CH 8

In the past few days, the person who chatted with him was… Jiang Xun?

In other words, he didn’t know that it was Jiang Xun. But Jiang Xun knew that it was him.

What did Jiang Xun contact him for?

Engagement talks?

Did he really believe in this nonsensical engagement done between his mother and her co-worker?

Were reaction memes so simple-minded these days? 

Gu Wei: “…”

Then what were they talking about? How did Jiang Xun pick up his inexplicable sales of power leveling subscription? Or worse, what the hell did Jiang Xun think he was selling? Didn’t they actually manage to hold on to some semblance of understandable conversation?

Did this mean that… Jiang Xun was actually bad at conversation?

It seemed…wrong.

Things were definitely not that simple.

Gu Wei’s eyes stayed on the two messages sent by [One Hundred Thousand Volts] just now.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: How much does the yearly subscription cost?

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: I’ll promise to take care of you, so don’t pick up other clients in the future.

Gu Wei was so mortified he crushed a pecan nut with his bare hands. His groupmates, who were watching, were horrified seeing this.

The farther he flipped through the chat records, the more Gu Wei felt something was wrong. At the time, he thought everything was fine, but now it seemed that there was a weird atmosphere everywhere in this conversation between them—

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Ah, so you know it will hurt your body. How many clients have you taken?

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Tell me honestly, how long have you been doing this?  

This weird atmosphere…

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: All of your clients are beasts.

Gu Wei: “…” Yeah, Gu Wei knew he fucked up somewhere along the line.

Gu Wei took a deep breath, bit the bullet and continued to look up, and eventually he saw the earlier message that Jiang Xun sent—

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Do you regard me as… some kind of… benefactor?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Well, aren’t you?

Yes, this was the root of the problem.

Gu Wei was ashamed at how much of a dumbass he was.

An inexplicable engagement by his father. A fiancé he never knew the identity of. 

And what did he do? He called Jiang Xun “dearie”, telling him that he was going to be spanked by… “daddy”…. Oh God. Oh sweet Lord. Bury him right now.

Chi Yunkai, who was still working on his fanmeet, received a new message from Gu Wei.

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: You bastard.

[Yunkai Sees Mooncakes]: Frightened.jpg.

“Weiwei, you don’t look well,” The leader asked with concern in his voice, “are you alright to go perform tonight? We’re leaving soon.” 

Gu Wei: “…I’m fine.” 

He was not fine.

Everything had gone to shit.

Did Jiang Xun think that he was looking for a sugar daddy?

The lies he previously told to sell the business was now biting him in the ass. He dug his own hole, now he had to lie down in it. 

So when they met in Northern Europe, Jiang Xun…

Gu Wei’s phone vibrated again. Jiang Xun was  probably tired to wait for a reply, and so he sent a new message—

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: What you’re doing right now is bad for your health.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Do as I said, don’t go looking for other people.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Kid, if you feel dissatisfied with your desires, I can reluctantly accompany you.

Gu Wei: “…”

The other three members of T.ATW sat on the sofa, each holding a handful of melon seeds, watching Gu Wei’s face turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The rationality of vowing to apologize to Jiang Xun exploded like fireworks in his mind. He didn’t dare to do it now.

The moment he received the message, Gu Wei felt a hundred of Jiang Xun calling him “kid” at the same time.

He panicked.

No no no, wait– although he was the one who made the misunderstanding first, wasn’t Jiang Xun also thinking dirty things? 

Who would heard of subscription service and instantly think of sex work?

Regardless, it was still partially Jiang Xun’s fault at how things developed to this point.

Jiang Xun was a big hooligan. It was his dirty mind that was at fault. 

Jiang Xun sent a message to Gu Wei with the loving concern for his fans. It was practically a humanitarian effort at this point. But the goodness of his heart wasn’t acknowledged by this little brat who was not responding to him.

In the matter of protecting fans, Jiang Xun felt that he was already asserting 100% the effort.

It’s time for this little fan of his to change his mind and get on the right track.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Xun finally received a reply from Gu Wei—

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Ge, don’t misunderstand me QAQ.

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: I am selling a service, not my body.

Jiang Xun: “?”

Jiang Xun: “??”

Jiang Xun: “???”

This progress was wrong, why was he wronged to tears? Shouldn’t he cry in gratitude instead?

He didn’t sell his body?

Then what on earth was he selling before?

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