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My Cloud Girlfriend

Game Creator Chen Yan had the fortunate accident of coming across a game called [Yunyang Girlfriend]. Obviously from the title, it seems like a warm fuzzy game, however, Chen Yan did not go the usual route of being patient and waiting for daily items. He went the money-spending route! Chen Yan: “What is good about a girlfriend? Is it smelling the fragrance or the warmth around her?." ---------------------------- Original Author: Chang Shi Translated and Edited by: Nakahara ----------------------------

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What a Stupid Rich Second Generation Young Master!

After a while, the sales lady sorted out the process and laid out the documents for Chen Yan to sign.

In reality, the two saleswomen were still a little concerned as they went through the procedure.

They were afraid that Chen Yan didn't actually have any money and was only mocking them.

When the two of them discussed Chen Yan's car-buying procedure, the other customers in the store thought that Chen Yan was not here to buy a car, but to execute a "performance art."

They even went as far as to suspect that Chen Yan actually brought a camera to do a live broadcast.

After all, short videos and live broadcasts are what the current generation enjoys watching. For fame, there will always be weird behaviors.

Finally, the two sales ladies deliberated for a long time and chose to trust their intuition and Chen Yan, which moved the procedure forward.

After all the procedures were completed, the last task was to swipe the card.

The two sales ladies looked at Chen Yan a little nervously, and said, "Sir. The total is 995,000 yuan. Our shop has cooperation with major banks and there is no limit. So, do you really want to use your card directly?."

Accompanying her questioning, whether it was Yu Qiaoqiao or the other customers in the store who heard about Chen Yan, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on him.

Everyone wanted to see whether Chen Yan really had "too much money to care about" or "executing a certain performance art".

But Chen Yan ignored everyone's gaze and directly took out his bank card, "Yes, just swipe it directly. The password is six zeros."

The sales lady took the card, looked at it, then performed some operations on the POS machine. After, the bank card was inserted, and a beep sounded, as if it was determining its fate.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The eyes of everyone in the whole shop seem to be focused on this.

The air became extremely quiet.

For a moment, accompanied by the sound of "chichi...".

The POS machine spit out a white receipt.

Payment was successful!

Time at this moment resumed once more.

At that moment, the two sales ladies showed relief on their faces, and their gazes at Chen Yan couldn't help but become more eager.

Everyone else in the store seemed to have woken up from their trance and went about their business.

However, their gazes still couldn't help but glance over there, specifically towards Chen Yan.

Having worked at Porsche for so many years, they have met all kinds of car owners, like Chen Yan, who "don't look at the car, don't test drive, and buy a car with money", but they have never met someone who only wanted a specific price.

Thinking once more about Chen Yan's behavior.

This...should be a rich second generation young master who is stupid and rich, right?

You spent a million yuan, don't care at all, just to achieve a goal. It isn't difficult to understand, but as for why he bought the one million yuan car…

There are too many possibilities.

Such as the truth or dare with other rich second generation young masters?

Another example, showing off extreme competence in administering money?

Or, his parents restricted his consumption to not exceed one million, so he bought a car to protest?

And etc.

But, no matter what kind of possibility it was, it still proves that Chen Yan is a rich second generation young master who has enough money to throw millions of yuan casually.

This is also the reason why the two sales ladies looked at Chen Yan with eager eyes.

After swiping the card, the sales lady respectfully returned the bank card to Chen Yan.

Then, Chen Yan spoke humby, "Did everything go well?."

The sales lady quickly replied, "Sir, please wait a minute. We still need to go through some procedures here. We have certificates and customs documents, and insurance is being processed. You need to go through temporary licenses and other procedures."

Afterwards, she paused a bit and added, "So, it may take several hours."

"You can go to our VIP room with this lady and take a break."

Chen Yan nodded, "Okay. No problem."

...

As Chen Yan and Yu Qiaoqiao were shopping for a car, the other five sisters in Yu Qiaoqiao's dormitory were also eating and talking.

Yang Nuannuan remarked, "Is everyone clear about today's task?."

They all nodded their heads like small cute nodding cats.

"I know, I know."

"Let's investigate that internet celebrity restaurant."

"Relax, Sister Nuan Nuan promised to complete the task."

Yang Nuannuan gave a "Hmh '', groggily rubbed her eyes and looked at Zhao Ying, "Sister Ying, can you come with me to check the price of the pen?."

Zhao Ying just finished her morning exercise and was currently changing her clothes.

When Yang Nuannuan mentioned her, she replied quickly, "Yes."

Yang Nuannuan nodded and said, "Okay, that's it."

"Let's avoid meeting at the dormitory, and at 8 o'clock tonight, let's meet in classroom 201."

"Then, we'll share information with each other."

"We can't let Chen Yan spend so much money so inexplicably."

"So it's better to figure it out."

"For Qiaoqiao, and for us!"

"Come on, everybody!"

Three little sisters motivated each other, "Come on, come on, come on!."

Zhao Ying monotonously remarked, "OK."

....

At this time, Chen Yan waited for more than an hour in the VIP room with Yu Qiaoqiao.

When it was lunch time, a waiter in the VIP room stepped forward and asked if there was a need for catering.

The Porsche shop actually provided it for free!

Hearing that there is free lunch, Yu Qiaoqiao's eyes light up.

But, how could Chen Yan give up the opportunity to feed in order to save a little money.

So he refused to dine here without hesitation, and took Yu Qiaoqiao out of the Porsche shop on the grounds of "It's better to eat outside".

Then, after looking around for a bit, they found a small restaurant nearby, and Chen Yan ordered a few steamed buns and two dishes.

After a while, the steamed buns and vegetables were brought up, and the two sat opposite each other, eating silently.

Chen Yan ate rather slowly, but Yu Qiaoqiao ate quickly.

Minutes later, her devourment of the food was over.

After eating, Yu Qiaoqiao happily patted her slightly bulging belly, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Chen Yan smiled, "You're welcome."

He silently mumbled a sentence, "I should give my thanks to the boss for her consumption."

Yu Qiaoqiao sat on the chair, swinging her two thin legs, looking east and west, feeling a bit bored.

After a while, the atmosphere turned dull, so Yu Qiaoqiao took the initiative to say, "Chen Yan, you eat first, I'll be going to the convenience store to buy something."

Chen Yan, who had been lowering his head to eat, suddenly became energetic when he heard that Yu Qiaoqiao was about to buy something.

He raised his head and asked with piercing eyes, "What are you going to buy?"

"White Rabbit Toffee." Yu Qiaoqiao replied happily, "I'll be back."

After speaking, she got up from the chair and walked away.

Looking at Yu Qiaoqiao's back, Chen Yan smacked his lips.

White Rabbit Toffee...?

She really likes this kind of candy.

This little girl won't turn into the white rabbit toffee from the snack, but instead, it's more like Yu Qiaoqiao likes this sweet, faint taste, right?

"White rabbit toffee, should I buy some?."

"Puff…" An image in Chen Yan's mind began to form.

It was Yu Qiaoqiao holding her chest up, while cradling a white rabbit toffee to advertise, and Chen Yan almost spitted out the rice in his mouth.

I'm not sinning! I am a gentleman.

Eat buns, eat buns, don't think about it.