Immediately, someone responded to Ge Meng: [Sister Yue? Is that a nickname? Do you know her?]
Ge Meng quickly typed: [Of course, I know her!]
Reply: [Curious about the relationship between this young lady and Goddess Jiang, please enlighten us~]
Reply: [Stop asking, it’s obviously someone riding on her popularity to get responses.]
Reply: [I checked the original poster’s homepage. They’re from Linhuai and indeed a student at Linnan No.1 High School.]
Ge Meng lightly snorted and replied coldly: [I’ve been scolded by her and tutored by her. What do you think our relationship is?]
Although some still said she was riding on the popularity, the majority believed her—
[I also want to be scolded by the goddess.]
[Is the goddess still that beautiful when she scolds people?]
[The mystery is solved; I can’t get first place because I’m missing the goddess’s tutoring.]
Ge Meng felt a burst of joy inside.
It felt like she had something others didn’t, and it was immensely satisfying.
“Ge Meng? Are you listening to me?” Over the phone, Jiang Han called out to her.
“Yes, I am.”
“Why do I hear keyboard sounds? Tap-tap-tap.”
“Oh, I’m replying to comments. A bunch of people are jealous that I’ve been tutored by Sister Yue, hehe…”
Jiang Han immediately hung up and also joined the “Jiang worship” army.
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Guohui came downstairs with his general-like belly sticking out. The previously empty sack was now bulging with contents.
Looking up, he saw his chubby daughter sitting by the roadside, the sun shining on her, her back soaked with sweat, but she was completely oblivious, focused intently on her phone, typing rapidly.
Jiang Guohui sighed and walked over: “Playing games again? Didn’t you quit?”
“No,” Jiang Han didn’t even lift her head, “I’m doing something important!”
“Hey,” Jiang Guohui chuckled in exasperation, placing the sack on the ground and sitting beside her. His round head leaned over, “Let me see…”
Jiang Han actually let him see, even moving the phone closer to make it easier for him to see.
Jiang Guohui: “?”
“Daughter, what… what are you doing?” He asked because he didn’t understand; he was a good father.
“Giving my support* to Sister Yue!”
* used slang term
“Supporting? Support what? Let me tell you, even though the rental fee is not much, you can’t just waive it. If you waive a bit for one, and a bit for another, it all adds up!”
Jiang Han was stunned.
Jiang Guohui blinked. Did he say something wrong?
The father and daughter stared at each other.
After a moment, Jiang Han held back the urge to laugh: “Ahem! Dad, let me tell you, ‘giving support’ doesn’t mean that. Don’t get nervous every time you hear the word ‘da call’…”
“Then what does it mean?”
“Don’t worry, let me show you a video first…” Of course, she was eager to promote her treasured Sister Yue.
Soon, the video played, and Jiang Guohui watched with an increasingly serious expression.
Two minutes later—
He clenched his chubby hand into a fist: “Well done! Those R Country people are shameless scoundrels! Who is this girl? She’s got a sharp tongue, very satisfying!”
“Ahem!” Jiang Han cleared her throat, “My boss.”
“Huh?”
“Jiang Fuyue! Remember? She tutored me and her parents rent a shop from us for their pancake stall.”
“Oh oh oh! I remember now! It’s really her?”
“Mhm~” Jiang Han nodded confidently.
“She’s… this impressive?”
“Of course. If she wasn’t impressive, why would I follow her… I mean, study with her?”
“Good!” Jiang Guohui laughed heartily, holding his round belly, “My dear daughter, let me tell you, you should make more friends like her! As the saying goes, ‘you learn good from good people’!”
“Of course.” Jiang Han raised her chin, feeling extremely proud.
Jiang Guohui was always worried about his daughter going astray, trying every method to guide her. In the end, it turned out that a single tutoring session from Jiang Fuyue was more effective.
This student Jiang was truly impressive. If his chubby daughter followed her… I mean, studied with her, she definitely wouldn’t go wrong.
Jiang Guohui was finally relieved and in high spirits, “Dear, your friend has brought honor to our country. How about I waive her family’s rent for a year?”
“Just one year?”
“Uh, two years?”
Jiang Han shook her head and made an “OK” gesture: “At least this much.”
“Alright! Three years it is!”
Only then was Jiang Han satisfied.
Jiang Guohui still felt it wasn’t enough. In his joy, he couldn’t help but offer more: “Dear, how about I give you two more apartments?”
Jiang Han gulped: “Re-really? Not joking?”
“Truer than true gold.”
“But why?” Jiang Han was puzzled, scratching her head.
“Because you have such an excellent friend!”
Jiang Han: “?” Just that?
Jiang Guohui: “And you’re becoming more excellent by association.”
“?”
He acted immediately, calling the transfer agent to handle the paperwork in the afternoon.
Jiang Han was bewildered; had she just… gotten two apartments for free?
Indeed—
Trust Sister Yue, and you gain property, no doubt about it.
…
Meanwhile, at Wan Xiutong’s home.
Wan’s father was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV when suddenly, from the bedroom came—
“Ahhh! Sister Yue is awesome! Jiang Jiang forever! Goddess is amazing!”
He had lost count of how many times it happened. Wan’s father was fuming, even the TV show lost its charm.
Suddenly, he stood up, walked to the bedroom door, and knocked loudly!
“Tong Tong, what are you doing in there?”
The “ah ah ah” inside abruptly stopped. After more than ten seconds, the door opened, revealing his well-behaved daughter peeking out from a small gap, timidly asking: “Dad, what’s up?”
Wan’s father’s anger instantly dissipated.
“Ahem… what are you doing in there? Yelling and shouting?”
