How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Just as Gu Heng was secretly thrilled with the barrage comments, the live stream suddenly went dark, and He Jing just went offline...

Leaving behind a large crowd of viewers who were kicked out of the live room, all looking dumbfounded.

She just received a gift of 100,000 yuan, and there were tens of thousands of people in the live stream, and she just went offline like that? Was she that full of herself?

But Gu Heng had already guessed the reason why He Jing went offline...

Sure enough, within seconds, his room door was violently pushed open, and there stood He Jing, looking furious.

"Was that person who tipped me just now you?!"

Gu Heng didn’t speak, he simply set his wine glass gently aside, then flashed the screen of his phone in front of her, effectively giving her his answer.

Although she had already somewhat guessed it, when she confirmed it, He Jing’s complexion gradually turned cold.

"Are you sick?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Heng was momentarily stunned...

He had tipped 100,000 yuan, and she must have pocketed at least 20 or 30 thousand of that, right? She wasn’t even thankful, and furthermore, she was scolding him for being sick—what the hell?

Seeing Gu Heng’s expression, He Jing realized that her words may have been too harsh and softened her tone a bit, "I know you have money, but can you spend it on something meaningful? What’s the deal with you randomly tipping me 100,000 yuan?"

"Isn’t supporting your work a meaningful thing?"

"I don’t need your support for my work. I’m going to transfer the entire 100,000 yuan back to you later. If you consider me a friend, don’t do this kind of thing anymore.

In my eyes, those viewers who tip me during the live streams are just like clients I must face in my job. So, when they tip me, I feel no burden.

But you’re different, I truly regarded you as a proper friend. A friend who suddenly tips me 100,000 yuan out of the blue, that’s a kind of support I can’t accept.

If I get used to this kind of thing, I don’t know how I’ll face you later, nor do I know what I could possibly use to repay you."

He Jing’s tone was firm, and then she took out her phone, resisting the pain of parting with the money, and reluctantly transferred 100,000 yuan back to Gu Heng.

Then, she turned around and left the room...

Gu Heng was left alone, staring at He Jing’s retreating figure in a daze...

He had considered that He Jing might not accept his tipping; after all, they had known each other for more than two years. Although their relationship wasn’t very intimate, he still had some understanding of her.

But he really hadn’t anticipated that He Jing would react so intensely...

It was as if his 100,000 yuan was an insult to her...

...

"Sucking up to the wrong person, weren’t you?"

Not long after He Jing left, Lin Jiayun, who had also turned off her live stream, stood at the door, snickering sarcastically.

Gu Heng simply glanced at her indifferently, saying nothing.

Seeing that Gu Heng was ignoring her, Lin Jiayun wasn’t angry; she leisurely walked into the room, then softly closed the door...

"Actually, you looked really cool tipping that 100,000 yuan in anger during the live stream tonight, but sadly, you used that move on the wrong person~

Jingjing has been streaming for over two years now, and her live stream’s revenue isn’t even comparable to a mid-level streamer in our company. Do you know why?

It’s because she simply isn’t suited for live streaming. No matter how much those big tippers in her live stream give her, she always acts so aloof. Over time, besides those freeloading fans, which big tippers would come to her stream?"

Hearing this, Gu Heng raised an eyebrow and shifted into a more comfortable position, his expression mocking as he said, "So who would be the right person for that move?"

"There are plenty~ Just pick any random live stream room, if you tip 100,000 yuan, any female streamer would treat you like a lord.

Of course, that includes me~"

"So you have a lot of lords then?"

Lin Jiayun curled her lip with disdain, "There are those who want to tip me, but to be my lord, they are not qualified enough."

"?"

Seeing the confusion in Gu Heng’s eyes, Lin Jiayun brushed her hair behind her ear, her fair skin glowing like snow under the light, "I’m a bit different from those who sell themselves under the guise of streaming. They’ll sell out to anyone as long as there’s money involved, but I’m classier than that. If I were to sell out, it would only be to one person.

If the person who tipped me 100,000 yuan is just a salaried worker making a few hundred thousand a year or a small business owner, then even if he sells his house to tip me, I wouldn’t care less. But if it were someone like you, with more than ten million in your bank account, even if you only tipped me 100, I’d still treat you like a lord~

But sadly, having been an internet celebrity for over a year, I’ve only encountered losers, none powerful enough."

"It’s hard enough to find someone, and then they treat me like I’m invisible, not even sparing me a glance."

As she spoke, she gave Gu Heng a look filled with silent resentment.

Lin Jiayun was very straightforward, admitting that she became a web celebrity to sell herself for a good price.

This was much stronger than those who played both sides of the fence, priding herself on being candid.

Gu Heng, hearing her words, also revealed a faint smile on his lips...

According to the thinking of women who hold out for the best offer, they would surely do everything to drive their worth up high. However, her current argument seemed to be deliberately lowering her value in front of Gu Heng...

The only possibility was that his strategy of "Encircle Wei to Save Zhao" had worked...

Lin Jiayun started to panic.

With that thought, Gu Heng asked with a smile, "So if I were to send you 100,000 yuan tonight, what would I get?"

"You’d get... this."

After speaking, she leaned forward to reveal the endless abyss, her red lips pressing directly against Gu Heng’s...

The faint scent of perfume mixed with a girl’s unique fragrance entered Gu Heng’s nose,

....

"You wouldn’t want Jingjing to hear, would you?"

Faced with Lin Jiayun’s initiative, Gu Heng could not just do nothing. He put his artistic skills to work, beginning to sculpt through the thin layer of fabric...

The white clay in the hands of artist Gu Heng seemed to come to life, morphing into various shapes.

Lin Jiayun didn’t expect Gu Heng to be so forthright; her pupils dilated several times over in the moment, and she started to struggle...

But her vulnerability was firmly in Gu Heng’s grasp, and she couldn’t break free...

"You don’t want Jingjing to hear, do you?"

As her struggles grew more intense, Gu Heng withdrew his tongue, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly. His warm breath made her go weak, and the intensity of her struggles gradually lessened...

By the end, Lin Jiayun had completely forgotten what it meant to struggle, only covering her mouth to prevent any sounds from escaping.

Just as Gu Heng was about to take it a step further, Lin Jiayun seemed to decide that the experience had come to an end. She determinedly broke free from Gu Heng, stood up, straightened her disheveled clothes, and looked him in the eye, "We can continue, but you have to tell me what our relationship is now?"

Gu Heng met her gaze.

"What kind of relationship do you want?"

"I want to be your girlfriend."

"That’s possible."

Gu Heng’s decisiveness was somewhat surprising to Lin Jiayun, but she continued, "The one and only kind of girlfriend."

"Also possible."

Gu Heng’s response was still very decisive.

But what he said next sent a chill down her spine.

"However, in addition to a girlfriend, I will also have ’baby’, ’baobao’, ’beibei’. That should be fine, right?"

This ultimate jerk move made Lin Jiayun wish she could lunge at him and bite him.

Gu Heng ignored her murderous stare and smiled innocently, "I didn’t lie to you, did I? I said you would be the only girlfriend, and so you will be.

But well...a girlfriend is a girlfriend, a baby is a baby. They’re not the same, right?"

"Impossible!"

She had been holding out for so long just to wait for a high-quality man like Gu Heng. Now that she’d found him, how could she accept this arrangement that was no different from being kept? Had she wanted to be kept, she would have sold herself during college instead of waiting until now.

Facing Lin Jiayun’s refusal, Gu Heng shrugged indifferently, "I can give you everything that a girlfriend would enjoy."

"What can you give me then?"

Without another word, Gu Heng sent Lin Jiayun a WeChat transfer for the maximum amount of 200,000 yuan, flaunting the transfer screen in front of her, then once again stared into her eyes, "I can give you anything but love."