Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

Chapter 1018 Infinite Spacetime Hotel (1018)

Chapter 1018 1018. Infinite Spacetime Hotel (58)

"It's okay! You're still in school and have to study until late at night. You don't have to watch the sunrise with me every day." 105 said gently, in a tone that was completely coaxing a child.

"No, I won't finish school yet when it's time to watch the sunset. I must accompany you to watch the sunrise." Xiaoguo said seriously.

"Okay, whatever you want." Meng was a little helpless.

——At this time, Meng Ye was quite gentle towards Xiao Guo.

——Because there are no distracting thoughts in his mind, he completely treats Xiaoguo as his younger brother.

——How old is Meng now?

——Anyway, it’s not 24, it should be 23 or 22.

——She and that Zhao Cheng didn’t even develop any feelings for each other. It was estimated that they didn’t date for long.

——Then let’s just assume she is 23.

The two walked back side by side. Xiaoguo was carrying a big schoolbag. They went to Meng Ye's house together. It was estimated that Xiaoguo would have breakfast at Meng Ye's house.

Lin Xi and the others were not in a hurry. They admired the rising sun for a while before starting to eat breakfast.

"Where are we going today?" Zhang Xuesong asked.

"We don't have to go there by ourselves, right? Won't they show us randomly?"

"Not necessarily, maybe we should go and watch it with Meng Ye ourselves." Lin Xi said, and laughed again. "Why can't I connect Meng Ye with Sister 105 more than years later!"

"If she treated others with a sincere heart in her twenties and then became as cold as iron after being hurt, everyone would think it was normal," said Zhang Xuesong.

"The viewers in my live broadcast room all said that she looked the wrong way around." Zhang Yutong sighed.

"That's what they say." Gan Ning said, and thought for a moment. "She's not as cold as iron, she's more like ice-cold water."

"Cold fire." Huang Jingjing said.

Lin Xi looked at Huang Jingjing and nodded repeatedly.

"The icy cold water is Meng Ye now. The icy cold fire is Sister 105 more than years later."

——It has to be 123 and Teacher Huang, the description is so accurate.

——No, Sister 105 loves to joke so much and is so easy-going, do you think she is cold?

——She is very easy-going and enthusiastic, but how many people do you think have truly entered her heart?

——But she is not like fire, and she is not as hot as fire.

——On the surface, it is true.

——But in sister 105’s heart, there is a cold fire, a cold and fierce fire.

——Fuck, you are all talented! Although I don’t know how to describe it, I think your description is very correct.

Lin Xi and his friends had just finished their meal and were cleaning up when they suddenly felt a darkness in front of their eyes.

——It’s dark?

——It’s time to change the scene again.

——This crappy game still has some conscience. It’s not like in that hotel, where we have to follow Sister 105 day after day.

——That was a matter of more than two months, which could have spanned several years. If we continue playing day by day, we will have to stay in this crappy game for several years.

——You don’t have to stay and can just leave in the middle.

——If you go out, you can’t come back in, okay!

——No matter how long you stay in the game, it’s always ten minutes.

——Unless you don’t go out and go directly to watch other people’s live broadcast rooms.

It was a dark day, but not pitch black. The street lights were bright, and under the lights, there were four figures walking slowly.

The two behind are Meng Ye and Zhao Cheng.

The two people were walking and talking at a distance from each other.

Most of the time it was Zhao Cheng who was talking, and Meng was just listening.

For example, when encountering a car on the road, Zhao Cheng would talk endlessly and introduce to Meng Ye what brand the car was and how much it cost.

Meng Ye didn't say anything until Zhao Cheng talked about the third car, then she slowly spoke.

"I don't recognize any license plates, I just know it's a car. It's a means of transportation, and I can sit in it."

After hearing what Meng Ye said, Zhao Cheng finally shut up and stopped talking about anything related to cars.

——All men like cars, and Zhao Cheng is not wrong.

——Don’t women like cars too?

——But Meng Ye was obviously not very interested in cars.

——Yes, didn’t she say that for her, a car is just a means of transportation, as long as she can sit in it.

——At this time, there don’t seem to be any good cars.

The four people continued to move forward. Compared with the two people who were sticking together in front, Meng Ye and Zhao Cheng were like strangers.

After walking for a while, Zhao Cheng spoke.

"Sister, let's make friends!"

"Isn't it now?" Meng Ye smiled at Zhao Cheng. "I already consider you a friend!"

"Um...I mean..."

Meng also smiled at Zhao Cheng, and Zhao Cheng suddenly became nervous and was unable to speak.

Meng Ye didn't wait for Zhao Cheng to say anything, but just walked forward silently.

After walking for a while, perhaps feeling a little bored, Meng Ye called Ping'er.

"Ping'er, let's go back. We'll get tired if we walk too far."

Ping'er turned around and glared at Meng Ye.

Meng also surrendered immediately.

"Okay, okay, you have the final say."

"You two are a little abnormal." Zhao Cheng said softly. "You spoil her too much. Are you sure you are not gay?"

"Yes, spiritually." Meng also smiled lightly.

Damin turned around and looked at Meng Ye.

"Sister, do you have any leverage over her, or have you done anything to offend her?"

Meng also smiled and said nothing.

"Do you think she looks like someone who has done something wrong to me?" Ping'er smiled happily.

After saying that, he ran back and took Meng Ye's arm.

"Let's go for a while, you two."

--wrong.

——I don’t think it’s right either.

——Something must have happened between Meng Ye and Ping'er!

——What has Meng Ye done to let Ping'er down?

——No, absolutely not, I don’t believe it.

——What can two young girls do?

——Could it be that... Meng Ye stole Ping'er's boyfriend?

——I think you told the truth!

——Stop, Zhao Cheng is Meng Ye’s first boyfriend, okay!

——Yes, I almost forgot.

——And at this time, Meng Ye and Zhao Cheng had not yet had a formal talk.

——Then I can’t think of anything else.

"What do you think of Zhao Cheng?" Ping'er asked Meng Ye quietly.

"He looks okay, but not too tall, and he seems a little unsteady." Meng Ye said simply.

"Who asked you to comment on him?" Ping'er pushed Meng Ye. "I'm asking you if you have any feelings."

"No."

"Cultivate it." Ping'er said, and then she became a little disappointed. "I feel like this thing can't be cultivated."

"Feelings can't be cultivated, but emotions can." Meng also smiled. "I can try."

"Ah?" Ping'er exclaimed softly, looking at Meng Ye distrustfully. "Are you serious?"

"Try it, otherwise, you won't be able to complete the task your boyfriend assigned to you!" Meng Ye said lightly.

"Well... he is indeed not as handsome as the boy who pursued you before." Ping'er said. "But, who made you slow to react? When you finally realized that he was pursuing you, he ran away."

"If it's yours, it won't run away. If it runs away, it means it's not yours."