I keep scrolling through Douyin's treasure chests; they're showing me their loyalty.

Chapter 213 Lively Group Chat

The group has few members: Cheng Qingxia, Li Yuya, Shen Yourong, Han Yunmei, and herself.

All of them had been completely conquered by Ning Xiuyang, and the sisters in the live broadcast, except for Shen Yourong, were all people who had known each other on various platforms before, either as best friends or enemies, but now without exception, they were all women of the same man.

[Ms. Yuanyuan (Yang Yuanyuan)]: "Sisters! Come out and see God! @Everyone"

Ms. Yuanyuan (Yang Yuanyuan) said: "[Video Link]"

[Ms. Yuanyuan (Yang Yuanyuan)]: "The boss has struck again! This time, the target is has-been actress Zhao Yihuan!"

As soon as the message was sent, the previously quiet group chat instantly became lively.

The first to chime in was Cheng Qingxia, the night owl.

[Xiao Kongkong (Cheng Qingxia)]: "Holy crap! Really? It's Yang Dingtian again? Is the boss not planning to change his alias? Is he afraid people won't know it's him? [laughing and crying]"

[Li Yuya (黎玉吖)]: "Zhao Yihuan? Isn't she the one who acted in 'Little Youth'? I quite liked her when I was in school. I didn't expect the boss to have this kind of taste, liking older women?"

Yang Yuanyuan replied immediately upon seeing Li Yuya's message.

[Ms. Yuanyuan (Yang Yuanyuan)]: "@Liyuya (Li Yuya), what do you know? This is called mature charm. Just look at Sister Yourong, and then look at that Tong Ma from a few days ago. The boss likes this kind of mature charm! [Evil laugh]"

【Xiao Kongkong (Cheng Qingxia)】: "[Smirking] Yuanyuan, you're right! So, the oldest among us seems to be... @You Rong Nai Da (Shen You Rong) Sister Shen? [Evil grin]"

Shen Yourong, who was taking care of her mother, blushed when she saw the message in the group chat.

Her mother had already gone to sleep, and she was also about to go to sleep when she saw the message in the group chat. She could only type as fast as a thief.

【A Great Mind is a Mind (Shen Yourong)】: "Don't talk nonsense! I... I'm not old at all!"

[Li Yuya (黎玉吖)]: "Hehe, Sister Shen doesn't age at all. Sister Shen is the most charming. Otherwise, why would the boss like you so much~"

[Ms. Yuanyuan (Yang Yuanyuan)]: "Tsk tsk tsk, look at this spending, more than a million yuan in one hour. It seems that this big star Zhao Yihuan is not far from joining our group."

[Xiao Kongkong (Cheng Qingxia)]: "The back garden is going to be expanded again! Congratulations! [Sprinkling flowers]"

[Xiao Kongkong (Cheng Qingxia)]: "I just don't know which row it is this time? Last time, with so many of us, we almost couldn't hold on. If another one comes, I'm afraid the boss will slaughter us."

Upon seeing this message, the women in the group blushed. The absurdity and madness of that night made them feel weak in the knees when they recalled it.

【The Pretty Maid and Butler (Han Yunmei)】: "What's there to be afraid of? No matter how powerful our master is, there are so many of us sisters. We can wear him down with a war of attrition! [Smug]"

The women in the group chat were making risqué jokes and talking about their "common ruler" without any restraint.

While there was some teasing and jealousy in their words, there was more of a sense of pride and a strange sense of belonging.

It is their good fortune to be conquered by such a powerful and outstanding man.

Having so many equally outstanding, or even more outstanding, "sisters" has lessened the feeling of being possessed.

[Ms. Yuanyuan (Yang Yuanyuan)]: "By the way, I heard that Zhao Yihuan is also signed with Zhengyang Media, just like us. Is the boss catching fish in his own pond?"

[Xiao Kongkong (Cheng Qingxia)]: "What do you mean by 'fishing'? This is called 'keeping the good stuff in the family'! [doge]"

[Li Yuya (Li Yuya)]: "I finally understand what the boss is up to. He opened a media company, probably just to pick up girls, right? He signs all the beautiful female anchors he fancys to his company. Being close to the source, he gets the first taste of the moon. Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

【Greatness Lies in Tolerance (Shen Yourong)】: "...Don't make wild guesses, the boss definitely has his own business plan."

Shen Yourong tried to defend Ning Xiuyang, but her words were so weak and unconvincing that even she herself didn't believe them.

The women in the group chatted excitedly, and the topic gradually shifted from Zhao Yihuan to when they would organize another "group activity".

……

And this moment.

Zhao Yihuan, who was at the center of the discussion, was lying on her bed in her rented apartment, tossing and turning.

She opened WeChat for the nth time, looking at the unanswered friend request, frowning from time to time, and occasionally opening Douyin to try to distract herself from it, but her heart was always filled with unease.

Why didn't he pass?

Did you feel you were too proactive and made him feel uncomfortable?

Or is he a big shot of his caliber, who would even bother adding an internet celebrity on WeChat?

Or perhaps he just had a sudden urge tonight, casually swiped some money, and will forget all about it tomorrow?

Various speculations swirled in her mind, leaving her in a state of utter confusion.

The difference between heaven and hell is often just a thought away.

The appearance of "Yang Dingtian" tonight gave her hope for a career revival and allowed her to experience the ultimate thrill of being surrounded by money and being adored by thousands.

As a washed-up actress, this feeling of loss and regaining it felt all too familiar.

She didn't want to lose this feeling.

She was grasping at this straw!

Zhao Yihuan gritted her teeth, clicked on the friend request, and added another sentence in the verification message.

[Brother Yang Dingtian, this is Zhao Yihuan. Thank you so much for your support tonight, I have no way to repay you. If you have time tomorrow, I would like to... I would like to invite you to dinner alone, is that alright?]

She lowered her stance to the lowest possible level.

She knew that with this kind of man, reserve was the most useless thing.

After sending the message, she gripped her phone tightly, feeling as if each second was an eternity.

The next morning.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the gap in the curtains and fell onto the soft bed.

Ning Xiuyang awoke to a sweet, intoxicating fragrance.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a beautiful face, still charming, looking at him very close.

It is Tong Anjin.

She had woken up sometime earlier and was lying on her side, propping her head up with one hand. Her large, watery eyes were gazing intently at his sleeping face, filled with tenderness, adoration, and a hint of unreality.

After a night of nourishment, her face, which had been slightly haggard from exhaustion, was now rosy and full, radiating a captivating glow, like a peony in full bloom after being watered by rain and dew, exuding charm to the core.

"woke up?"

A lazy smile appeared on Ning Xiuyang's lips, his voice carrying the unique huskiness of early morning.

"Um……"

When Tong Anjin was caught peeking at him, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head shyly, like a young girl in the throes of first love.