The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 10

After Chu Yueguang sent the emoji, he ignored Kou Huai.

He clicked back into the chat with Gu Qiuyi. In the span of those few minutes, Gu Qiuyi hadn’t sent any new messages, which actually made Chu Yueguang feel a bit unaccustomed. Usually, even in just a few minutes, the boy would have spammed ten or twenty messages.

Chu Yueguang wasn’t exactly a sensitive or observant person, but this time he noticed Gu Qiuyi’s abnormality. He opened the folder of emojis he had collected from Kou Huai; every single one was cute, but at this moment, he couldn’t bring himself to send a single one.

He wasn’t the type who could casually send such emojis to others. Chu Yueguang was, after all, a man with a very heavy “idol burden” (social image).

Gu Qiuyi had no idea about Chu Yueguang’s internal struggle. The reason he hadn’t spammed was not because he was depressed or troubled, but because typing while lying on the desk was too comfortable—he had tilted his head and fallen fast asleep.

By the time he woke up, it was already 7:00 PM. Having skipped dinner, he was quickly struck by hunger. He opened Jiang Hansa’s WeChat and tapped: “Brother Hansa!”

When Jiang Hansa saw the message, he really wanted to pretend he didn’t see it. But Gu Qiuyi typed exceptionally fast; in the time he spent trying to ignore it, Gu Qiuyi had already spammed “Brother Hansa” a dozen times.

Jiang Hansa had no choice but to pinch his nose and reply: “What is it?”

Gu Qiuyi: “! Waaaaah, Brother Hansa, you finally replied. I thought you weren’t planning to talk to me anymore.”

A chill of disgust ran through Jiang Hansa. “Can you stop always ‘waaaaah-ing’? You’re a boy, not a girl!” The final exclamation mark was the result of his restraint.

Gu Qiuyi said: “I can’t, because it’s cuter this way.”

Jiang Hansa: “…”

Gu Qiuyi said earnestly: “Don’t you know that ‘cute’ is the highest praise for a person? In this world, only ‘cuteness’ is absolute justice.”

Jiang Hansa: “…” Isn’t it just because you’re sissified?

“Besides, who would have the heart to hurt a cute boy? If someone hurts a cute boy, won’t their conscience hurt?” Gu Qiuyi continued to speak with conviction.

Jiang Hansa chanted internally: Don’t get worked up with him. He’s involved with Chu Yueguang. I have to coax him, have to coax him, have to coax him.

With a distorted expression, Jiang Hansa typed: “You have a point.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Waaaaah, Brother Hansa, I’m glad you understand. Come, you should try to make yourself cuter too. When you talk normally, you can include ‘waaaaah’ or ‘ying ying ying.’ Use more modal particles like ‘la’ or ‘ei’—it’s super cute.”

Jiang Hansa: “…” Motherfucker.

Gu Qiuyi: “Hurry, why aren’t you saying it? This is my secret technique!”

Jiang Hansa’s expression grew even more twisted: “Waaaaah, is it like this?”

Gu Qiuyi sent an emoji of a cat sitting in a metal pot: “Until the moment I was thrown into the pot, I finally understood—cuteness can be used to buy a meal.jpg”

Jiang Hansa, a self-proclaimed “iron-straight” and “masculine man,” felt his fingers trembling. “…Do you actually need something from me?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Nothing special. I just missed you.”

Horror struck Jiang Hansa’s heart. He considered himself not bad-looking—he was 181 cm tall with a four-pack of abs. Usually, plenty of girls liked him, and his desk was full of love letters. But he never imagined he would be coveted by Gu Qiuyi.

Then again, Gu Qiuyi was gay. With a high-quality guy like himself in front of him, how could the boy not be moved?

If Gu Qiuyi really covets me, what do I do?

Waves of disgust washed over Jiang Hansa; he could barely hold his phone. Although Gu Qiuyi was beautiful—to the point where he could be voted the most beautiful “School Beauty” just by wearing a wig—he was an iron-straight man! Even if Gu Qiuyi cross-dressed to seduce him, he might not even be able to get hard!

Jiang Hansa imagined the scene and already felt like vomiting. Just then, another message from Gu Qiuyi popped up: “Brother Hansa, can you cover my dinner?”

Jiang Hansa: “…” His expression froze. After a while, he said: “The only reason you ‘missed’ me was for this?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Yeah. What else did you think it was?”

Jiang Hansa: “…”

Gu Qiuyi sent an emoji of Patrick Star smirking: “You didn’t think it was… hahahaha.”

Even though Gu Qiuyi didn’t say the words out loud, that idiot Patrick Star’s cold smirk made Jiang Hansa’s toes curl in embarrassment. He suspected Gu Qiuyi was doing it on purpose, but he had no evidence. He tried to calm down and replied: “I’ll cover it. I’ll order dinner for you. Give me your address. If it’s a villa area, you’ll have to go to the gate to pick up the delivery.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Great! I want milk tea too!”

Jiang Hansa: “OK, I’ll buy it for you.”

Gu Qiuyi said touchingly: “Thank you, Brother Hansa! You’re so good to me!”

Jiang Hansa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Looking at Gu Qiuyi’s message, he let out a cold sneer—if the boy wasn’t involved with Chu Yueguang, he wouldn’t bother with him at all. Once the time was right and he used Gu Qiuyi to integrate into Chu Yueguang’s circle, he could stop dealing with him.

At the thought of that day, Jiang Hansa actually felt a subtle sense of happiness.

After receiving the delivery call, Gu Qiuyi hurried downstairs.

The Gu family was truly something; they could afford a giant villa in such a luxurious area, yet they were extremely stingy about hiring maids. The massive villa only received a housekeeping service once every few weeks. However, they employed several gardeners to keep the garden and lawn outside looking beautiful—their “face work” was excellent. They also owned over ten luxury cars, which they could drive on rotation.

Gu Qiuyi walked for several minutes before reaching the main gate to pick up the delivery. Jiang Hansa was wealthy, so the food he ordered wasn’t from a roadside stall but from a star-rated hotel. He had also thoughtfully considered that it wasn’t good to eat too greasy at night, so it was quite light.

As Gu Qiuyi carried the heavy delivery box back, he happened to run into Gu Qingbai and Liang Rong. They were both in formal evening wear, clearly heading out to some cocktail party.

Gu Qingbai gave him a cold glance and retracted his gaze, not wasting even a second on him. Liang Rong, however, noticed the large logo on the food container. Her brow furrowed slightly—that was a five-star hotel where a single meal cost at least five thousand yuan. Where did he get the money to order such expensive delivery?

Once they were further away, Liang Rong asked Gu Qingbai, “Did you see that food box? It’s the logo of Jinyu Hotel.”

Gu Qingbai frowned slightly. “So?”

Liang Rong pinched him. “He lives and eats at home; what money could he have? Are you still giving him an allowance??”

Gu Qingbai denied it: “How is that possible? If I had that kind of spare time, I’d rather buy a nice watch for Dancheng.”

Liang Rong said, “Then how can he afford food from Jinyu Hotel? Listen, Qingbai, I’m telling you now: this son is a total waste. Don’t be soft-hearted and give him a single cent more. Once we give him that 500,000, we’re done with him.”

She continued, “Fortunately, he’s never been showable, so we never took him out to meet anyone. People have only heard we have two sons but have never actually seen him. It’s not too late to cut ties. I had foresight back then; I saw he didn’t look very smart, so I didn’t even put his household registration in our family—it saves a lot of trouble.”

Gu Qingbai: “I know.”

Liang Rong confirmed again: “Make sure you don’t give him any more money. Our money is earned by us; giving him a single cent is a one-way trip.”

Gu Qingbai was almost laughed into a rage. “If even you, his mother, can be this ruthless, how could I possibly give him money?”

Seeing his promise, Liang Rong felt at ease, though she still couldn’t help muttering, “Where did he get the money for Jinyu Hotel?”

Gu Qingbai couldn’t be bothered to dwell on it, leaving Liang Rong to keep muttering: “Who gave him money?”

After eating and drinking his fill, Gu Qiuyi felt energized. He messaged Jiang Hansa: “Thank you, Brother Hansa! The food from this hotel is so good; I want to eat it again in the future.”

Jiang Hansa: “Then my allowance might not be enough.” He remembered something and added: “Waaaaah.”

Gu Qiuyi: “How much allowance do you get?”

Jiang Hansa: “One hundred thousand yuan.”

Gu Qiuyi’s eyes widened. Hateful!! I only have three thousand!!! Why couldn’t God let me transmigrate into Jiang Hansa!

Jiang Hansa added: “That meal you just had cost seven thousand yuan.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…” Gu Qiuyi: “Fuck! That’s a robbery!!?”

Jiang Hansa rubbed his eyes in disbelief at the “fuck.” So Gu Qiuyi can swear too?

Gu Qiuyi said heart-breakingly: “Then don’t order me something that expensive in the future.”

Seeing this sentence, a strange feeling welled up in Jiang Hansa—it was the kind of relief a father might feel at eighty years old, seeing his rebellious son finally turn over a new leaf.

Gu Qiuyi sent him a screenshot of a calculator: “One hundred thousand yuan divided by thirty days—you just need to buy me around three thousand yuan of delivery a day. It doesn’t need to be that expensive; it hurts my heart if it’s too much.”

Jiang Hansa: “…” He cursed a “motherfucker” in his head and typed: “…Can’t you leave a little for me?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Then should we split it fifty-fifty?”

Jiang Hansa: “…” He was so tired. What sin did he commit to meet this guy?

After leaving Jiang Hansa speechless, Gu Qiuyi trotted over to find Chu Yueguang. “Good evening, Brother!”

Chu Yueguang stared at the message and checked the time. Gu Qiuyi hadn’t messaged him for three hours.

Gu Qiuyi, thinking of Jiang Hansa’s allowance, took the initiative to start a topic. “Brother, I want to ask you a question. If it’s inconvenient, you don’t have to answer; I’m just curious. My friend said his monthly allowance is 100,000 yuan, so I thought of you.”

He sent an emoji of a panda with a blushing face. “I wanted to ask, how much is Brother’s monthly allowance?”

Chu Yueguang waited reservedly for a while before slowly typing back: “Why are you curious about this?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Because Brother’s family background is so good, your monthly allowance must be beyond imagination, right? Waaaaah, if Brother doesn’t want to say, it’s fine. I’m just curious.”

Chu Yueguang didn’t know how much counted as “a lot” for a monthly allowance. But he understood that compared to Gu Qiuyi’s friend’s 100,000 yuan, his truly was beyond common imagination. Maybe I shouldn’t scare him?

Despite that thought, he merely cut the actual figure in half: “Four million.”

Gu Qiuyi: “!!!!!”

Gu Qiuyi: “DAD!!!!”

Chu Yueguang: “?”