There's Something Not Quite Right With My Lover

The news reports about Mr. Model have finally been suppressed, and the public opinion on the Internet has gradually turned to a better place. The gentle Mr. Model has also returned. I feel that the recent days are very good and very comfortable.

Except for the little girl at the door.

Ever since that day when she learned that Mr. Model was taking care of her, her eyes have been red and swollen, and she asked me every day if the funder treats Mr. Model well, and if she has any eccentricities.

I simply stopped talking.

She replied to herself: President, you don't talk anymore, it seems that Mr. Model is not doing well.Then started crying again.

I always feel that even if I say yes, she will think that I am lying to her.

But I still care about what she said before.

"Besides money, why was I taken care of?" I worked very hard to maintain my image of a ruthless president, keeping the number of words to a minimum.

The little girl looked at me very strangely: "Aside from money, why should I be adopted?"

"If, the benefactor, I want to make him happy..." I stopped, feeling a little dazed, not knowing what I wanted to say.

The little girl slapped the table and stood up: "President! Could it be that the benefactor who kept Li Shaonian, that is, your friend, fell in love with Li Shaonian? So you want to make him happy?"

The gold master is really me...

I was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Did he ask you how to make Li Shaonian happy so as to keep Li Shaonian?" The little girl smiled triumphantly: "Hahahahahaha, I knew it, this is the plot of the novel."

I︰ ……

Obviously Mr. Model doesn't leave by himself.

I kept silent, admitting the first half of the sentence, I just want to make Mr. Model happy and maintain the current gentle personality.

The little girl asked with a gloomy face: "Is he out of ideas?"

I want to bring the topic back now, I think this girl in her 20s who reads online novels every day is not very reliable.

"I have an idea!" The little girl said with bright eyes, "How about booking a movie theater, watching a romance movie, and then..."

Sure enough, I'm ready to go back to work.

"Then! Master Jin will accompany Li Shaonian to eat! Street! Side! Stall!" The little girl shouted loudly.

My eyes lit up, and I quickly recited the rules of the cruel president in my heart, and my face turned cold.

"Why?" I asked.

The little girl took it for granted: "It is written like this in the novel, and there are some details such as helping to tie shoelaces and wearing scarves, which will make the hero look very careful. As for eating street stalls, it shows that the hero is doing things for the heroine. If you don’t hesitate to ruin your own image, you will usually be moved.”

I walked into the office with a serious face and a war inside.

I really want to eat street stalls.

It seems to want to eat stinky tofu.

I really want to eat hot and sour noodles.

But I am a president, I should be sitting in the office wearing a suit, not sitting at a street stall and eating hot food.

I pondered for a long time, constantly recalling my father's teachings, and finally found a sentence that fits my current situation.

——When you have to do something, no matter how difficult it is, you have to do it.

I have to keep the model happy now, or he'll get mad and have sex with me again, and I'll have less hours to work, and so will my money.

Well, I'll just try my best to eat street stalls for Mr. Model.

I am indeed a rich and generous patron.

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