Playing My Player Boyfriend

Chapter 4 A Small Test

I decided to test it and be the first to strike, using Account One.

Pure Girl: I made a fool of myself today...

Late at night, Account One made her belated entrance.

Daniel hurriedly asked: What happened?

Pure Girl: My friend had a birthday party and invited us to have a meal at a high-class restaurant. When I ordered steak, I said I wanted it cooked to eight parts done... They all laughed... and I only just found out why from my friend."

I tried to be self-deprecating and lonely, like a pitiful pure girl.

Daniel: First time eating steak?

Pure Girl: Yeah. After all, a steak costs me a week's living expenses.

Daniel immediately transferred five thousand dollars. 

Daniel: It's normal. After you've had it a few times, you'll be able to fake it.

Pure Girl: Ah? That's not right, is it?

Daniel said domineeringly: You have to go three times this week and write me an experience report this weekend.

He was so bossy, and I loved it. The feeling of being blinded by money was just too good and exhilarating. It was on par with the pleasure Daniel's body gave me. Just then, one of the other accounts lit up. Hardworking Girl came online.

Daniel: How was your day?

Hardworking Girl: I went to the breakfast shop to help at 4 am, went to school at 8 am, worked part-time at the rice noodle shop at the school gate at noon, started handing out flyers at 5 pm, worked at the tea house from 8 pm to 12 am, and just got back to the dorm.

Daniel: Are you tired?

Hardworking Girl: Not tired. I firmly believe that the harder I work, the luckier I get!

Daniel: You're busy as a spinning top all day. How much money can you earn?

Hardworking Girl: Quite a lot. A little over two hundred dollars in a month, and five thousand dollars, in a year! I'll be a millionaire. I'm going to be rich!

Daniel was a little speechless. Then he transferred fifty thousand dollars.

Daniel: Don't wait a year. I'll make your dream come true now.

Hardworking Girl: No way! I can't take your money. I want to rely on my own two hands!

Daniel: I didn't say it was for free. From tomorrow onwards, you'll have dinner with me every day, just treat it as a part-time job.

Without waiting for Hardworking Girl to reply, Daniel domineeringly sent his location.

Daniel: This restaurant, seven o'clock in the evening, don't be late.

'Damn it! He is trying to climb into bed so soon! How thirsty is?' I wondered. Realizing that I was getting caught up in my own emotions, I quickly patted my face. 'Get a grip! In the face of my career, love is nothing!' I warned myself. Besides, I would have to face him offline sooner or later. 'So be it! Let's do this!' I thought,

The real battle was about to begin, and I was both nervous and excited, unable to sleep well all night. The next day, I deliberately asked Daniel to have dinner with me after work. He said he had something to do and then transferred me some money.

Daniel: Be good. I'll order you takeout, whatever you want.

I pretended to be nonchalant. 

I: No need, I'll make arrangements.

Then, I quickly touched up my makeup and took a taxi to the high-class restaurant he had chosen. 'Sugar Daddy, I'm here!' I wondered.