novelhk Chapter 198 : Sichuan Girl: Stop Talking, I Plead Guilty
Chapter 198 : Sichuan Girl: Stop Talking, I Plead Guilty
Chapter 198: Sichuan Girl: Stop Talking, I Plead Guilty
At Miss Yuan’s villa, Old Comrade Yuan had just returned home. As soon as he sat down, Mrs. Jiang came down from upstairs and asked, “Well? Was Xiao Lin’s stuff real?”
Upon hearing this, Old Comrade Yuan nodded with a smile. “You won’t believe it—now I’m curious where that kid got so many good things.”
“Oh? So you’re saying they’re actually valuable?” Mrs. Jiang became interested.
Old Comrade Yuan poured himself a glass of water and pointed to the two porcelain boxes on the table, smiling. “Today, I specifically asked someone authoritative to take a look. They said both are top-notch items—especially that inkstick. It’s an antique, an imperial piece no less, so it’s valued as a collector’s item. That person’s also a collector and offered five hundred thousand on the spot.
As for the ink paste, even though no one can tell who used it, it’s obviously old—at least a few decades. But its price isn’t low either. For that box Xiao Lin had, the offer was four hundred thousand.”
Mrs. Jiang was stunned. “Seriously? I checked online, and there were ones going for tens of thousands at most.”
“Who knows? We’re not experts. Since someone’s willing to pay that price, there must be a reason. Every circle has its collectors,” said Old Comrade Yuan.
For him, money wasn’t the issue—what mattered was quality. He couldn’t afford to let shoddy goods delay his business, which earned him far more.
“Then should we round it up for Xiao Lin?” Mrs. Jiang suggested.
Hearing that, Old Comrade Yuan gave his wife a side-eye. “You see? Typical woman’s thinking—stingy. If someone’s offering that price, either they like it or they can resell it for profit. Rounding up might not even cover Xiao Lin’s actual loss.
Besides, think about your reputation, our daughter’s relationship with him, and my father’s dealings with that kid later on. A bit more generosity never hurts.
Anyway, with these two items, I’ll visit and seal that project in a couple of days. This money’s nothing in comparison.”
Mrs. Jiang thought about it and found the reasoning sound. Besides, Lin Mo’s massage skills were something she might rely on again. The kid had trusted them enough to hand over such expensive things without even asking for a deposit—that was no small gesture.
“How much are you planning to give then?” she asked.
Old Comrade Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, then said, “Double it and round it up. These two pieces are easily worth over a million, especially that inkstick—it has collector’s value. The offer of five hundred thousand doesn’t do it justice. I said yesterday I wouldn’t let Xiao Lin suffer a loss, so I can’t go back on my word, can I?
Oh right, where’s our daughter? Call her down—we’ll discuss it together.”
“She’s upstairs sleeping—hasn’t woken up yet. I’ll go call her,” Mrs. Jiang said, heading upstairs.
Old Comrade Yuan glanced at his watch and sighed—it was already afternoon. His daughter’s habits really worried him; sleeping by day and staying up all night.
Meanwhile, at Sichuan Girl’s apartment—
“Jie-jie-jie, jie-jie-jie!”
Class Monitor Wang Jing and He Xiaoyue stood with arms crossed, laughing wickedly.
And the “Sichuan Girl”—no, actually Li Shiya—was curled up on the sofa, trembling in fear. The scene looked like two bullies about to harass a poor innocent woman.
Lin Mo and Wang Chu leaned against the refrigerator, each holding a can of iced cola, watching the drama unfold with great amusement.
Most importantly, they hadn’t even spilled the secret—Sichuan Girl exposed herself. Who else could she blame?
Lately, Sichuan Girl had been running wild under the alias Li Shiya, never once caught. Her confidence had swelled.
She thought as long as she didn’t speak, no one would recognize her as a man. But today, she met a freak of nature.
He Xiaoyue had found something familiar in Sichuan Girl’s facial features, and with one subtle reminder from the class monitor, the truth came out.
After all, the four guys in Lin Mo’s dorm were close. With Old Zhao working off-campus, the remaining three were inseparable—just like Wang Jing and He Xiaoyue.
But when such a big incident happened, there was no sign of Li Chuan—and that beautiful face looked oddly familiar—so He Xiaoyue instantly pieced it together.
Li Shiya’s alternate identity: exposed +2.
“L-Ladies, could you at least let me go change first?” Sichuan Girl stammered.
Both shook their heads in unison.
He Xiaoyue: “Change? Why? You look perfect! Total goddess!”
Wang Jing: “Exactly! I’ve never been this close to such a gorgeous beauty before—I have to take a good look.
By the way, how did you do that makeup? Teach me! And your legs—are they really that thin?
I always thought you just had delicate features, but who knew you could pull off a woman this well? Wait—you’re from Sichuan, right? Guess that’s local talent!”
Lin Mo and Wang Chu nearly burst out laughing. Local talent indeed! The land of comedians truly raised sharp-tongued people—pure natural talent.
“Come on, I can’t change, can’t leave—what are you two planning to do to me? Just make it quick, please, don’t mess with me, Monitor,” Sichuan Girl said helplessly.
The two women simply kept staring, making him feel even more uncomfortable. Lin Mo and Wang Chu had only given him a few curious glances at first—they didn’t stare like this!
People said women were less lustful than men—he didn’t believe it before, but now he did. The look in their eyes said they’d devour him if they could.
“What do you mean, ‘make it quick’? We’re not eating you. It’s just rare to have a big influencer in our class! No wonder Wang Chu and Lin Mo never mentioned your account—you were hiding a bombshell all along. By the way, you three used to share a dorm, right? Don’t tell me you two couldn’t control yourselves at night and forced poor Sichuan Girl to move out!” He Xiaoyue said, glancing mischievously at the two men.
That’s right—the moment they realized they couldn’t hide it, the two had confessed everything about Li Shiya’s account. The girls were stunned.
They even began to doubt their own womanhood. Was Li Chuan the real “girl” here?
A man, with makeup on, could look that stunning. What did that make them—Zhang Fei with PMS?
Pfft! ×2
Lin Mo and Wang Chu spat out their cola at the same time. Lin Mo coughed twice and said, “Cough, cough—hey, hey, that’s slander! Sichuan Girl moved out because it was inconvenient to stream in the dorm. As for me—I moved out ‘cause I’m dating. Once you’re in a relationship, who still stays in the dorm?”
Even if they didn’t believe it, he preferred to use Liu Rushuang as a cover—it sounded more logical than admitting he stayed up late shopping online.
“Oh right! I forgot about that! Wait—since you look like that, why buy inflatable ones? Just look at yourself in the mirror!” He Xiaoyue exclaimed.
Wang Jing instantly took two steps back, looking at Sichuan Girl with suspicion.
Honestly, it wasn’t impossible. Like in that movie Never Say Die—once the man turned into a woman, didn’t he immediately want to go to the women’s bathhouse?
Sichuan Girl wasn’t transformed, but she sure looked like one. If she didn’t strip, who could tell? She might’ve gone to a women’s restroom!
“Hey! Don’t wrong me! I didn’t! Lin Mo—Lin Mo, testify for me!” Sichuan Girl shouted.
“Cough.” Lin Mo stepped forward solemnly. “To my knowledge, my client might have mental issues—but he’s kidney-deficient. He’s currently on herbal treatment. As for that ‘inflatable’ item you mentioned, it was merely women’s clothing. Now tell me, how could someone who’s kidney-deficient, and prettier than most women, possibly go to a women’s restroom?”
He Xiaoyue retorted, “Because of inner inferiority and distortion! Studies show that such people are repressed and more prone to deviant behavior.”
Lin Mo: “My client also suffers from hormonal imbalance and late-stage kidney deficiency.”
Sichuan Girl: “Stop talking! I plead guilty! I bought the inflatable one!”
Lin Mo: “...”
At that, Sichuan Girl glared at him, looking utterly defeated.
“I wanted you to defend me, not expose me! If you keep this up, I might as well die! You’re like the real-life ‘Legal Maverick’—Zhang Yida, Snake—you’re an undercover agent from the other side, aren’t you?!” he yelled.
At this point, whether or not he was labeled a pervert didn’t even matter—he just wanted to prove he was a normal man, both in preference and in function.
“Hey, I tried! You told me to stop, didn’t you?” Lin Mo shrugged helplessly.
Wang Jing and He Xiaoyue laughed so hard they nearly fell over. They hadn’t expected such bonus entertainment today.
Fortunately, they weren’t too harsh, and since they all knew each other well, Sichuan Girl soon accepted her fate.
“So, you’re a big influencer now, huh? Must be earning quite a bit each month—so jealous. At least you don’t have to job hunt like us,” He Xiaoyue said.
Li Chuan, now back to his normal self, replied, “The income’s alright. Just… can’t let my family know yet. They don’t know I’m doing this.
I plan to save up and buy a place of my own. Once I’m financially free, I’ll either retire from streaming or change my content. Otherwise, it’ll be hard to find a girlfriend later.”
Though his hometown was more open-minded, his niche was still too unconventional. Facing a future in-laws’ questions would be a hurdle.
And if he had a kid one day, what if the child asked, ‘Why is my dad sometimes Dad and sometimes Auntie?’
Sichuan Girl was realistic. Internet fame didn’t last forever—better to make money now. His career path couldn’t go on forever; in a few years, he’d either pivot or retire. That’s why, after learning about Lin Mo’s drawing skills, he’d begun preparing early.
He was not only creative but also proactive.
“So, what kind of girls do you like?” He Xiaoyue asked curiously.
Sichuan Girl: “At least someone who looks like my female persona—Li Shiya.”
Everyone: “...”
He Xiaoyue: “Then you’d better stay single.”
No kidding—Li Shiya’s looks were top-tier among women. In all these years, Lin Mo had only met one woman comparable to her—Rushuang Empress.
Honestly, Sichuan Girl’s standards were pure wishful thinking.
“I mean, even if she’s not as pretty as Li Shiya, half as much would do. Otherwise, I just can’t kiss her!” he said, spreading his hands helplessly.
Class Monitor Wang Jing thought for a moment. “Hey, you’re a streamer, right? You could find someone in the same field—there are tons of beauties online.”
“Forget it. I’m in the industry; I know it too well. Sure, there are good girls—but I can’t tell them apart,” he replied, shaking his head.
“Well, whatever. You should focus on how to shut our mouths for now,” He Xiaoyue said with a sly grin.
With no way out, Sichuan Girl finally agreed to treat them to Haidilao hotpot. Who told him to slip up today? Might as well consider it spending money to ward off misfortune.