My Online Girlfriend Has a Twin Sister - Chapter 144 101: Deception? Lies? Are the Two Sisters Doomed Beyond Redemption?

She sent a voice message that was a full sixty seconds long.

That was the maximum length for Green Bubble, not for Mrs. Chen, so she sent two in a row.

Chen Yuan stared down at his phone screen. Of course, he had no intention of listening to them. He’d stubbornly stuck to his guns, and there was no turning back now.

A trip to Sanya with his girlfriend was definitely better than going home for the New Year to endure his mother’s high-pressure nagging. ‘Dad is a genius!’

In fact, while Chen Yuan was on the phone with his mother, Mr. Chen had already used the opportunity to sneak out to play chess. He probably wouldn’t even be home for dinner, planning to find a noodle shop, order a few dishes, and have some drinks with his friends. He was truly living the good life.

Both of them had bailed. No wonder Mrs. Chen was so furious.

Chen Yuan converted the voice message to text and read it over carefully.

His mood instantly lightened.

His mother’s message was basically: “Fine, go then, you little brat! But I won’t give you a single cent. You’ll have to come home eventually, and we’ll settle the score then.” It was the only powerless threat she could make.

Chen Yuan sighed. In reality, after the New Year’s Eve party last night, he had told Mr. Jiang about the trip. Afterward, 150,000 yuan had appeared in his bank account, and Mr. Jiang had even thoughtfully asked if it was enough…

It was more than enough. He couldn’t possibly waste it all even if he tried.

It was just as Jiang Zhengfeng had always told him: “Son, don’t even think about working hard or starting a business. You couldn’t spend all the money I’ve made in several lifetimes, but starting a business can burn through it in an instant.”

Jiang Zhengfeng genuinely never wanted his son to go down the path of entrepreneurship.

He had no intention of giving Chen Yuan even the small companies he fully owned.

He felt Chen Yuan was too naive and innocent, and it was better that way. Businessmen were always slippery and treacherous.

For as long as he was still around, he just wanted Chen Yuan to live a peaceful and happy life.

Compared to his friends’ sons—who were into drinking, whoring, gambling, and street racing—Chen Yuan was the best son anyone could ask for. He definitely had Mr. and Mrs. Chen’s upbringing to thank for that.

A trip where he didn’t have to worry about expenses and could just enjoy himself—and with his girlfriend, no less. That was the real reason he was so excited.

Jiangg always felt he was young, so she insisted on paying whenever they went out.

As a guy from the north, Chen Yuan had a bit of a macho streak. This time, he was determined to cover all the expenses himself. Of course, now he had the funds to back it up.

Just then, an unexpected knock sounded at his door.

THUMP. THUMP.

The sound was as deep as a drumbeat.

Chen Yuan pulled his gaze away from his computer screen, stood up, and glanced toward the living room. ‘Who could be knocking?’

‘The property manager? Someone collecting the utility bills? Or a neighbor with a problem?’

He couldn’t guess who it was, since his girlfriend always called first before coming over.

Chen Yuan walked to the door, unlocked it, and pulled it open.

Standing before him was a woman in cute pajamas, her hair tied up in a bun with a black strap peeking out over her shoulder. She had a shy smile on her face. No matter how many times he saw her, she was still so beautiful it made his heart race.

“What are you doing here?”

“Young Master,” Jiangg Yao said, tilting her head. Her eyes crinkled as she smiled, the upturned corners of her lips revealing an irrepressible joy. “I’ve been thinking for a long time, and… well… there’s something I have to tell you.”

Behind her, the door to 1301 was clearly open.

It was the first time Chen Yuan had ever seen what his neighbor’s apartment looked like. He snuck a brief glance before his gaze returned to Jiangg Yao’s face.

“Huh? If you have something to say, come inside and tell me.”

“No, that’s not necessary.”

Being taller, Chen Yuan had a perfect top-down view of her delicate, beautiful collarbones.

Jiangg Yao’s limpid eyes widened slightly. Biting her lip, the breathtaking woman began her flawless performance.