My Virtual Girlfriend-Chapter 409: Yang Rou Discovers the Secret...

At such a critical moment, Chen Yan certainly couldn’t just blindly guess what Yu Qiao Qiao was thinking.

Given the choice to read a book, why would he throw an eraser instead?

Therefore, without hesitation, he turned on his "inner headphones."

Although Yu Qiao Qiao hadn’t clarified the whole story in her thoughts, Chen Yan still roughly "heard" Yang Nuan Nuan’s skewered logic.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit of a headache.

This girl, Yang Nuan Nuan, why does she always stir up trouble for herself?

If she had her mother’s capabilities and was as considerate, things would be better.

Even if she could just flatter him behind his back like her mother did, she wouldn’t always be such a bother.

While internally complaining, Chen Yan pondered his next move.

He didn’t want to deceive Yu Qiao Qiao, but he also didn’t want to disappoint her.

After a moment, an idea came to him, and he said, "Qiao Qiao, are you worried that I am too impressive for you to handle? So I would go out and find other women?"

Hearing Chen Yan ask so directly, Yu Qiao Qiao couldn’t help but nod pathetically.

Chen Yan laughed and held her, then said, "If that’s the reason, you can rest assured. I won’t look for other women."

Upon hearing Chen Yan’s assurance, Yu Qiao Qiao immediately felt relieved. She couldn’t help but lean her head against Chen Yan’s chest.

Listening to Chen Yan’s steady heartbeat, Yu Qiao Qiao felt incredibly at peace.

She whispered, "Chen Yan, it’s so good to have you."

Chen Yan smiled, patting her head, and responded, "Me too."

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Meanwhile, at the cozy moment between the two, at Yang Nuan Nuan’s home.

Yang Nuan Nuan sat at the dining table, biting her pen, looking at the information about Chen Yan that she had extracted from Yu Qiao Qiao.

Yu Qiao Qiao, that naive girl, of course couldn’t outsmart Yang Nuan Nuan, the cunning fox. She spilled everything about Chen Yan—his dimensions, timings, you name it—completely.

Even now, Yang Nuan Nuan remembered the scene when Yu Qiao Qiao described Chen Yan’s size before her.

Yu Qiao Qiao looked at her two hands with her watery, large eyes, spreading them apart, "This big, no, even bigger. This much. Hmm... maybe a bit more. Anyway, it’s frighteningly huge...."

Thinking about the space between Yu Qiao Qiao’s hands, Yang Nuan Nuan’s face flushed red.

My goodness... like a giant lobster.

Although Yang Nuan Nuan’s conversations were often bold, her writing was risqué, and she knew a lot about human biology.

But... Yang Nuan Nuan was definitely still a pure maiden.

She just became quite interested in these topics after hearing some rumors about her parents, so she went out of her way to learn a lot.

To be precise, she had theoretical knowledge, but no practical experience.

However, now that she had firsthand information about Chen Yan, Yang Nuan Nuan was quite thrilled.

Because she felt that with this information, she could understand Chen Yan better and conquer him. And even... include it in her novels.

After all, this was authentic, real-life material, not the fraudulent info she gathered online: Hmm... during this period, she included in her novel what she read online about "a man lasting 2 hours each time, five times a night", and nearly got blasted by her readers.

Many readers said that Yang Nuan Nuan mustn’t have any experience to write such outrageous stuff.

She thought that including Chen Yan’s escapades in her novel would surely save her from such criticism!

Eight-pack abs, hugging someone felt like hugging a rag doll, lobster-sized, forty minutes, two or three times a night. Bright and energetic the next day!

This, now this is real life!

While dwelling on these thoughts, Yang Nuan Nuan kept on scribbling and drawing.

She didn’t know how much time had passed as she wrote until she was sleepy.

Glancing at the clock, she realized it was already 11 p.m.

So, she took a bath, climbed into bed, and drifted off to sleep.

And half an hour after she fell asleep,

the door suddenly made a "click-clack" sound as someone unlocked it.

Shortly, the door opened. Her mother, Yang Rou, who had just finished work, swung by to check on her daughter.

Since noticing some changes in her daughter, Yang Rou had become somewhat concerned about Yang Nuan Nuan.

So, although Yang Nuan Nuan had moved out and Yang Rou was busy with her work, she still made time to check on her daughter from time to time.

Entering the dark room, Yang Rou got a question mark above her head.

’Did Nuan Nuan not come back? Or is she just asleep?’

Thinking this, Yang Nuan Nuan turned on the nightlight and headed to Yang Nuan Nuan’s room.

Yang Nuan Nuan, who loved her sleep, was already deeply asleep, not realizing even when her own mother arrived.

Yang Rou reached the side of Yang Nuan Nuan’s bed and observed her for a while, letting out a faint sigh.

During this period, she had clearly noticed changes in Yang Nuan Nuan.

She seemed colder, more profound, more calculative, and even more devious– just like... herself when she was younger.

She didn’t know whether this was the exposure of Yang Nuan Nuan’s hidden personality over the years or a sudden transformation due to some incident.

But as a mother who wasn’t good at expressing herself, all she could do was worry internally, uncertain how to communicate her concern.

That was one of the reasons she kept visiting Yang Nuan Nuan.

However, seeing her daughter fast asleep, Yang Rou carefully tucked in the corners of the blanket and stood up to leave.

But just as she was about to get up, her hand accidentally touched a notebook on the bedside.

Seeing the notebook almost fall to the ground, afraid it would wake Yang Nuan Nuan, Yang Rou quickly grabbed one end of the notebook.

Picking up the notebook, Yang Rou intended to close it and place it back next to Yang Nuan Nuan’s pillow. But at that moment, under the faint light, the name "Chen Yan" caught her attention.

’Chen Yan?’

’Why would Nuan Nuan’s notebook have something about Chen Yan?’

With that thought, Yang Rou glanced at Yang Nuan Nuan and, feeling a bit guilty, took the notebook to the hallway to read it.

It felt very much like a mother flipping through her daughter’s diary.

She swiftly read the content Yang Nuan Nuan had recorded and was left stunned.

It contained various measurements, capabilities, and details about Chen Yan.

She couldn’t quite believe it.

Could it be... her daughter and Chen Yan??

That seemed improbable.

She hadn’t heard anything from her daughter, nor from Chen Yan.

All at once, Yang Rou felt somewhat estranged from her daughter and from Chen Yan, too.

She carefully returned to the room, placed the notebook back by Yang Nuan Nuan’s bed, then sat down in the living room, sinking deep into thought.

Upon reflection, Yang Rou realized that her daughter indeed had some peculiar connection with Chen Yan.

For example, the two of them had already been friends before her knowledge.

Additionally, Yang Nuan Nuan had taken it upon herself to take over the liaison work with Chen Yan, frequently going to report to him.

Furthermore, Chen Yan sometimes inquired about Yang Nuan Nuan.

As thoughts creep in unbidden,

With this preconception, Yang Rou’s fears compounded as she pondered more.

She suddenly linked Yang Nuan Nuan’s resignation, moving out of the house, and leaving the company.

Just a short while before Yang Nuan Nuan’s departure, Chen Yan had personally called the company’s finance department, requesting a salary raise for Yang Nuan Nuan and Yu Qiao Qiao.

Connecting this with the notebook filled with measurements and performance, Yang Rou couldn’t help but wonder... did it involve some unspoken workplace rule?!

The more she thought, the more anxious Yang Rou became.

She wanted to wake up her daughter and ask. But being naturally tongue-tied, she didn’t know how to broach such a sensitive, embarrassing topic with her daughter.

So, after thinking it through, she decided to find an opportunity to subtly broach this topic with Chen Yan.

Even if it angered Chen Yan, so what? She was prepared to have a falling-out with him!

Although her heart admired Chen Yan, liked him... that was still her daughter! Her own flesh and blood!

She never imagined that she and her daughter would become entangled with Chen Yan.

For a moment, she felt utterly inadequate as a mother!

.......

While Yang Rou was lost in her wild musings, at Qin Island University, in the girls’ dormitory.

Since Yu Qiao Qiao and Yang Nuan Nuan had left the dorm, only Zhao Ying and the three little ones were living there.

Lying on the bed with her legs crossed, hands propped behind her head, Zhao Ying felt a bit bored.

After the novelty of the new semester wore off, she started to find campus life a little dull again.

Especially with Yang Nuan Nuan gone and Yu Qiao Qiao absent, she felt even more bored. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

’Qiao Qiao now goes home to rest whenever she’s not in class.’

’I don’t have anyone to hang out with.’

But then, thinking about the comfortable days spent at Yu Qiao Qiao’s home, a light bulb went off in Zhao Ying’s head,

’How about I go hang out with Qiao Qiao tomorrow morning?’

’Laze around her place, watch TV, mooch off her food! Isn’t that more fun than going to school?!’

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While Yang Rou was lost in her wild musings, at Qin Island University, in the girls’ dormitory.

Since Yu Qiao Qiao and Yang Nuan Nuan had left the dorm, only Zhao Ying and the three little ones were living there.

Lying on the bed with her legs crossed, hands propped behind her head, Zhao Ying felt a bit bored.

After the novelty of the new semester wore off, she started to find campus life a little dull again.

Especially with Yang Nuan Nuan gone and Yu Qiao Qiao absent, she felt even more bored.

’Qiao Qiao now goes home to rest whenever she’s not in class.’

’I don’t have anyone to hang out with.’

But then, thinking about the comfortable days spent at Yu Qiao Qiao’s home, a light bulb went off in Zhao Ying’s head,

’How about I go hang out with Qiao Qiao tomorrow morning?’

’Laze around her place, watch TV, mooch off her food! Isn’t that more fun than going to school?!’

’Qiao Qiao now goes home to rest whenever she’s not in class.’

’I don’t have anyone to hang out with.’

But then, thinking about the comfortable days spent at Yu Qiao Qiao’s home, a light bulb went off in Zhao Ying’s head,

’How about I go hang out with Qiao Qiao tomorrow morning?’

’Laze around her place, watch TV, mooch off her food! Isn’t that more fun than going to school?!’