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"Aooo …" Xu Yulong looked at the loose coins on the table and couldn't help but pout his mouth while frowning prettily. "What should we do?"

He had a total of twenty-eight coins left. He only needed twenty-five yuan for a simple lunch. However, he still had two more days before his salary would be paid. How would she live her life?

She fiddled with her cell phone for an hour, then summoned up her courage and punched in the number.

"Aiya, heh, I was joking." Xu Yulong's face immediately turned red. Stupid Xu Yulong was like this every time. As long as Tang Siyao gave her some 'good looks', she would forget about her identity.

"Then I'll be working first. Bye bye." Xu Yulong didn't dare to say anything else. He was afraid that Tang Shiyao would hate him, so he quickly pressed down the button.

Woo woo … * Why was she always so stupid? Xu Yuhong regretfully pounded the table.

But she really liked Tang Shiyao. She couldn't meet him today, so what should she do?

For Xu Yulong, who loved Tang Siyao as a part of himself, to not see him even once a day was truly torturous.

Tang Siyao and Xu Yonghong were university classmates for four years. Xu Yulong had been Tang Siyuan's follower for four years.

When she finally graduated, she couldn't get into the Don's company, so she had to take a step back and become a clerk in a small company near his.

She didn't have any lofty ambitions. The only goal that could motivate her was to catch up to Tang Shiyao, marry him, and live a blissful and sweet life with him.

Even though he had been in university for four years, Tang Shiyao didn't seem to like her at all. He came from a rich and powerful family, and even when he raised his hand, he gave off the air of a gentleman.

Meanwhile, Xu Yulong had seized on his' unwillingness' to continue 'pestering' himself after graduation.

But he had already graduated half a year ago. Every day, she would go see him in the name of sending him free food, making it so that he didn't have enough for his own living expenses.

Just thinking about it made him sad.

Xu Yulong lifted his head from the crook of his arm, his face full of disappointment.

"Tang Shiyao, oh Tang Shiyao, what do you want me to do?"

Everyone's love may be different, but the performance of this lovesick disease is similar.

When her colleagues came to call her for dinner, she was listless and showed no interest.

If he couldn't find his male god, then his life would truly be as lonely as the snow. Xu Yulong sighed once again.

'Ding! 'A message came on his phone's WeChat message.

Xu Yulong took out his phone and casually opened WeChat.

"AHH!"