At 7 o'clock, the sky was already bright.
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The temperature in the seaside town was slightly low, the sky a hazy shade of blue-grey, and the coastal road clean and broad.
"Why are you walking so fast? Wait for me!" Shen Jinyue jogged to catch up with Xu Qingyan, "Don't you know to wait for a beauty?"
"Ugh, shoot!" Xu Qingyan kept his hands in his pockets and his long legs created a breeze as he walked, trying not to swear in front of the camera, "I'm already poor enough, and you still make me get up early?"
"Why are you always crying poor?" Shen Jinyue caught up with his pace and asked with a puzzled expression, "How much pocket money do you get every month?"
"Pocket money?"
"Yeah."
"How much do you have?" he countered.
"Ten, a hundred thousand, million... I can't remember how many zeros, but it's enough," Shen Jinyue counted on her fingers, then looked up and asked, "What about you?"
"I..." Xu Qingyan stumbled, "I'm also okay, I guess, less than five million."
"That much?" Shen Jinyue suddenly leaned closer, blinking her almond-shaped eyes, and suddenly grabbed Xu Qingyan's arm to shake it, colliding in silence with her small watermelon.
She looked up, a face full of envy.
"Five million and something for pocket money a month?"
"Six hundred."
Shen Jinyue's face froze, her CPU almost unable to keep up, and the barrage turned into laughter.
"Haha, the kid is naturally dumb, and you're taking her in circles."
"I feel like Jinyue isn't here for the love variety show, she's purely here to make friends, what kind of rich girl talks about pocket money with so many zeros! Isn't she a singing blogger?"
"Fell for it, huh? Jinyue has lots of fans but hasn't monetized it, I bet her family is really rich."
"Is it that exaggerated? It's just fans from a dozen platforms combined, calling that many watered-down fans million-level influencers is just hilarious."
"Yeah, probably bought fans from a rich family's daughter, so fake at one glance."
Xu Qingyan pulled his hand away from Shen Jinyue's embrace, not accustomed to taking advantage of others in front of the camera, privately was a different story. His role in this variety show was to be disliked by thousands, not to be a greasy man.
Even though he was technically wealthy now, his pockets were still empty.
"It's okay, I can treat you!" Shen Jinyue said, "Do you want some? The pictures hanging up there make it look pretty tasty."
"It's not good, whoever eats it is a cutie," Xu Qingyan had recovered his spirits and was giving advice like a sage, "Look, their stall is so new, even their seasoning bottles are professional glass bottles."
"A good top-tier stall always uses a row of screaming soda bottles. Using professional glass bottles like that and barely having a ghost of a line, it's definitely expensive and tastes bad."
"Also, look at that boss's permed hair and the shoes on his feet, more expensive than his stall cart."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jinyue blinked and then pointed to another stall selling crispy pork belly.
"What about that?"
"It's not good, don't eat it, fifty is like going broke."
"What about the 'dirty' bun?"
"Not as good as the tofu pudding. If you're feeling rich, you can give me some," Xu Qingyan leaned on the small table, "and don't ask me if the soy milk next door is any good, it's all nasty."
Before long, the boss brought over a small wooden platter and served up everything they ordered all at once.
With breakfast served, their idle chat came to a halt, as they both bent down and focused on eating.
One couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food and slurped up the tofu pudding as if he had never seen anything like it before. The other thought that eating was a better value for money than chatting with her.
After eating for a while, he looked up to see Shen Jinyue secretly checking her phone and remembered how she was bombarded with comments yesterday when she went out to eat breakfast with him.
"Why don't you ask You Zijun to come out with you for breakfast?"
Shen Jinyue looked innocent, raising her head, "I'm not familiar with them, and they don't like the breakfast here."
Xu Qingyan: "...."
He wanted to say that he wasn't familiar with her either—damn it, she banged on his door early in the morning, and if she kept knocking, wouldn't that be impolite? But seeing her look so pitiful, he thought it was tough to criticize someone who feeds you.
"Then why are you still looking at the comments? Do you want to see how they roast you?"
"No, I'm watching sister Pei's camera," Shen Jinyue blinked, "She went out for a run, seems like she's not far from us."
"Should we invite her to join us?"
Xu Qingyan's face changed, he abruptly stood up, grabbed the unfinished baozi and walked away.
"I have to go, remember, I wasn't here this morning."