I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!
Chapter 472 - 162: Baby Qing, promise me, don’t be a girl turtle!_4

Chapter 472: Chapter 162: Baby Qing, promise me, don’t be a girl turtle!_4

There’s definitely some disappointment.

"Okay, let’s pinky swear. You can still play games, but don’t spend another penny on this company, can you do that? And stop talking about Ke Jin all the time, believe me, none of your friends around want to hear his stories. Anyone of us could buy him out a million times over." While speaking, her best friend sent her a pinky promise emoji on WeChat.

"Um..." Yuan Qiaoqing hesitated while looking at the pinky promise emoji.

At that moment.

A breaking news notification suddenly popped up on her phone.

It was from a Weibo account she’d specially followed, with the ID—Top Player’s Chief Designer·KJ

She nearly subconsciously clicked on the status update.

As the contents of the Weibo post came into view, Yuan Qiaoqing’s eyes instinctively widened and her cherry pink lips parted slightly in surprise.

"Wow... he apologized to me, he unblocked me, and he even sent me an... exclusive Goose Duck Kill limited skin, and the skin’s name is Miss Goose!" Yuan Qiaoqing’s tone became instantly excited!

"..." Her best friend was rendered speechless by her words.

"Are you serious, Baby Qing, you let yourself be bought over just by an exclusive skin? Just by a frivolous apology? Top Player can create hundreds, thousands of those skins if they want to. And isn’t there a possibility that he’s apologizing to you as a player because the situation got out of hand, not to you as a girl, understand?"

"But... he’s never apologized to other players before." Yuan Qiaoqing recalled.

And indeed, he hadn’t.

She seemed to be the first player Top Player had ever apologized to.

"I’m speechless... Didn’t we just agree Ke Jin is like a scumbag who uses you when he needs you and kicks you to the curb when he doesn’t?" Her best friend, fearing Yuan Qiaoqing would relapse into her fanatical state, quickly tried to intervene.

"But, but, I think your analogy isn’t quite appropriate. Everything I’ve done was voluntary, not forced by him... He probably doesn’t even know, so it can’t really be said that he’s kicked me to the curb, can it?"

"Weren’t you just saying the opposite? Sigh, there’s no saving you." Her best friend sighed deeply: "Baby Qing, promise me you won’t be a fawning girl, okay? Lickspittles end up with nothing. The plight of female lickspittles is even worse; they end up losing everything."

"Can’t he just take me along to make a fortune and we both gain fame and wealth... No, wait, what am I saying, I’m definitely not going to be a lickspittle, I’m just being realistic!" Yuan Qiaoqing was unhappy at being called a lickspittle.

Lick?

Where have I licked!

What behavior of mine comes off as licking him?

That’s a joke!

"Fine, ’realistic’ Baby Qing, just play the games normally from now on. Let Top Player develop however it wants, and you just support like a normal player without using your ’In the Name of the Father’ powers to help him. Is that okay now? Wasn’t the last lesson enough? Do you need him to do it again before you’ll face reality?"

"Don’t worry! I can handle that!" Yuan Qiaoqing said, and promptly sat up from the bed.

Her fair little feet slipped into cute bunny slippers, and she pattered over to her computer desk with a ’clatter, clatter, clatter’ sound.

She logged onto Top Player’s official website quickly to see if the unblocking was really true.

And sure enough, it was all sorted!

But everything was too late.

Just as her best friend had said.

I refuse to be a lickspittle!

It’s always those lickspittle girls in the news who end up pitiful, tricked by jerks into losing everything. How sad that is.

Am I, Baby Qing, that foolish?

No! Way!

Suddenly, a highlighted personal email popped up.

[Dear ’Stewed Goose in Iron Pot’ player, we deeply apologize for the inconvenience caused by an internal operation error affecting your gaming experience. As compensation, we’re providing you with an exclusive 20% discount coupon for Top Player. From now on, any game purchases or charges you make in any Top Player game will enjoy a 20% discount. This coupon is unique to ’Stewed Goose in Iron Pot,’ UID: 410****. Please do not use it for improper purposes such as lending, renting, or selling accounts, as this will result in permanent account closure. Wishing you a pleasant gaming experience—Top Player’s Chief Designer, Ke Jin.]

After glancing through the content,

Yuan Qiaoqing’s eyes instantly widened even more, and her pupils trembled slightly.

Then gradually, they began to shine with a blossom-like radiance, as if spring flowers were blooming.

Her delicate face was filled with utter joy, and she couldn’t stop her smile from lifting upwards.

Her bright eyes curved into crescents.

"He did that wrong, too... and then there was that incident... so, all things considered, you understand what I’m saying, right? Listen to my advice, really don’t." Her best friend was still giving a lecture over the phone.

But the next moment, an excited shriek came through the phone, nearly bursting her best friend’s eardrums.

"Ahhhh! Ke Jin just sent me a private message! He’s giving me a discount! And it’s unique to my account! He didn’t even announce it, but told me quietly! This means he’s maxed out the privileges for me!! See, I knew it, he has me in his heart!"

"I can’t talk now, I’m going to see if there’s anything I can help with Ke Jin’s company recently! Maybe I can get Deng to give him a hand!!"

With that, she hung up quickly.

Leaving her best friend dumbfounded, listening to the ’beep, beep, beep’ from the phone.

It took a long while to react.

"Dammit... You two are really meant for each other! I suggest you lock that bastard up and make a perfect couple! A pair of crazies both breaking all the rules!" Her best friend ground her teeth in frustration, wishing she could knock some sense into her.

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To write a good book, the groundwork is a must-have.

Some events that need to appear later, if already mentioned beforehand, won’t feel abrupt when they make their entrance later on.

So.

Let me lay the groundwork today for taking the day off on the 19th, so when it comes and there’s no update, no one will be surprised, right?

(Finals on the 19th! This once a year event, I just can’t miss it, guys! Requesting days off three days in advance!)