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Chapter 130 Crime in the Mother Electricity

As he spoke, Ning Xiuyang prepared to hang up the phone.

"Don't hang it!"

Shen Youyou clutched her phone tightly to her chest like a kitten guarding its food, her eyes filled with suspicion and wariness. "You answered it in front of me! I want to hear what my mom wants with you!"

The memory of Zheng Yulu seeing her mother and Ning Xiuyang at the mall a while ago resurfaced in Shen Youyou's mind.

My mother, in particular, has mentioned Ning Xiuyang many times.

However, Ning Xiuyang did not seem to know that Shen Yourong was his mother.

Seeing her like this, Ning Xiuyang knew he couldn't avoid the call today. He sighed helplessly in his heart, but could only pretend to be calm and nodded: "Okay, I'll answer it. Don't overthink it."

He took the phone from Shen Youyou, took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and coughed lightly twice at the same time, almost imperceptibly.

"Cough cough."

The video call connected, and Shen Yourong's gentle and beautiful face immediately appeared on the phone screen. She seemed to have just taken a shower, wearing a silk nightgown, her jet-black hair casually draped over her shoulders, and under the light, her skin was so fair it seemed to glow.

"Sir, are you... busy?" Shen Yourong heard Ning Xiuyang cough and keenly sensed something was wrong, so she asked tentatively.

"Yeah, I was out talking to a friend about something." Ning Xiuyang's tone was calm, but his eyes were a subtle warning not to say anything out of line. "What did you want to see me about? Is it about the contract?"

He emphasized the words "friends" and "signing a contract".

"Yes, yes, yes!" Shen Yourong immediately understood and quickly followed up, "Sir, it's Zhengyang Media that you told me about last night. I'd like to ask when would be the most convenient time for us to sign the contract?"

"Three o'clock this afternoon, I'll have my assistant contact you then," Ning Xiuyang said quickly.

"Okay, sir~" Shen Yourong replied softly, but she clearly didn't fully understand Ning Xiuyang's situation. Looking at her beloved's handsome face on the screen, she couldn't help but want to say a few more caring words, "Then, sir, please go ahead with your work. Don't overwork yourself, take care of yourself, it will worry me..."

"beep--"

Before she could finish speaking, Ning Xiuyang swiftly hung up the video call.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Shen Youyou sat blankly on the bed, her mind a complete mess.

Sir? Or someone else?

Why does her mother address a man in such a...so humble yet intimate way?

And another thing, a contract? Zhengyang Media? What's that?

After a long while, she finally found her voice, her gaze turning to Ning Xiuyang with a complex expression: "What...what happened?"

She knew very well that her mother's success in the live streaming world was entirely due to a wealthy patron named "Yang Dingtian." This "God Yang" had almost single-handedly propelled her mother from an unknown streamer to a streamer who now had hundreds of fans watching her every time she went live and was generating stable revenue.

Is it...

An absurd and terrifying thought arose in her mind.

"You...you're the 'Yang Dingtian' from my mom's live stream?" Shen Youyou asked with a strained voice.

"Yes." Ning Xiuyang did not deny it. Seeing Shen Youyou's shocked expression, he decided to play along and act out the script he had prepared long ago.

He put his phone aside, walked to the bedside and sat down. He reached out to take Shen Youyou's hand, but she dodged him.

Ning Xiuyang didn't mind, and continued in a tone that was both somewhat emotional and incredulous: "I just thought your mother worked very hard on her live streams and that it wasn't easy for her to support the family, so I just gave her some support. But I never expected... that she would actually be your mother."

He feigned surprise perfectly, his brow furrowing slightly, his eyes filled with a dramatic sense of coincidence: "You and your mother... share the same last name? I've never heard you mention your family before, I had no idea you two were connected. What a coincidence!"

He paused, looking into Shen Youyou's still suspicious eyes, then a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. In a tone that suggested he had discovered a shocking secret, he summarized, half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"It seems we were born to be a family."

These words were like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples in Shen Youyou's heart.

family?

What does he mean by "family"?

Does it refer to herself, him, and her mother as her "mother-in-law"? Or does it mean... he harbors those filthy thoughts about both her and her mother? Has he already... already... given his mother...

The thought of that possibility made Shen Youyou's heart clench, and her face turned pale.

She dared not think any further, feeling a sudden dizziness.

Ning Xiuyang keenly noticed the change in her expression and immediately realized that his words had misled her. He quickly and "urgently" explained, "Youyou, don't misunderstand! What I mean is, you see, I pursued you at school from the beginning, and then by chance, I met Auntie online and became her number one fan. Isn't this fate arranged by God? It's destined that I will become your man, and Auntie will become my mother-in-law. We are destined to be family!"

This fatalistic explanation, with its undeniable domineering yet romantic tone, precisely strikes the softest spot in a young girl's heart.

Yes, if it weren't for fate, how could it be such a coincidence?

He pursued himself amidst the vast sea of ​​people, and among countless live streamers, he chose to support his own mother.

This kind of plot, which only appears in novels, actually happened to me.

Even though Shen Youyou still harbored countless doubts, Ning Xiuyang's "destined by fate" statement caused her previously solid psychological defenses to crack. Her mind was in a mess, and for a moment she even forgot about the questions she had initially asked her roommates.

Seeing her tense face gradually soften, and her eyes change from wary and suspicious to confused and shy, Ning Xiuyang knew that the time was almost right.

He bent down again, and this time, Shen Youyou did not push him away.

He gently kissed away the moisture from the corner of her eyes, and whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice, "Youyou, don't think too much about it. We're a match made in heaven."

Warm lips moved down, and the girl let out soft sobs, her body going limp.

The temperature in the room rose sharply again.

However, just when Ning Xiuyang thought everything was going smoothly and was preparing to take the final step, Shen Youyou regained some of her senses. Her whole body stiffened, and she gripped the bed sheet tightly with both hands.

"No..." Her voice was barely audible, yet it carried an undeniable determination.

Ning Xiuyang paused, his face filled with impatience and confusion, his voice trembling slightly: "What's wrong now that things have come to this?"

"I...I still can't get over that hurdle in my heart."

Shen Youyou blushed and turned her head away, not daring to look at him. "I...I have to find out exactly what...what's your relationship with my mom! Otherwise...I can't..."

Seeing her embarrassed yet stubborn expression, Ning Xiuyang felt a surge of lust rising in his lower abdomen. His face was full of discomfort, and he said in a strange tone, "Miss, you've already provoked me to this extent, and now you think you can just run away without putting out the fire?"

Shen Youyou blushed deeply at his explicit words, feeling as if she were being steamed alive. She stammered, barely daring to look up, "Then...then...at most, we'll use something else...no...we can't go in!"

"What else?" Ning Xiuyang teased her deliberately, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"You!" Shen Youyou was both embarrassed and angry. She glared at him reproachfully with her watery eyes, then buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled, "Stop making fun of me! Don't you boys all... don't you all... take care of yourselves like that? I... I'll help you, okay?"

She felt her cheeks were so hot they could fry an egg on them.

"Anyway...anyway, not today! Absolutely not! Otherwise, I...I'll never be able to face my mom again..."