Chapter 89: You People Really Have No Shame

"Who is Old Wet?"
"If you don't know, just ask. Which subject does she teach?"
"The one upstairs is clearly an elementary schooler. Focus on your studies, stop poking around. Old Wet teaches biology. She retired ages ago."
"Kids born after 2005 and 2010 are so pitiful nowadays; they can't see any of the good stuff."
"True, true. By the way, can someone kindly share some more study materials? I don't have enough to learn!"
"Baidu Cloud link: 14vfhl*****mblkhj, extraction code: 18cm, contains a 40GB torrent, help yourself if you want it."
"The last time I downloaded 40GB of news broadcasts, I still haven't finished watching them. Damn it, I'll trust you one more time. If you're fooling me, may you never find a seasoning packet in your instant noodles for the rest of your life."
The chat room was ablaze with conversation, and Brother Wang handed his phone back over.

The photo showed a girl with a mature, elegant vibe, strikingly beautiful—nine out of ten, with big, flowing curls.
Don’t ask what "big curls" means; if you do, it means two.

"Her name is Wang Meili, twenty-two years old. Bro, you'll sit at the table behind me later. If I need your help, I'll give you a signal," Brother Wang instructed.

Bai Qingming nodded and took his seat.
Honestly, he was getting excited, feeling as if he were about to meet his online crush in real life.

Not long after, Bai Qingming heard a voice from Brother Wang’s table.
"Are you Brother Wang?"
Hearing someone speak, Bai Qingming turned his head and saw a woman twice as heavy as Brother Wang.

Her face was thickly coated with powder—so pale it was unsettling. She had to be at least fifty years old.
Just to clarify, Bai Qingming meant no disrespect; he simply couldn’t fathom why this woman wore black stockings.
Her thighs were thicker than his arms, and the stockings strained under the weight. Not only did they lack any allure, they left Bai Qingming with a severe psychological scar.

From that moment on, he suddenly felt that black stockings were no longer divine; none of them held any appeal anymore.
Whenever he thought of black stockings, those thick legs would loom in his mind, impossible to shake off.
Wasn’t that absurd?
Bai Qingming was ready to hit someone.

"Who are you?"
On the other side, Brother Wang was taken aback by the sight of the hefty woman.
"I'm your fan! I watch your streams all the time."
As soon as she spoke, Brother Wang let out a sigh of relief.
Damn, she scared him. He thought this was the online girlfriend he’d been waiting for, and he’d been catfished.
Turns out, that wasn’t the case—thank goodness.

But then, the woman grinned widely.
"Gotcha! Actually, I am the one you're waiting for!"
"Well? Surprised? Excited?"
"Darling!"

It was their first meeting, and she greeted him with such familiarity.

Brother Wang was stupefied.
He glanced at the photo on his phone, then at the woman before him.
"You’re Wang Meili? Then who’s the woman in the photo?"
"That’s me, too. Don’t I look like the photo?"
Brother Wang was speechless, unable to accept it.
How could she possibly resemble the photo?
Did she think he was blind?

Behind him, Bai Qingming couldn’t help but laugh, unkind as it was.
It wasn’t intentional; he just remembered something amusing.
For example, on the way there, he saw a herd of sows lining up to fall into a sewer.

The chat room overflowed with expert commentary.
"Damn, this woman reminds me of Lady Qiaobiluo!"
"No need to share study materials anymore, brothers. Suddenly, I don’t feel like studying."
"Study? Hell no!"
"Online love is fleeting; when it crashes, it's a funeral pyre!"
"A moment of silence for Brother Wang!"
...

Sure enough, Brother Wang’s real-life meetup didn’t disappoint the viewers.
The plump woman immediately tried to hug and kiss him, but Brother Wang dodged swiftly.
So, she pouted and sat across from him.
Instantly, a heavy sense of oppression washed over him.

"Darling, didn’t you say on the phone you had a surprise for me? What is it?"
"Ahem."
After coughing to ease the awkwardness, Brother Wang couldn’t help but say, "Don’t take this the wrong way, I’m just curious—you said you’re twenty-two?"
That was what she’d told him on WeChat.
Naïve Wang believed her.

"I was just teasing you. Actually, I’m fifty-two!"
She seemed rather proud of it.

In Bai Qingming’s livestream, the viewers heard everything loud and clear.
"How old is Brother Wang? Almost thirty? Don’t worry—older women are gold, older by thirty, they give you a kingdom!"
"Women at thirty are wolves, at forty tigers, at fifty they can suck up dust from the ground!"
"Having an elder at home is like having a treasure!"
"No need to say anything—legendary, that’s all!"
The viewers’ jokes kept coming.

Meanwhile, Brother Wang was thoroughly flustered, his expression like he was wearing a mask of agony.

Seeing this, the plump woman became a bit displeased.
"Should I leave?"
"Huh?"
Brother Wang hesitated, torn inside.
"Should I leave?"
She repeated.
Brother Wang fell silent.

In that moment, he couldn’t help but recall their WeChat chats, where he’d affectionately called her "baby"—only to discover she was a tank.
Especially knowing that Bai Qingming was streaming, Brother Wang grew increasingly angry and uncomfortable.
Not only had he been deceived, but so many viewers had witnessed it. How humiliating.
He couldn’t swallow his pride; he had to recover his dignity.

"Don’t leave, you’re already here. Let’s order some food," Brother Wang said.
He’d made up his mind—he’d only order the most expensive dishes, eat his fill, then excuse himself to go to the restroom and leave the bill for the woman. He’d really get her back this time.

With that thought, Brother Wang felt much better.

Hearing his words, the woman’s eyes lit up and she beckoned the waiter.

"Madam, what would you like?"
The waiter addressed her respectfully.

She pushed the menu toward Brother Wang, gesturing for him to order.
Hearing the title "madam," Brother Wang was stunned again.

"This restaurant is yours?"
"This whole street belongs to me."
The plump woman—or rather, Wang Meili—replied.

In an instant, Bai Qingming’s livestream chat exploded.

"Damn, so she's actually a hidden tycoon?"
"Brother Wang is about to strike it rich!"
"Rich, my ass! Even if she’s loaded, looking like that, would you want her?"
"Ever heard the saying? Good looks are common, but interesting souls are rare. Clearly, she’s one of those unique souls!"
"You lot have no limits. I wouldn’t want her. Oh, by the way, streamer, I have a friend who wants to know: If Brother Wang doesn’t want to be with this auntie, could you help him get her contact info?"
"Same question!"
...

No one could say why, nor explain it.
Suddenly, Brother Wang found the woman before him somewhat pleasing to the eye.