"Ding ding" text message rang. Shi Wenqiao jumped out of bed. He picked up his phone and opened it. It was a reminder of the arrival of 150,000 yuan in funds. Shi Wenqiao's hand holding the phone trembled in a daze. This was the third amount of money received this month, and he had successfully captured three silly women one after another. With a monthly income of 500,000 yuan, the money came so quickly and easily, which made him happy but also a little worried. Shi Wenqiao stared at WeChat thoughtfully for a while, then quickly clicked on a woman's WeChat avatar - blocked and deleted, skillfully and in one go, followed by the second, third... After deleting the three women's WeChat, Shi Wenqiao hurriedly clicked on his own WeChat privacy settings and closed the "Add my method - mobile phone number - WeChat ID" column. "In this way, you will never find me again..." Shi Wenqiao breathed a long sigh of relief at the mobile phone screen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his quiet and cunning smile looked particularly weird in the midsummer night sky.
