Her little heart began beating violently. Bei Yaoyue's possessive words made Xifeng's cheeks explode in red. She quickly slapped away Bei Yaoyue's hand and shyly turned her head away, avoiding Bei Yaoyue's gaze full of aggressive intent, muttering quietly: "What do you an 'beco your person'? Don't say such things, I don't fall for that kind of talk."
Although she said this, looking at Xifeng's mouth corners that couldn't be suppressed no matter what, she clearly did fall for it.
Being contrary was Xifeng's old tradition. Bei Yaoyue saw this and couldn't help but smile, but she didn't choose to expose it directly.
"Gas aren't sothing you can just make on a whim," Xifeng looked at the pillow placed by the bedside. "Do you have a plan? What kind of ga would you make?"
Xifeng clearly knew that Bei Yaoyue had no interest in gas whatsoever. Suddenly saying she wanted to make a ga was probably just impulsive words spoken in the heat of the mont. She'd probably stop ntioning it after cooling down in a few days.
"Of course I do." Bei Yaoyue imdiately nodded. "I plan to make a 2D open-world MMORPG. Didn't I play FF14 before? Like that, but with a more 2D art style."
Bei Yaoyue's words made Xifeng both laugh and cry. She knew Bei Yaoyue would definitely say sothing like this, because... Bei Yaoyue had only ever played this one damn computer ga!
How could a dog's mouth possibly spit out ivory? Xifeng estimated that even if she asked Bei Yaoyue to na five ga genres right now, she might not be able to say them accurately.
"You should just give up." Xifeng pursed her lips, half helpless and half disdainful. "You want to make gas? You'd be better suited for charity work."
It wasn't that she was deliberately trying to discourage Bei Yaoyue, but she felt that with Bei Yaoyue's current state, the money invested would probably only produce sothing neither fish nor fowl, ultimately resulting in total loss with all the money thrown into the sea.
Although Bei Yaoyue had money, she couldn't afford to waste it like this. Investnt and entrepreneurship could easily result in total loss if one wasn't careful. How many people who tried to start businesses and create sothing ended up bankrupt and holess on the streets?
However, Bei Yaoyue still had the family business to fall back on. Even if all the money was thrown away, she still had sowhere to go and at least wouldn't starve to death on the streets.
Xifeng's sarcastic words made Bei Yaoyue's brow furrow instantly. She walked in front of Xifeng, looking down at her from above with arms crossed: "What do you an by that? Looking down on ?"
"Yes, looking down on you." Xifeng didn't intend to spare any face. "I think you should give up this idea as soon as possible. I think other things would be OK, but making gas—forget about it."
Reaching out to pinch Xifeng's cheek, Bei Yaoyue said: "What if I make a hit ga?"
"You?" Glancing at Bei Yaoyue sideways, Xifeng didn't hide the disdain and distrust in her tone at all. "If you can make a hit ga, I'll..."
Halfway through her words, Xifeng paused, then obediently closed her mouth. She had gotten carried away with her words several tis before, so she didn't dare speak too definitively anymore.
"You'll what?" Bei Yaoyue raised an eyebrow, pursuing relentlessly.
"Nothing. Anyway, I don't believe you can make a good ga. You don't even play gas—what the hell do you know about gas?" Xifeng pulled down the hand that had been pinching her cheek. "I know more about gas than you do."
"Good." Bei Yaoyue smiled. "Then I'll give you the money, you make it."
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"Aren't you more knowledgeable than ? Then wouldn't it be more suitable for you to make it than ?"
"Are you kidding ?" Helplessly supporting her forehead, Xifeng felt like she was casting pearls before swine. "Just because I know more about gas than you doesn't an I know how to make gas."
Although Xifeng had been playing computer gas since she was three and could be considered a veteran gar, if you asked her to make gas now, she could probably only make Connect-the-Dots and Solitaire.
After all, playing gas and making gas were completely different things, just like how people who like reading novels rarely pick up a pen to write novels themselves.
Similarly, just as people who write novels almost never read novels, people who make gas actually rarely truly play gas.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you. I know what you're worried about." Bei Yaoyue showed a doting smile, sat beside Xifeng, and touched her head.
A warm feeling spread throughout her heart. Under the blessing of the Hand of God, Xifeng, who had no power to resist, imdiately went limp and lay down in Bei Yaoyue's embrace with a slightly pink face.
Head petting was like a key—as long as Bei Yaoyue gently touched her once, Xifeng would imdiately enter gentle mode and beco a little kitten actively seeking affection from its owner.
"Actually, making gas isn't as difficult as you imagine. The problems you're worried about aren't really problems." Bei Yaoyue lowered her head and gently kissed Xifeng's cheek, watching her gradually reddening cheeks with even more amusent. "We just need to hire people and give general design directions. Specific ga types, worldview, art style, character design, and such can be left to more professional people below us. After all, making gas is teamwork, not one person's job."
"Mm..." Xifeng murmured quietly. The constant comfortable feeling from her head had already made her surrender. She had lost her previous aggressiveness, and now whatever Bei Yaoyue said was what it was—she wouldn't have any doubts.
What? The sun is square? Of course the sun is square! What are you talking about!
"Actually, I've been thinking about this for a long ti." Bei Yaoyue said gently. "Although artwork can bring considerable inco, it also takes up a lot of my ti. So I've been thinking lately—is there a way for to have plenty of free ti while still maintaining good inco?
"Because only this way can I give you the happiest life while staying by your side every day.
"Later, I thought of it—invest and beco a boss. It's a simple idea, but also the most practical one."
"Mm..." Responding quietly, Xifeng slowly opened her eyes and looked at Bei Yaoyue with seductive eyes: "Then why specifically make gas?"
"Because you like playing gas." Bei Yaoyue smiled faintly. "Making a ga you like to play while also earning money—isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"
"...You're so clever." Xifeng muttered quietly, but undeniably, Bei Yaoyue's words made her heart increasingly warm.
"I've already decided that no matter what this ga is like, I'll set up two characters in it—one called Bei Yaoyue and another called Xifeng.
"Then in the plot setting, the two are lovers who deeply love each other, until death do us part."
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