Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

She sent many private messages to the Moshang backend, but they all disappeared without a trace, and she received no reply.

As the top donor, she had given him a considerable amount of money, yet he hadn't even replied to a single private message, which infuriated her. Even though she had given the money willingly.

"Ahem, sorry, I really don't check private messages much." Wen Mochen coughed lightly, feeling inexplicably guilty.

To be honest, he never reads private messages. Firstly, there are too many, and it's a waste of time to read them all; secondly, he rarely accepts business collaborations, and those who need them contact his assistant directly. He doesn't like to have much interaction with his fans.

Hearing Wen Mochen's words, Song Qingyin rolled her eyes, taking advantage of the fact that no one could see her.

“So that’s how it is, now you know.” Song Qingyin paused, a sly smile flashing in her eyes, “Shouldn’t you make it up to me?”

“I don’t want you to give me anything. Just give me the rose petal cakes you made today, as well as the rose petal cakes, snowflake cakes, and pear mille-feuille cakes from last time.”

After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party still didn't say anything, he immediately said, "I'm willing to buy it, I'll pay for the shipping, just name your price."

Song Qingyin's tone revealed her urgency. Although these things could be bought elsewhere, she had tried them all before. They either looked good but tasted mediocre, or they looked ugly and tasted barely acceptable.

She is extremely picky about food, and when she finally finds something that catches her eye, even if she hasn't tried it before, the food at Mo Shang is the most exquisite. It's rare to find something that really impresses her, so she's naturally unwilling to miss it.

Besides, for her, problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all, although such actions may seem incomprehensible to others.

"Are you still not satisfied with these? Or do you have any requests? Just tell me."

Song Qingyin frowned, feeling irritated by the lack of response, and her tone revealed her displeasure.

Realizing that his pause had caused a misunderstanding, Wen Mochen quickly explained, "No, it's just that these are fine for short-term storage, but if the transportation time is too long, it will affect the taste."

“That’s alright. I’m in Beijing, and your location also shows Beijing. Same-city delivery will arrive in a few hours, or I can send someone to pick it up.” Afraid that Wen Mochen would change his mind, Song Qingyin hurriedly said.

"Okay, send me your address via private message in a bit and I'll mail it to you. Also, starting today, after each live stream, I'll randomly select ten lucky viewers to receive the desserts I made during the live stream. The lucky viewers can leave their addresses via private message and I'll have someone mail them to them."

"Today, in addition to Qingshui, I will draw ten more lucky viewers. You can type your account name in the bullet comments and I will take a screenshot randomly."

Since a precedent has already been set and Qingshui's request has been agreed to, let's simply use a lottery to get everyone involved, which can also increase fan engagement.

Upon hearing this news, netizens who were just discussing in the live chat that the "Qingshui Boss" was actually a woman and apparently a foodie immediately started spamming their names in the comments.

After watching the live stream for so long, many people are drooling with envy. Just watching but not being able to eat it is almost a fatal blow to foodies.

Moreover, this method can also be used to test whether Mo Shang has genuine talent.

While some people have expectations, others will naturally speculate in the dark. However, everything will depend on how everyone receives the items.

Upon receiving a satisfactory reply, Song Qingyin immediately sent the address to Mo Shang via private message.

Knowing that he didn't have some of the items yet but would send them to her later, she closed the chat window with satisfaction. In a great mood, she gifted him a few more airplanes, then sent several large red envelopes in the group before leaving the live stream.

I stretched out a long yawn, closed my eyes, and relieved the soreness caused by staring at the electronic screen for a long time.

"Host, I'm back." Qingyu's cheerful voice rang in her mind.

After Qingyu was upgraded, it seems to have become more user-friendly.

"Hmm, I understand." Song Qingyin's tone was somewhat nonchalant.

[Host—, don't you welcome me back?] The little voice sounded pitiful, making one's heart soften.

"Well, welcome back?" Song Qingyin spread her hands, responding with an innocent expression.

[No sincerity at all. 】

Sensing Qingyu's low spirits, Song Qingyin chuckled softly, "[Any changes after the upgrade?]"

Upon hearing the question, Qingyu immediately shook off her gloom and began to enthusiastically introduce her new changes.

[Host, the points from the last world were really generous; I leveled up five levels in one go. However, the points required for leveling up after that were always more than the last. It definitely won't be as easy as this time.]

[Hehe, but I trust the host. By the way, the system shop is now open, and the system has also given away a set of furniture. Should we put it in the system space?]

Upon hearing Qingyu's introduction, Song Qingyin immediately became interested and opened her backpack in the system store. However, when she saw the set of furniture that was being given away, her lips twitched.

Calling it furniture is an understatement; it's more like a few planks of wood glued together to make a chair, a wooden table, and a wooden bed—extremely rudimentary.

The only consolation was that there was a light bulb that automatically floated up and stopped in the center of the system space as soon as it was taken out, emitting a warm yellow light.

Okay, something's better than nothing.

By the light, I glanced at the system space and finally saw it clearly. It was a small house of about 20 or 30 square meters. There was no ceiling, and I couldn't see any walls. The floor under my feet was also dark.

I browsed through the system's store and found that the selection was quite complete, including flooring, wall coverings, various decorations, lighting fixtures, sofas, beds, and even appliances—everything you could want.

Unfortunately, they all require points to purchase, and some of the nicer, more upscale items require an upgrade before you can buy them.

After looking at it for a while, Song Qingyin silently closed the system shop; she didn't have a single point left.

Is that all?

[And another thing, I can now provide the host with the entire plot without the host triggering it. Furthermore, my monitoring range has expanded, and I can even broadcast the situation of the male and female leads to the host, making the experience more immersive and enhancing the host's overall experience.]

[And most importantly, host, I can have a physical body now. Although I can only move around in the system space for now, as long as you work hard, one day I can enter the small world with you.]

Watching Qingyu diligently open his attribute panel, sure enough, the body section was no longer grayed out and unlocked, but instead showed various appearances, such as rats, cats, bulls, tigers, etc. However, each picture had a small lock on it, indicating that he did not own it.

At the very front, there is a lit-up image, a fluffy white sphere, like a ball of yarn.