At the villa, Auntie quietly went about cleaning, occasionally sneaking a glance at the person on the sofa.
Sanzi was so furious that he smashed his cup onto the floor. “What the hell is she trying to do?!”
Auntie stared at the shards of glass on the floor: …
The assistant was speechless. What else could Little Train be trying to do? Didn’t Sanzi know perfectly well himself?
The assistant frowned. “She’s a girl, Sanzi. Go coax her a little. At the very least, she’s spent so much money on you.”
The rent for the villa was due again, and Little Train hadn’t renewed the lease. The landlord had already come knocking.
Sanzi held back his anger. “We’ve known each other for years. Do I really have to coax her like I did that new big sister? She knows perfectly well that I haven’t made any money lately!”
The assistant sighed. “Either pay the rent yourself, or act cute and soften up to Little Train. She likes you so much that if you use a slightly nicer tone, she’ll forgive you, Sanzi.”
Sanzi stared silently at the screen of his phone.
At that moment, Little Train was lying blankly in bed, hugging her quilt.
She hadn’t gone out in a long time. She had been Sanzi’s biggest supporter even before he became popular.
Back then, Sanzi had cared about her deeply. He had even remembered her period down to the smallest detail. He celebrated every holiday with her. Whenever she had conflicts with her family or friends, he would comfort her. He had even taken her back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year…
But after he became famous, he grew more and more impatient with her. In the end, whenever she sent him gifts, he would pretend not to notice them, afraid that his other big sisters would be unhappy.
“Once, Stinky Dog got sick, and I was afraid he wouldn’t take his medicine. I had to force it into his mouth every time, and he would scold me after swallowing it.” A clear female voice came from the phone.
Little Train buried herself in the quilt and asked in a muffled voice, “Would the dog bite you?”
There was a smug note in the voice on the other end.
“He wouldn’t dare bite me. I was always the one biting him. But later I realized he could actually take his medicine by himself. He likes eating everything.”
Little Train let out a quiet laugh. “No wonder your golden retriever scolds you.”
Just then, a series of pattering footsteps came through the phone.
“Stinky Dog, bark a few times!”
“Whine… awoooo…”
“Oh, come on, that’s not barking. You usually love to bark, don’t you?”
“Whine, whine… awooo… whine…”
Listening to the sounds on the other end, Little Train couldn’t help smiling.
Meanwhile, Ji Zhaoxi was exhausted to the point of collapse. Stinky Dog refused to bark and simply placed his toy in front of her, signaling with his eyes for her to throw it.
Ji Zhaoxi had no choice but to keep tossing the toy into the garden while continuing her phone call with Little Train.
Hearing her panting, Little Train asked softly, “Are you playing with your golden retriever right now?”
She sat up and pulled open the curtains. The dim room immediately brightened.
Ji Zhaoxi’s voice filled the room.
“Yes, yes. Every time I’m on vacation, my job is to play with Stinky Dog…”
Holding her phone, Little Train walked over to the sink. She sighed as she looked at the person in the mirror, then interrupted Ji Zhaoxi.
“Xixi, let’s stop here for today. Next time you have a PK battle, I’ll make sure you come in first.”
She was genuinely grateful that Ji Zhaoxi had kept her company for so long. But she also knew that the emotional support a streamer provided had to be funded with money.
There was a pause on the phone. Ji Zhaoxi sounded a little embarrassed.
“Little Train, you don’t have to come next time I have a PK battle. That was just a reward for the Carnival gifts you sent me before.”
Little Train hadn’t responded to Ji Zhaoxi for a long time, and only replied today. So Ji Zhaoxi had decided to return all those benefits to her.
Otherwise, after accepting so many Carnival gifts from her, she would feel too guilty.
After the call ended, the room instantly fell silent. Little Train’s phone kept ringing, with WeChat messages constantly popping up.
“Little Train, I was wrong before. I’m sorry. I got too carried away. I’ve regretted it so much these past few days. Out of all my fans, you’re the only one who truly treats me sincerely.”
“You asked before why I was so cruel to you. It’s because I considered you the person closest to me. People always lose their temper with those closest to them. I’ll control my temper from now on. Can you please answer my call?”
“I really do love you… I know you don’t believe me, but you’re the only person I’ve ever taken back to my hometown. I’m starting my livestream again tonight. If you forgive me, come watch me. I don’t need you to send me gifts. Even if you do, I won’t accept them.”
The news that Sanzi would be livestreaming that evening immediately spread throughout the streaming world. The company had already arranged for promotional accounts to start hyping the event, and the topic had even made it onto the trending searches. His livestream room was sure to receive a massive amount of traffic that night.
All the big streamers were waiting to ride Sanzi’s wave of popularity.
But Sanzi had only one goal that evening: to test Little Train’s attitude. Besides getting her to start sending him gifts again, he also wanted her to pay his rent.
While the stylist worked on Sanzi’s makeup and outfit, Sanzi continued playing games. His assistant stood nearby, looking helpless.
“Sanzi, you haven’t livestreamed in so long. At least learn some of the latest hand dances. Otherwise, you won’t even understand what people are talking about later.”
Sanzi frowned. “Why bother learning? I’ll just play the pity card later.”
The assistant: …
His fans cursed him every day, blaming the assistant for not making Sanzi learn the dances, when Sanzi was clearly the one refusing to learn.
What a miserable life. The assistant didn’t earn much, was constantly cursed at by fans, and even had a completely upside-down schedule.
At last, the evening’s prime streaming slot arrived. Ji Zhaoxi was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open; the company had forced her to go live at the last minute.
“A good streamer never lets any traffic go to waste!”
Someone from the company had delivered the line with great enthusiasm.
Ji Zhaoxi adjusted her equipment as waves of fans poured into the room.
If she had known she would be livestreaming that night, she wouldn’t have spent the afternoon playing with Stinky Dog. He had played himself tired and was now sleeping in his bed, while she still had to work.
“Good evening, everyone.” Ji Zhaoxi adjusted her beauty filter and greeted the viewers in the chat.
“Good evening, Xixi! You look so beautiful today! [heart-eyes]”
“Why are you livestreaming today? Damn that company!”
“Are you going to battle Sanzi today? The tension is intense…”
“Student on duty here! Let’s see who dares insult my favorite streamer!”
“Xixi, can you connect with Lin Zhehan? [hands clasped over heart]”
“The CP fans are dying!”
“Are CP fans not fans? Are you going to give back the money they spent?!”
Ji Zhaoxi finished adjusting the camera angle. Dozens of IDs bearing glittering special effects entered the livestream room.
“L has entered the livestream.”
“L2 has entered the livestream.”
“Qinqin has entered the livestream.”
“L3 has entered the livestream.”
“Sanzi’s Little Train has entered the livestream.”
…
Ji Zhaoxi stared silently at the big sisters who had entered the room. After a moment, she ventured cautiously, “We’re just having a normal livestream today, right…?”
Why had all her big sisters shown up? She hadn’t even asked them for help in advance.
