Qiao Liuyue kindly reminded her, "Jiaojiao, don’t you have a club activity? Aren’t you going to leave soon?"
As she spoke, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes slightly lifted.
She looked radiant and charming.
Completely different from the gloomy and somber Qiao Liuyue of before.
A flicker of panic stirred in Dong Jiaoyan’s heart.
She didn’t know what she was panicking about.
Yet she sensed, faintly, that something was beginning to spiral out of control.
Just as she was about to think it over, her phone rang.
It was the senior student organizing the mixer calling, asking if she had left yet and urging her not to be late.
Dong Jiaoyan absentmindedly hummed a few replies. After hanging up,
She turned her head to glance at Qiao Liuyue, flashing a fake smile.
"Liuyue, I’m heading out now."
"I’ll come back tonight, and we can talk then."
Qiao Liuyue pursed her lips into a light smile, said nothing, and simply waved her hand.
After Dong Jiaoyan left,
She opened the game interface.
She logged into Dong Jiaoyan’s alternate account, The World’s Cutest Support.
As soon as she went online,
She saw that Thanks, Goodbye was already in a match. She clicked to reserve a spot for the next game.
Soon, she received a rejection from him.
She tapped again.
He rejected again.
This continued until Thanks, Goodbye finished his previous match.
Finally, he entered the game lobby.
But his tone wasn’t great.
Thanks, Goodbye: [Boss, I won’t play for fifty bucks a round anymore. Thanks for your support before, but I have a girlfriend. It’s not really right for me to play games with other girls.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Then why did you play before? Acting like a saint while being a sellout?]
The reply was sharp, completely different from her usual style.
Before, Dong Jiaoyan would hover by, dictating every response, saying what she wanted.
In short, she always came across as soft, adorable, and cute—like a sweet gamer girl.
Xie Linchuan was stunned.
He had tried to be polite, thinking this boss had spent well above market price to hire him for several matches.
Now that he didn’t need the money, he didn’t want to take the gig anymore.
But he never expected such a hostile attitude.
It was like… a different person.
Thanks, Goodbye: [Are you her bestie?]
He recalled that she had mentioned having a friend who deliberately stirs up trouble.
From what he could tell, she wasn’t just bad—she was both dumb and malicious.
The World’s Cutest Support: [This is the friend’s alt account. Before, it was the friend speaking. Now, it’s me.]
Xie Linchuan was even more baffled by this reply.
Thanks, Goodbye: [So you’re ranking up on your friend’s alt? Or are you and your friend messing with me together? Having fun?]
The World’s Cutest Support: [My friend wanted to know what secrets you’re hiding.]
The words were vague.
Very strange.
But Xie Linchuan wasn’t an idiot. Why would her friend want to know his secrets?
If she were a stranger, there’d be no reason.
With that thought, Xie Linchuan minimized the game interface and opened the WeChat account for The World’s Cutest Support, looking through her profile picture and moments for clues.
Soon, he found something.
The background picture—a Q-version meme sticker—was the same one his online girlfriend Jiaojiao always used.
On top of that,
The tone of The World’s Cutest Support also sounded a lot like Jiaojiao.
When they used to play together, she’d occasionally say, "Baby, aren’t I the cutest little support? Praise me!"
Xie Linchuan froze.
Then he put two and two together about the times he had played with this alt account.
It coincided with the periods when he’d said he was busy and hadn’t been gaming much with Jiaojiao.
He wasn’t stupid.
Too many coincidences piling up meant it wasn’t a coincidence.
He hurriedly switched back to the game interface.
Luckily, the person hadn’t left yet.
Thanks, Goodbye: [You’re Jiaojiao’s bestie?]
He cut straight to the chase.
The World’s Cutest Support: [Kind of.]
Thanks, Goodbye: [What’s the deal with you two? Testing to see if I’d be seduced by some rich girl?]
At that thought, Xie Linchuan typed faster, anger creeping onto his face.
The World’s Cutest Support: [I’m just a pawn. As for the rest, I don’t know.]
Xie Linchuan tapped the screen with his fingertip.
Then typed another line.
Thanks, Goodbye: [Then why did you voluntarily expose everything? Are you on bad terms with Jiaojiao? Now I remember—you even said bad things about her before!]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Idiot! You called her an idiot yourself. That’s got nothing to do with me!]
Thanks, Goodbye: [Ha, you’re no real friend. The one who’s actually bad and toxic is you, isn’t it?]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Who knows? Anyway, it’s not me testing my boyfriend.]
Thanks, Goodbye: [You’re just trying to drive a wedge between us, right? You can’t stand to see Jiaojiao happy.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Idiot.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Moron.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [No wonder you’re a perfect match. You two can stay stuck together.]
Xie Linchuan was naturally hot-tempered.
He was impulsive and rash in daily life.
After all, he’d almost gotten into a fight with Dong Jiaoyan mid-game back then.
Hearing these disdainful words, he couldn’t hold back.
Thanks, Goodbye: [Don’t you dare insult my intelligence!]
The World’s Cutest Support: [This whole test has been going on this long. If I hadn’t tipped you off, you wouldn’t have known what was happening even now. And that’s not stupid?]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Do you even have an IQ? A single-celled organism is smarter than you.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [You think you’re some perfect boyfriend, but the second someone throws a little cash your way, you’re gaming with other girls. What a poser.]
Thanks, Goodbye: [What do you know? It’s not like—]
Xie Linchuan stopped mid-sentence and quickly deleted the rest.
He couldn’t let Jiaojiao find out. Not yet.
The World’s Cutest Support: [It’s not like what?]
Thanks, Goodbye: [None of your business.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Tch. I’m logging off.]
Xie Linchuan’s anger was still burning.
Seeing she was leaving, he quickly called out.
Thanks, Goodbye: [Hold on! You’re just going to curse me out and leave? 1v1, you scared?]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Whoever chickens out is the loser’s bitch.]
Thanks, Goodbye: [Loser kneels and apologizes, quits the game, and stays away from Jiaojiao.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [And if you lose? You dump Jiaojiao?]
Thanks, Goodbye: [I knew it—you’ve always been jealous of her.]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Scared, are you?]
Thanks, Goodbye: [Don’t try to bait me. Who’s scared?]
The World’s Cutest Support: [Fine, change the bet then. If you lose, no need to dump Jiaojiao. You’ll be my dog for a month, on-call whenever I want.]
