Until the live stream ended.
Yi Liuyue never took the initiative to ask to add WeChat.
Normally, for big gift-giving "big brothers," streamers are supposed to do private maintenance after going offline.
And Zhou Che waited for the private message from her.
But there wasn't one?!
He was completely dumbfounded.
A big spender who could drop two hundred thousand in gifts in one session, and she wasn't even tempted???
Could it be playing hard to get?
Zhou Che just felt like a caterpillar was crawling in his heart, very itchy and irritating.
Yet he couldn't swallow his pride to send the first message.
He was distracted even when logging into the game for the guild battle that night.
In the guild's game voice chat.
Yaochuan's voice was magnetic and steady.
But the words he spoke were quite sharp.
"Weimian, are you asleep? Just now when the enemy launched a big move, what were you standing there dumbfounded for?"
"Good thing Wanwan healed you, or you'd have been sent back to the city already!"
Wanyue Wanwan's mic indicator lit up.
Feng Xiaoman's voice was clear and crisp: "It's fine. As long as I spam my skills fast enough, I guarantee Weimian won't die."
Zhou Che snapped back to attention.
"Thanks, Sister-in-law Wanwan."
Then he started a new topic:
"Bro, do you believe in love at first sight?"
A snort of laughter came from Yaochuan's mic.
"What? Infatuated with some Douyin streamer again?"
"You're always hot for just two or three days. I think you're purely motivated by looks."
Zhou Che frowned, speaking very seriously:
"No, this time feels different."
Yaochuan: "Well, you're gullible and have money to burn. Just be careful not to get scammed."
Zhou Che snorted, clearly not convinced.
"I'm not that stupid."
"If you could get scammed, I definitely wouldn't!"
Yi Liuyue wasn't that kind of person.
If she really wanted to scam his money, why wouldn't she privately message him to add WeChat?
...
The next morning.
Returning from her morning run, Jiang Liuyue saw Feng Xiaoman sitting at the dining table, in front of which were fragrant millet porridge and several varieties of Cantonese dim sum.
She was slightly surprised.
"Morning, Xiaoman."
"Morning, Liuyue!" Seeing her, Feng Xiaoman put down her chopsticks and waved her over. "Come on, join me for some. I feel too guilty eating all this alone."
Jiang Liuyue walked over, pulled out a chair beside her, and sat down.
She looked curiously at the table full of breakfast.
"Didn't you used to skip breakfast?"
Feng Xiaoman had been waiting for this question.
A look of happiness and shyness appeared on her face.
She blinked, her voice crisp:
"I love sleeping in and always skip breakfast."
"Yaochuan says it's a bad habit, and over time it can lead to stomach problems."
"So, he ordered all this for me."
"I told him I couldn't eat this much, but he said since it's his first time ordering, he doesn't know what flavors I like, so I should pick what I want and just throw away the rest."
Feng Xiaoman patted her little belly annoyingly, scolding herself:
"But I have a big appetite, and it feels wasteful to just throw good food away."
"Perfect timing, Liuyue, you can eat with me."
Looking at the extra pair of chopsticks Feng Xiaoman handed over.
Jiang Liuyue took them with an easygoing smile.
"Sure, then I'm in for a treat this morning."
"Yaochuan is really good to you."
Hearing the last sentence, Feng Xiaoman couldn't help but let the corners of her mouth curl up, unable to suppress her smile.
She added:
"He even said he'll keep ordering for me tomorrow, but I quickly refused."
"Besides, he's so busy managing his company. His free time after work is spent playing online games with me. How could I bear to make him worry about this?"
"So I've decided to go for morning runs with you starting tomorrow, and buy breakfast downstairs afterwards."
"I'm going to be disciplined!"
As she spoke, she clenched her fist, putting on a show of cheering herself on.
Jiang Liuyue naturally agreed.
"Then tomorrow at six, I'll call you to start the run?"
"...Six o'clock?!"
Hearing how early it was,
Feng Xiaoman, who was full of energy a moment ago, instantly deflated like a punctured balloon.
Jiang Liuyue nodded.
"The morning air is good, and there are fewer people."
"Can we make it just a little bit later?" Feng Xiaoman put her hands together in a pleading gesture.
A helpless smile appeared on Jiang Liuyue's face.
"How about six-thirty?"
"Deal! Thanks, Liuyue, you're the best friend ever!" Feng Xiaoman's eyes immediately regained their sparkle.
The two chatted as they ate breakfast.
After stuffing the last shrimp dumpling into her mouth, Feng Xiaoman let out a satisfied sigh.
Standing up, she patted her slightly protruding belly.
A hint of regret crept in again.
She accidentally ate too much once more.
Her weight loss plans kept hitting obstacles.
But it's okay, starting tomorrow she can run with Liuyue. She will definitely lose weight.
And meet Yaochuan in her best shape.
Thinking of this, a happy smile returned to Feng Xiaoman's face.
...
Just ten minutes into the live stream that night.
Jiang Liuyue noticed that "Weimian Ye" had entered the live broadcast room.
She waited until she finished singing a song.
Then greeted:
Welcome Young Master Ye to the live stream. Good evening.
[Weimian Ye: Not good.]
"Hmm? What's wrong? Did someone upset you?"
The girl in front of the live streaming screen smiled radiantly.
Jiang Liuyue was wearing a white off-the-shoulder slip dress today. Her porcelain-like skin and clearly defined collarbones were on display, and she wore a pair of elegant pearl earrings.
Her eyes curved into smiles, a mix of mature charm and intellect.
[Weimian Ye: Don't you know in your heart?]
Jiang Liuyue covered her lips, shaking her head in apparent surprise.
"I don't know."
“Other 'wifey's' in the live broadcast room, do you know why Young Master Ye is upset?”
[Liuyue, is it because you still haven't added Young Master Ye on WeChat?]
[Young Master Ye: I hate that you're as dense as a block of wood.]
[Hahahahaha, the live stream is getting exciting right from the start today.]
Jiang Liuyue stared seriously at the live stream comments.
She even read them out word for word.
Then, she looked up.
Softly asked:
"So, Young Master Ye wants to add my WeChat?"
He responded quickly.
[Weimian Ye: I do not!]
[Weimian Ye: I don't!]
[Weimian Ye: ...What I mean is, there's no need to add you.]
"Okay, don't worry."
“Young Master Ye can just enjoy the live stream. I won't add your WeChat, and I definitely won't bother you.”
Jiang Liuyue showed a very understanding smile.
The live stream's bullet screen was filled with waves of "hahahaha" laughter.
Zhou Che listened to the cold words coming from her mouth.
He was really about to be infuriated!
So frustrated!
How could there be such a clueless woman.
Couldn't she tell he was deliberately saying the opposite?
Was she feeling embarrassed?
A streamer with emotional intelligence at this point should give him an out, take the initiative to offer to add him.
Why wasn't she following the script?
Zhou Che's mind was filled with all sorts of calculations, but in the end, his pride won out and he replied.
Weimian Ye: I'm going to other live streaming rooms.
As soon as he said this.
The other little fans in the live broadcast room got anxious.
[Don't go, Lord Ye!]
[Yeah, yeah, our Sister Liuyue sings really well.]
[Stay and play with us.]
Reading these messages made Zhou Che feel much better.
He thought to himself, even her little fans had much higher emotional intelligence than she did.
The next moment,
He heard Yi Liuyue say,
"Young Master Ye, don't go."
He couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth turn up.
He knew she couldn't bear to see him leave.
As soon as the words left her mouth,
She then said,
"Listen to me finish this song before you go."
Zhou Che: "...!!!"
I hate that she's as dense as a block of wood.
