After picking up the clothes, Ye Chuan took Wang Yanran straight home.
The moment they stepped inside, a familiar scent instantly enveloped them. Wang Yanran felt as if her breathing had suddenly become smoother, every pore on her body tingling with delight.
"What are you standing there for?" Ye Chuan noticed Wang Yanran lingering at the doorway with a blissful expression and waved her in to sit down.
Wang Yanran quickly followed, only to spot a familiar figure curled up on the sofa, dozing off in front of a TV drama.
It was Lan Xiaoke.
She was wearing a loose pink nightgown, her legs stretched lazily—though it looked more like an oversized T-shirt, leaving a portion of her shoulder exposed.
"Hmm?" Perhaps because Wang Yanran had begun absorbing spiritual energy, she suddenly sensed that Lan Xiaoke’s aura was stronger than hers.
How could this be…?
The first time they met, Lan Xiaoke had been nothing more than a timid girl who could only whimper. Yet in the blink of an eye, she had surpassed Wang Yanran in strength.
No, not just surpassed—she was far stronger.
"Did you sweep the floor?" Ye Chuan pinched Lan Xiaoke’s chubby cheeks as he scolded her for lazing around.
"Mmmmph~" Lan Xiaoke’s head wobbled as Ye Chuan shook her, her muffled protests barely coherent.
"Ye Chuan, you’re back?" Once she realized it was him, Lan Xiaoke slowly floated up, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She absentmindedly scratched her back under her clothes before finally noticing Wang Yanran standing there.
"Eek! Intruder!" The moment she saw Wang Yanran, Lan Xiaoke immediately darted behind Ye Chuan to hide.
It seemed the trauma from the electric chair was still fresh, making Lan Xiaoke unable to accept Wang Yanran’s presence.
"Hsss!" She even started hissing like a cat.
"Uh…" Wang Yanran had met Lan Xiaoke several times by now, but she hadn’t expected the girl’s wariness to remain so high.
Still, since Lan Xiaoke was Ye Chuan’s companion, she couldn’t exactly complain.
Besides, with Lan Xiaoke’s current strength, Wang Yanran’s talismans would be useless against her.
"Enough." Ye Chuan patted Lan Xiaoke’s head before asking, "Has Qianshuang come out today?"
"Nope." Lan Xiaoke had actually peeked into Bai Qianshuang’s room earlier but didn’t disturb her when she saw her meditating. "She’s been live-streaming her cultivation! Her viewership is crazy high!"
Ye Chuan pulled out his phone and checked Bai Qianshuang’s stream. Compared to the middle of the night, her live audience had now reached 20,000!
"No way…"
The chat was flooded with small but countless gifts, adding up to a substantial income.
Ye Chuan sighed.
"I wish I could get gifts like that too."
Most viewers seemed to be keeping track of Bai Qianshuang’s meditation time, marveling at how long she could maintain it.
[Bro, how many hours has it been now?]
[No clue, she was already meditating when I joined. I slept a whole day and she’s still at it.]
[Feels like an AI effect. No way this is real.]
[I was here from the start—she’s been sitting for almost a full day.]
[Damn, my neck hurts just from scrolling my phone for a bit.]
[Probably a pre-recorded loop.]
The chat buzzed with speculation, though many had already dismissed Bai Qianshuang as a digital effect.
Then, after nearly a day of silent cultivation, Bai Qianshuang finally stirred. Her eyelids fluttered slightly before she slowly opened her eyes.
The moment she did, the already frantic chat exploded—
[HOLY SHT SHE MOVED!]
[Wait, wasn’t this a fake stream? Or is it still fake? Who sits like this for a whole day?]
[Pfft, I once took a 30-hour hard-seat train ride.]
[Yeah, but you could at least shift around. She didn’t move a muscle.]
[OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]
The chat went wild as everyone noticed how ethereal Bai Qianshuang looked upon waking—like a celestial fairy from legends!
But Bai Qianshuang’s focus wasn’t on the phone. She stopped circulating her energy and instead groped around the nearby table until she found a bag of chips.
[LMAO she was just hungry!]
[Of course she is! I’ve been watching—she hasn’t eaten anything.]
[You sat here watching her meditate all day? That’s even more boring.]
[Boring? She’s made thousands in gifts today. How much did you earn being ‘not bored’?]
[She’s so pretty though, where’s she from?]
Like a little hamster, Bai Qianshuang crunched through the chips under the gaze of 20,000 viewers before finally remembering something and glancing at her phone.
"Phone…" She leaned closer, only now noticing the barrage of comments.
"Huh?"
The sheer volume of messages seemed to overwhelm her.
Were all these people…
her audience?
Why were there so many?
"Ah…" Bai Qianshuang’s eyes darted across the screen, struggling to keep up.
"Hello." Her cool, clear voice sent the chat into another frenzy.
[Wow, her voice is amazing too!]
[Is this what they call an ice-queen voice?]
[Meh, my spicy-stick bubblegum voice is better.]
Bai Qianshuang checked the time and realized Ye Chuan had returned.
"Thank you. Goodbye." She spoke softly to the phone before ending the stream.
As the words "Live has ended" appeared, the 20,000 viewers were left stunned.
Wait—
She just woke up and left?
One "hello" and she’s gone?
Even the gift-spamming big spenders were dumbfounded, quickly clicking on her profile—only to find no posts, no bio, and a profile picture of just a sword.
Meanwhile, Bai Qianshuang pushed open her door and noticed Ye Chuan and the others.
"Qianshuang, hahaha!" Ye Chuan was still holding his phone, amused by the chaos in the chat.
Her abrupt departure had left everyone in disbelief.
"What’s wrong, Ye Chuan?" Bai Qianshuang tilted her head, confused by his laughter.
She instinctively touched her face, checking for anything unusual.
"Never mind." Ye Chuan didn’t feel the need to coach her—after all, people seemed to love her streams precisely because of her unpredictability. Maybe sudden sign-offs were part of her charm?
Bai Qianshuang then asked, "Ye Chuan, did I earn any money?"
She handed him her phone.
She didn’t understand these things, but with so many people watching, surely there was some profit?
Bai Qianshuang wanted to give all the earnings to Ye Chuan—it was her way of repaying him.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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