Chapter 21 Part 2: Qianyang – A Professional Menace

Even though they had only met briefly, that face was still fresh in her memory.

Not just his face—his body and temperament were also the most outstanding.

 

– Who is the boss of Qing Ning?

– Wait, let me check.

– Fang Lie?

That rich second-son who went abroad to play?

– Oh… him.

I’ve watched his stream before.

All I can say is, aside from being good-looking, he’s useless.

 

Qianyang was surprised.

“…He’s good-looking?”

 

– …Streamer, really.

– Are your standards that high?

– He’s the kind who looks innocent but plays around.

Suitable for a friend, not for dating.

– Who is his cousin?

I’m getting more curious.

– How good-looking can he be?

– Fang Lie mentioned his cousin during a stream.

– Holy shit… Could it be Song Yunli?

– That young chairman?

– Oh man, is he really that good-looking?

– Don’t you know?

He went viral on trending a while back because of a blurry photo!

– Born into wealth, personal assets in the tens of billions, 187 cm tall, graduated from a prestigious university, was a big name during his student days.

Back then, every Chinese studying abroad in Europe and America knew his name!

 

He seemed quite impressive.

Qianyang lowered her head thoughtfully.

 

Now she was even more curious.

For such an outstanding, rich person, why was he shrouded in such dense yin energy?

 

– He must be married by now, right?

– Sigh, a man like that definitely married young.

– No!

He doesn’t have a good relationship with his family.

He’s never been married.

– I heard he’s asexual.

A woman once climbed into his bed naked, and he threw her out along with the bed.

 

“Is there a photo?

Let me see,” Qianyang said.

 

– That divine photo?

I saved it!

– Can’t post it in the comments, streamer.

Look in the comment section.

– Is the streamer interested in him?

Forget it.

People like him are not in our world.

– What if!

What’s our streamer lacking?

– Oh man, if she managed to get him…

I can’t even imagine that combination.

 

Qianyang switched to the comment section and saw a photo.

 

The photo was taken in a dim environment, with blurry silhouettes of people around.

A man in a dark red shirt sat on a sofa, his long legs crossed.

In his hand, he held a half-filled glass of red wine.

His fingers were pale and slender, reflecting the light.

 

He sat leisurely, his body leaning against the sofa, his leather shoes gleaming with a cold sheen.

He appeared utterly relaxed yet never lost his elegance.

 

“He looks at least four times better in person than in the photo.”

After looking at the photo, Qianyang gave her honest assessment.

 

– Holy shit…

– This photo is stunning.

– First time I’ve seen a man with long hair look this good.

– Help!

I’m in, I’m in love!

– I believe it!

I believe it!

This face is incredible!

– AHHHHH I believe the streamer when she says he looks even better in person!

– Sob sob, just thinking that I can never date a man like this makes me so sad.

– AHHHHHHH I love this vibe!

What’s wrong with me sleeping with this kind of man for one night!

– Sisters, a man like this has no refractory period.

– Hiss!

You dare to say it, I don’t dare to hear it.

– Wow… the person above is way too crude.

– Only looking at appearances!

Shallow!

– Toad.

Don’t croak.

– It’s okay, it’s okay.

He’s asexual, completely uninterested in humans.

– Then I feel much better.

 

Qianyang sighed imperceptibly.

 

What a pity.

…Wait.

She wasn’t lamenting that Song Yunli was uninterested in humans.

 

Rather, such a good-looking person would soon “fade away like a flower.”

 

If it were something ordinary, Qianyang would save him without a second thought.

But Song Yunli was surrounded by such heavy yin energy that ghosts themselves avoided him.

Even Qianyang was at a loss as to how to handle him.

 

Moreover, the karma on him was too heavy.

If she rashly intervened, she might not be able to extricate herself easily.

 

She could only watch helplessly as this “beautiful man faced an untimely death.”

 

– Sigh~

– I heard the streamer sigh.

– Haha, forget it, streamer.

There are thousands of men in the world.

If this one doesn’t work, move on!

– If he doesn’t work, look at me.

I have a car, a house, and savings.

– The person above, go away.

Bad luck.

 

Qianyang didn’t want to dwell on such a regrettable matter.

Seeing that her stream now had fifty to sixty thousand viewers, she decided to hold the first round of the giveaway.

 

Meanwhile, on a hillside villa in the suburbs of Taihang City.

 

Fang Lie was curled up on the sofa, laughing out loud.

He held a tablet, took off his earbuds, and looked at Song Yunli, who was quietly eating at the table.

“Bro, that streamer of ours is complimenting you in her stream!

She seems interested in you!”

 

Song Yunli lifted his eyes and gave him a light glance.

 

Fang Lie froze, shrinking his neck.

“Bro, at the cemetery… is construction starting again today?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Fang Lie seemed to think of something.

He pressed his lips together nervously and said, “Bro, that Qianyang seems really skilled.

Maybe she could…”

Song Yunli lowered his gaze, put down his knife and fork, and said flatly, “No need.”

 

The stream began the first round of the giveaway.

 

– Nervous!

– Pick me, pick me!

– AHHHHHH here it comes!

[Congratulations to lucky viewer ID “Nine Nine Eight Two” for winning the connection prize]

 

A cartoon avatar popped up, splitting the screen in half, and immediately connected.

 

“Huh?”

A childish voice sounded in the stream.

 

The frame shook slightly, panning across the ceiling and walls, finally landing on the face of a child several years old.

 

“Who are you?”

The boy puffed out his chubby cheeks and looked at Qianyang on the screen in confusion.

 

Qianyang’s expression flickered.

“Who are you?”

 

– Pfft haha!

– So cute, little brother.

Auntie wants to kiss you!

– Little sleepyhead, give the phone back to your dad.

– Oh man, I want to poke his cheeks.

– Mom and Dad aren’t home?

That’s okay.

Tell your parents we’ll see them later.

Come home with uncle.

 

The boy was about three or four years old.

In a milky voice, he said, “I’m Mumu.

Who are you?”

 

“I’m Qianyang.”

 

“Are you looking for my dad?”

Mumu asked.

 

Qianyang said, “Where is he?

Can you give the phone back to Daddy?”

 

Mumu obediently nodded.

The phone was too heavy for him, so he had to brace it against his chest, the camera pointing at his double chin.

“Sister, wait a moment.

Daddy is in the bathroom.”

 

“Huh?”

Qianyang looked stunned.

“Then forget it…”

“Tap, tap, tap”—the sound of little footsteps echoed in the stream, accompanied by Mumu’s breathing.

He seemed not to have heard Qianyang.

He walked to a door, stood on tiptoe, and pushed it open.

 

“Good son, who are you talking to?”

The man’s tone was cheerful, in a good mood.

It was clear from his voice that his bowel movement was going smoothly.

 

Mumu said, “Daddy, a sister is looking for you.”

 

“Hmm?”

The man’s voice was puzzled.

 

Qianyang paused.

“You go ahead.

I’ll talk to Mumu.”

 

The stream was silent for a few seconds, then a sudden earth-shattering wail.

 

“Holy shit!!!”

 

“Unfilial son!!!”

 

“Your father’s dignity!!!”

 

– Pfft haha!

– Dying of laughter!

Dying of laughter!

– Help!

The streamer is a natural-born streaming prodigy.

This is such good content.

– He doesn’t take his phone to the bathroom?!

What a legend!

– “Tens of thousands of people are listening to me poop in the stream”

– Enough, let him off the hook.

 

Chased out of the bathroom, Mumu held the phone and went back to the living room.

 

“Sister, Daddy is pooping.

If you need something, tell me,” Mumu said.

 

Qianyang nodded.

“I can answer one question for you, and then we’ll end.”

 

“Hmm?

Any question?”

Mumu asked curiously.

 

Qianyang said, “Yes.

What do you want to know?”

 

Mumu pouted and thought hard for a moment.

“Sister, Daddy said my little hamster went to another world.”

 

“Yes?”

Qianyang listened patiently.

 

Mumu lowered his head sadly.

“But I miss it so much.

Why didn’t it say goodbye to me before it left?”

 

Qianyang said, “It hasn’t left yet.

You just can’t see it right now.”

 

Mumu lifted his watery eyes.

“Really?”

 

“Yes.

It can’t bear to leave you.

It wants to say goodbye.”

 

“Where is it?”

 

– Reminds me of the hamster I had as a child.

– Is the streamer comforting the child?

So gentle.

– Mommy, Mommy, comfort me!

I’m just a two-hundred-month-old baby.

– The person above, please roll away quickly.

 

“It’s on your shoulder,” Qianyang said.

 

Mumu propped the phone on the coffee table.

“Where?”

 

“Left side.”

 

“Here?”

 

Mumu touched his left shoulder.

“Sister, there’s nothing there?”

 

– Good little one, Auntie will buy you a new one, okay?

– A new one won’t be the same hamster.

 

Qianyang thought for a moment.

“Stick out your left hand.”

 

“Like this?”

Mumu extended his left hand, palm up.

 

“Yes.”

Qianyang nodded slightly.

“Then, do as I say.

Can you?”

 

“Yes!

I got it!”

Mumu nodded vigorously.

 

“Close your eyes.”

 

“Okay~”

“Hold your breath.

I’ll count to ten.

Don’t breathe until I’m done.

Got it?”

 

“Got it!”

 

– Such an obedient child.

– AHHH this is the kind of flower of the nation I want to protect!

– Wait, is the streamer just trying to make the child happy?

– Huh??

Is the hamster really there?

– No way?

 

“Ten, nine, eight, seven…” Qianyang slowly began.

Mumu was very obedient.

He closed his mouth, held his breath, puffed out his chest, and his cheeks bulged.

 

“Six, five, four…”

Mumu’s face turned red from holding his breath, but he managed not to breathe.

 

“Three, two, one… Okay, you can breathe now,” Qianyang said.

 

“Phew!”

Mumu let out a big breath.

“So tiring.

Sister, can I open my eyes now?”

 

“No.”

 

Qianyang looked at his outstretched palm.

“Can you feel it?”

 

“Hmm… my hand feels a little itchy,” Mumu said honestly.

 

Qianyang said, “It climbed down from your shoulder.

Now, it’s in your palm.”

 

Mumu slightly curled his fingers.

“Sister, I think I can feel it!”

 

– Holy shit?!

– Really?

– Is the hamster still there?

– Such a good child wouldn’t lie.

– The hamster couldn’t bear to leave its little owner either, right?

 

“It’s saying goodbye to you.

It’s about to leave,” Qianyang reminded.

 

Mumu’s breathing quickened, his voice tinged with tears.

“Wah… Mi Hamster, goodbye!

Even if you go to another world, I will miss you.

Please don’t forget me!”

 

“Wahhh… I don’t want you to leave…”

“Take care of yourself in the other world.

I will grow up well too!”

 

– …I’m really getting old.

– Wait, why do I suddenly have tears in my eyes?

– Feeling like crying.

– A child this young probably doesn’t understand death yet.

– Can Mi Hamster hear him?

 

Mumu sniffled.

“Sister, did Mi Hamster leave?”

 

Qianyang nodded.

“Yes.

You can open your eyes now.”

 

Mumu opened his reddened eyes, sniffled, and said in a muffled voice, “Sister Qianyang, thank you.

I will never forget you or Mi Hamster.”

 

“I won’t forget you either.”

 

After ending the connection with her first little fan, Qianyang started the second round of the giveaway.

 

While waiting, the comments discussed the matter.

 

– Did the hamster become a ghost because it couldn’t bear to leave its owner?

– Sob sob, hamster.

– The hamster can reincarnate now!

– I hope Mi Hamster can be reborn as a human in its next life.

 

A flicker of surprise crossed Qianyang’s eyes.

She thought for a moment and asked, “You believed that?”

 

– ???

– Huh???

– What do you mean?

– Holy shit?

No way?

– Damn…

 

Qianyang said, “He probably never had a pet.”

 

– Huh???

– Wait, so what were you doing just now?

– Didn’t he feel Mi Hamster?

– Holy shit?

I just cried!

– Give me back my tears!

 

Qianyang explained, “He’s so young.

I was just comforting him.

He held his breath and kept his arm in the air for over ten seconds.

It was bound to go numb.”

 

– …

– Unbelievable.

– The fool was me all along.

 

Nine Nine Eight Two: I’m here, I’m here!

Master!

Nine Nine Eight Two: Last week, I accidentally sat on his hamster toy and broke it.

No matter what I did, I couldn’t cheer him up.

He was sad for days!

I bought a new toy, but he said it wasn’t the original Mi Hamster.

Nine Nine Eight Two: Thank you, Master.

Finally fooled this little guy!

 

Qianyang raised an eyebrow.

“So that’s it.”

 

– Are you tricking me?

– (Smile) A smile is a form of politeness, but also a warning.

– Who?!

Who allowed you to break his Mi Hamster!!!

– Apologize to Mi Hamster!

Say sorry to it!

Then apologize to me!

– AHHH I’m so angry.

Who was it that genuinely cried over Mi Hamster?

– Your math is terrible.

I’m reporting you!

– I’m going to spread the sound of you pooping across the entire internet!

– I’ve decided to become a cold, heartless person from today on.

Nothing will ever touch my heart!!!

 

Fang Fang Lie Lie: Holy shit.

 

Moderator 9958: @Fang Fang Lie Lie, Boss!

What are you doing here?

Moderator 9958: @Fang Fang Lie Lie, don’t tell me you cried over Mi Hamster? (Shame on you)

Fang Fang Lie Lie: ?

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