The livestream room exploded instantly.
Dense waves of comments flooded the screen, so many that they nearly covered the entire image.
"What the hell??? Is the streamer a scammer? He just got famous and he's already exposed?"
"More than fifty thousand? That much? Did I hear that right?"
"Those of you who were praising his voice earlier, does your face hurt now? I said this guy wasn't a good person. There were already rumors he was a photo stealing scammer. Otherwise why has he never turned on his camera during streams?"
"This is huge drama! So the streamer really scammed money? Over fifty thousand? Does anyone who knows the situation want to explain?"
"No way. I just became a fan and the house already collapsed? Isn't that playing with our feelings? Can scammers get out of the streaming world?"
"Wait, could this be a misunderstanding? We can't just listen to one side of the story. Streamer, say something!"
"Stop defending him. He already said the exact amount. What misunderstanding? And the streamer hasn't even spoken. Isn't that basically admitting it?"
"Streamer, hurry up and say something! Refute him! Is this true or not?"
"We're waiting for the streamer to respond. If he doesn't respond then he's admitting it."
Wen Ruyu's fingertips paused on the edge of the desk. His eyelashes trembled slightly.
Before he could organize his thoughts, a familiar ID suddenly appeared in the top right corner of the livestream room.
Yi Wen Bu Zhi.
Accompanied by the system notification effect welcoming Yi Wen Bu Zhi into the livestream room, the name appeared steadily at the top of the VIP seats, displayed in bold golden lettering.
This was the special privilege given to a top level spender.
Yi Wen Bu Zhi had entered relatively late and had not heard what happened earlier. But after glancing at the screen filled with insults like scammer and fraud, and recalling the breakup message and repayment demand from May Wealth Bloom earlier, he instantly understood what was happening.
He directly sent a request to connect to the stream.
Then he typed four words into the public chat, decisive and commanding, leaving no room for refusal.
"Yi Wen Bu Zhi: Pull me up."
This matter was related to him in the first place. When Wen Ruyu saw the connection request, he immediately accepted it.
The moment the request went through, Yi Wen Bu Zhi's avatar appeared in the connection column. Then a steady male voice came through the microphone.
That voice carried a tone of condescending mockery that instantly suppressed the noise in the livestream room.
"What is a poor bastard barking about here?"
Yi Wen Bu Zhi's voice was deep and magnetic, like the sound of an elegant cello. But now the tone carried a casual indifference, and the contempt in his voice was almost undisguised.
"You transferred fifty thousand and now you're barking like a dog?"
The dense stream of comments suddenly paused.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden verbal attack. Even the speed of the comments slowed noticeably.
Yi Wen Bu Zhi did not give Jiang Shengxu any chance to respond. He let out a light laugh and asked calmly,
"Besides, didn't he return your money?"
"Do you want me to teach you something?"
He paused slightly, the ending tone dripping with teasing mockery.
"Kid, if the money was returned to you, that's not a scam."
"That's called a loan."
By the time he finished the last word, the sarcasm in his voice was almost overflowing.
"Go back and finish elementary school first."
Jiang Shengxu exploded instantly.
He had grown up surrounded by luxury. Ever since he was young, he had whatever he wanted. The people around him either flattered him or feared him.
No one had ever pointed at him and called him a poor bastard.
And he had never been humiliated like this.
His fingers gripping the phone turned white, and his voice burned with rage.
"Who the hell are you calling a poor bastard!?"
Yi Wen Bu Zhi spoke slowly, sounding as if he was asking a genuine question.
"If you only transferred fifty thousand in three months, what else would you be if not a poor bastard?"
"I didn't want to spend money on a scammer! It's not that I don't have money!" Jiang Shengxu's voice trembled with anger. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to kill this Yi Wen Bu Zhi.
Yi Wen Bu Zhi did not get angry. Instead he chuckled softly.
"Fifty thousand, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, golden special effects suddenly exploded across the livestream room.
Thirty five Carnival Gifts appeared in rapid succession, dazzling golden light covering the entire screen.
They were not sent to Wen Ruyu.
They were sent to Jiang Shengxu.
When a viewer connects to the livestream, gifts can be sent directly to that person. Thirty five Carnival Gifts totaled exactly fifty two thousand three hundred yuan.
After sending them, Yi Wen Bu Zhi spoke slowly.
"The extra two thousand three hundred is a tip."
"No need to thank me."
Jiang Shengxu truly lost his temper this time. His handsome face flushed red and veins bulged at his temples. His voice sounded as if he wanted to kill someone.
"Who the hell needs your fifty thousand?"
Yi Wen Bu Zhi's tone remained unchanged.
"It's fifty two thousand three hundred."
"For poor people like you, two thousand three hundred should still be quite a lot."
Jiang Shengxu: !!!
Ahhh!!!
He was going to kill him!!!
In his entire life he had never been humiliated like this!!!
Jiang Shengxu took several deep breaths, forcing himself to suppress the anger. Then he suddenly seemed to think of something and spoke in a sarcastic tone.
"So you're the new sucker May Wealth Bloom scammed?"
"Being this generous, no wonder he dumped me."
However, what Jiang Shengxu did not expect was that Yi Wen Bu Zhi admitted it without hesitation, even sounding openly superior.
"That is indeed the case."
"Who would want to date a stingy poor bastard?"
After finishing that sentence, Yi Wen Bu Zhi smashed another gift into the stream.
One hundred Carnival Gifts.
Golden effects swept across the livestream room again, and the viewer count began skyrocketing.
This time the gifts were sent to Wen Ruyu.
"It's good that he likes money."
"Perfect."
Yi Wen Bu Zhi paused slightly. His voice carried a faint smile, confidence practically overflowing.
"I'm very rich."
As Yi Wen Bu Zhi showered the stream with gifts, the comments exploded again.
"Holy shit! Another hundred Carnival Gifts! That's what a level seventy five boss looks like!"
"Is this the confidence of a level seventy five top spender? Damn it, would the world really collapse if there was one more rich person like me? I want to throw three hundred thousand at the streamer too!"
"Boss is amazing! Three hundred thousand like it's pocket change. Compared to him, transferring fifty thousand in three months really does make someone a poor bastard."
"So jealous! The streamer is ridiculously lucky! The boss is protecting him completely!"
Jiang Shengxu saw the comments too.
But this time he did not get angry. Instead he sneered.
"You're here for his face, aren't you?"
Although it sounded like a question, his tone was completely certain.
"Did he tell you that he—"
Before Jiang Shengxu could finish, Wen Ruyu suddenly spoke, interrupting him.
His cool, pleasant, slightly seductive voice rang through the livestream room.
"Can you stop arguing?"
That voice...
The livestream room froze instantly.
Jiang Shengxu's sneer, Yi Wen Bu Zhi's mockery, even the comments scrolling across the screen all stopped.
It was as if someone had pressed a pause button.
Because the voice was simply too beautiful.
Clear and cool, yet with a faintly seductive softness curling at the end of each word. Even though it was only a calm attempt to stop the argument, it felt like a feather lightly brushing across the heart, leaving a tingling numbness that slowed the heartbeat.
How could someone's voice sound this good?
No matter how many times you heard it, you could not resist it.
Like an addictive narcotic.
Even knowing death waited at the end, you still could not stop yourself.
Yi Wen Bu Zhi paused.
When he spoke again, his voice had softened noticeably, completely different from the harsh tone earlier.
"Did we disturb you?"
"Ignore him."
"Just kick him."
Wen Ruyu glanced at the livestream interface. There did not seem to be an option to kick someone out.
After two seconds of silence, he asked honestly,
"How do I kick someone?"
Yi Wen Bu Zhi fell silent.
He had not expected a livestreamer to not know how to kick people.
But then again.
Considering this person had managed to maintain online relationships with dozens of people simultaneously, he clearly accepted anyone who came along.
Why would someone like that kick anyone?
Yi Wen Bu Zhi's good mood instantly vanished. His tone became noticeably colder.
"Give me moderator privileges."
Wen Ruyu answered again.
"I don't know how."
Yi Wen Bu Zhi was still thinking about the fact that this person accepted anyone. Hearing that response, sarcasm crept into his voice.
"What do you know how to do?"
"Besides casting a wide net—"
Before Yi Wen Bu Zhi could finish speaking, Wen Ruyu had already figured out how to kick someone.
He directly kicked both connected users out of the stream.
The level seventy five boss who had never been kicked before, Yi Wen Bu Zhi: "...?"
Looking at the message on his screen saying you have been removed from the livestream by the streamer, he did not react for a moment.
He immediately entered the stream again and typed a line in the public chat.
"Yi Wen Bu Zhi: You kicked the wrong person."
"Oh. Then sorry."
Wen Ruyu's pleasant voice echoed through the livestream. His tone was flat and entirely insincere. The apology sounded extremely perfunctory.
He was clearly brushing him off.
Which also meant something else.
He had kicked him out on purpose.
Interesting.
This was the first time Yi Wen Bu Zhi had protected someone like this, only to be kicked out by the very person he was protecting.
Heh.
One day you will beg me.
...
Inside a university dormitory.
Wei Jiayu had not fully recovered.
In order not to disturb his roommates, he was wearing headphones. The voice entered his ears without warning, making him freeze in his chair.
Cool.
Sweet.
Seductive.
Even though it was only telling them to stop arguing, it sounded almost like soft coaxing.
His heart tingled instantly.
The tips of Wei Jiayu's ears had already turned bright red. Even his ears felt hot. He clenched the phone in his hand, confusion lingering in his eyes.
Could someone's voice really sound this good?
Just as Wei Jiayu was lost in thought, the dormitory door suddenly clicked open.
Yang Ruiqing walked in holding a book. Seeing Wei Jiayu frozen in his chair with a flushed face, he frowned slightly.
"What's wrong with you?"
Wei Jiayu was startled.
His body jerked violently and he almost fell off the chair.
He hurriedly grabbed the edge of the desk to steady himself.
"N nothing!"
Wei Jiayu coughed awkwardly. He pressed his headphones against his ears and lowered his head, avoiding Yang Ruiqing's gaze.
For some reason he looked flustered and guilty.
Yang Ruiqing was not a curious person. Since Wei Jiayu clearly did not want to talk about it, he did not ask further.
He walked to his desk, sat down, and began organizing his books.
...
Meanwhile, Jiang Shengxu had already gone silent.
When Wen Ruyu's cool seductive voice sounded earlier, his voice had abruptly stopped. Even after being kicked out of the stream, he still had not fully reacted.
Was this what his voice sounded like?
Jiang Shengxu rarely watched livestreams. The first time he entered the stream had been accidental, and after that he had never listened again.
He could not quite remember anymore.
If the voice had sounded like this, he should not have forgotten.
Why did his voice sound like this...
Jiang Shengxu pressed a hand against his rapidly beating heart while staring at the message showing he had been removed from the stream.
He remained frozen for a long time.
Almost unconsciously, he clicked back into the stream.
Even he did not understand why he did it.
Maybe he was just still angry about that idiot calling him a poor bastard.
Jiang Shengxu gave himself a reasonable excuse and suppressed the strange stirring in his chest.
But the moment he reentered the stream, the comments slammed into him like a wave, instantly igniting the anger he had just suppressed.
"Oh look, the poor bastard came back."
"The boss already gave you fifty thousand. The streamer doesn't owe you anymore. Why are you still here?"
"Did you come back to beg the boss for more money?"
"Poor bastard, stop embarrassing yourself. The money has already been sent to you. Go withdraw it and leave."
Who the hell is a poor bastard!?
Jiang Shengxu's anger exploded again. His handsome face turned red as he opened the recharge interface without hesitation and transferred five hundred thousand yuan into the account.
Then he returned to the livestream and rapidly pressed the gift button.
The next moment, special effects exploded across the stream.
One hundred and one Carnival Gifts.
Exactly one more than Yi Wen Bu Zhi.
As if proving something.
Jiang Shengxu's account rarely watched livestreams, so his tipping level had always been low. After throwing out one hundred and one Carnival Gifts, his level skyrocketed instantly.
The comments exploded again.
But this time instead of insulting him as a poor bastard, the entire screen filled with the same message.
Young master you are being foolish.
The anger in Jiang Shengxu's chest finally eased slightly. Feeling as if he had regained his dignity, he slowly typed into the public chat.
"May Wealth Bloom Is A Scammer: See that?"
"May Wealth Bloom Is A Scammer: I'm not a poor bastard."
However, before he could send the second message, the livestream screen suddenly went black.
The next second, a system message appeared.
This livestream has ended.
Jiang Shengxu almost choked on his breath. His face turned red with anger, and when he realized what he had just done, it turned green.
He had sworn not to spend money on a scammer.
Yet in the blink of an eye he had spent more than three hundred thousand yuan.
Just to prove he wasn't poor.
And in the end...
He did not even manage to prove it.
At that moment Jiang Shengxu truly felt like a complete idiot.
Suddenly he seemed to remember something.
He immediately grabbed his phone and called the manager of the chain restaurant his family owned.
The phone rang twice before it was answered. A respectful and cautious voice came from the other side.
"Young Master Jiang, what do you need?"
"Send me the address of the customer who placed the delivery order yesterday with the note May Wealth Bloom."
Jiang Shengxu's anger had not fully faded. Every word carried a heavy pressure.
The person on the other end froze.
Clearly he had not expected Jiang Shengxu to suddenly ask for customer information.
His voice immediately turned hesitant.
"That... that might not be appropriate."
"We can't casually disclose customer privacy. If they file a complaint—"
"Give it to me."
Jiang Shengxu's tone left no room for refusal.
"Understood."