Xi Yang licked his lips, still savoring the moment, and swiped the screen to enter other livestreams.
“Welcome, Young Master Yang! One sports car and you can watch Momo dance~”
A sweet, high-pitched voice came from the phone.
In the past, he didn’t mind it—even found it somewhat pleasant. But now, it sounded like someone had a slipper stuck in their throat, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Next.
“Welcome, Young Master Yang to the livestream! One ‘Cheer Duck’ and you can request a song~”
The female streamer was dressed lightly and winked suggestively.
Boring.
Next.
“Welcome back, Young Master Yang! It’s been so long since you visited my livestream. Which girl has caught your eye this time? I won’t stand for it.”
“Unless…” Lily pretended to be angry, “you promise to help me win the upcoming Pk.”
Before Xi Yang could respond, she initiated a Pk connection.
Lily subtly signaled to two of her top supporters in the livestream.
He hadn’t visited her stream in so long, and now he showed up out of the blue. Such an unreliable supporter—she had to make the most of it.
If he really stopped coming one day, she’d lose out big time. Better to squeeze him dry now.
After this, whether he came back or not wouldn’t matter.
In the livestream, Lily’s two supporters took turns, cornering Xi Yang and putting him on the spot, as if trying to strip him bare.
Xi Yang remained silent, watching Lily and the two of them play their roles—one acting innocent, the other two playing the villains—with a dark expression.
Hah!
Did they really think he was a fool?
His money was his to give to whomever he pleased. Whether he tipped or not depended on his mood. Who were they to corner him like this?
How disgusting!
Thinking of the female streamer he had just followed, Xi Yang felt slightly better. Truly, without comparison, there was no sense of harm.
Halfway through the Pk, the three of them had been putting on a show for a while, but the person they were trying to trap hadn’t said a word. Lily’s expression turned ugly.
Could it be he really wasn’t going to support the Pk?
That wouldn’t do!
She, Lily, was a top streamer. There was no way she could lose to some small-time streamer.
But with Young Master Yang staying silent the whole time, it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
Xi Yang sneered, “I’ll defend the tower.”
Lily’s heart settled. With his word, it was enough.
Top supporters cared about their reputation. Once they said something, they’d follow through—otherwise, how could they keep their standing in the circle of top supporters?
For the rest of the time, she didn’t rally for votes or interact with Xi Yang. Instead, she chatted with the other top supporters in her livestream.
Left out, Xi Yang didn’t mind, his smile still cold.
The score bar remained firmly ahead of the opponent.
Pk countdown.
Lily stopped chatting and stared at Xi Yang in the livestream.
The opposing streamer pleaded humbly for votes, her face flushed with anxiety.
5 seconds!
3 seconds!
Time was running out.
Lily stared intently at Xi Yang, her lips trembling.
Hurry up and send the gifts!
Didn’t you say you’d defend the tower?
Why aren’t you defending?
It’s almost too late!
With 2 seconds left, the opposing streamer gave up.
There was no winning. She couldn’t win at all. Strangely, she felt calmer. At worst, she’d accept the penalty.
It wasn’t like she hadn’t lost before.
Xi Yang moved.
“Young Master Yang (41) gifted the streamer Sexy Years ×1.”
As soon as Sexy Years appeared, its dazzling special effects filled the entire livestream. The score bar instantly crushed the opponent’s, successfully defending the tower!
The Pk ended.
Both streamers were stunned.
One was overjoyed; the other gritted her teeth in fury.
The opposing streamer thanked Young Master Yang with a trembling, excited voice.
Lily stared at the “Pk Failed” message at the top of her livestream, grinding her teeth.
“What do you mean by this!”
He had promised to defend the tower but didn’t. Instead, he defended the opponent’s tower and attacked her, causing her to lose the Pk.
Was he trying to humiliate her?
Xi Yang saw through her thoughts and sneered, “So what if I’m humiliating you?”
He had only mentioned guarding a tower, not specifying which one. What right did she have to accuse him?
How ridiculous.
Exiting the live stream, she turned off her phone.
Suddenly, it all felt rather pointless.
…
Ye Sheng was excited to see what good things she could draw from the lottery.
She clicked the draw button, and the wheel began to spin.
[Congratulations, host, for drawing Double Cash-out.]
[Description: All earnings from the host’s live streams will be cashed out at double the amount. The assets obtained by the System are legal.]
[As the host has exceeded the task requirements, the talent “Photographic Memory” is awarded as a bonus.]
All good stuff!
Double Cash-out meant she could withdraw the full amount without splitting it with the platform!
A single Sexy Years gift was worth 3,000, plus three sports cars at 360, and some other scattered gifts—she couldn’t even imagine the total!
Opening the Yinlang Live backend, she clicked “Withdraw.”
Ding! China Merchants Bank, ending in 9527, received a transfer of 3,394 yuan at 13:35 on August 29. Balance: 3,395.5 yuan.
It arrived! It really arrived!!
Ye Sheng bounced excitedly on her bed.
Three thousand yuan in a day!
This was something she had never dared to dream of before. It felt unreal!
[System?]
[I’m here.]
She felt reassured.
Photographic Memory—she knew all about it. It was a skill for top students, perfect for winning scholarships. Teachers would never have to worry about her grades again!
Ye Xiaotian wore the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone: Had life finally driven her sister mad?
Ye Sheng pinched Ye Xiaotian’s soft, tender cheeks and planted a loud kiss.
“Put on your shoes. Big sister is taking you to buy clothes!”
Ye Xiaotian wiped her face in disgust, then paused for a second. “No, my clothes are still fine. Let’s buy some rice and flour instead.”
The rice jar was almost empty, and the flour was gone too. If they didn’t buy more, they’d have to fill their stomachs with water.
Ye Sheng looked at Ye Xiaotian’s faded red dress, which was clearly too short now.
“Don’t worry about so much, little one. You’ll lose your cuteness if you turn into an old lady.”
She pulled Ye Xiaotian out the door.
At the children’s clothing store.
Ye Sheng and Ye Xiaotian were dazzled by the sight.
There was too much to take in—far too much!
Ye Sheng picked out a few outfits and pushed Ye Xiaotian into the fitting room.
“Try them all on.”
Ye Xiaotian’s eyes flickered, and she nodded.
At six years old, Ye Xiaotian already knew how to change her own clothes. Ye Sheng waited outside the door.
Soon, Ye Xiaotian emerged in her new outfit.
Denim overall shorts paired with a white sleeveless top looked great, though her worn-out canvas shoes didn’t quite match.
“Do I look good?”
Ye Xiaotian looked at herself in the mirror, turning around. Her eyes sparkled with uncontrollable delight.
She was still a child, after all—her feelings were written all over her face.
“Try on the others,” Ye Sheng said with a smile.
Ye Xiaotian went back into the fitting room.
Ye Sheng asked the sales assistant to bring a few pairs of sneakers and red leather shoes in Ye Xiaotian’s size.
Ye Sheng immediately took a liking to the red leather shoes with a bow and examined them in her hand.
Sweetie would definitely love these.
“Wrap up this pair and that one over there.”
The sales assistant packed the red leather shoes and the pair of white sneakers Ye Sheng had pointed to.
After trying on all the clothes Ye Sheng had picked out, Ye Xiaotian pointed to a white dress.
“I like this one. Let’s just buy this.”
Ye Sheng looked at the white dress and understood—it was the cheapest among the ones she had tried on.
She probably didn’t truly like it the most; she just didn’t want Ye Sheng to spend too much money.
Ye Sheng ruffled her hair and turned to the sales assistant.
“Wrap up all the clothes she tried on, and bring five pairs of underwear too.”
They all look quite nice, so I might as well buy them all. She can now use Double Cash-out, and as long as she works a little harder, she’ll earn back the money spent on clothes sooner or later.
Besides, money is meant to be spent.
Ye Xiaotian frowned and pushed Ye Sheng’s hand away. “Just one is enough. Why buy so many? My clothes aren’t unwearable. Go and return the rest.”
Buying them all—how much would that cost!
The money spent on clothes could be used to buy rice instead, and they could eat for a long, long time.
She could do without new clothes.
She just… didn’t want her sister to work too hard.
Seeing Ye Sheng unmoved, Ye Xiaotian grew anxious and decided to speak up herself, but Ye Sheng stopped her.
“I have money. What’s wrong with buying you a few clothes? If you don’t want them, I’ll give them to the other kids at the orphanage.”
Ye Sheng paid, took the shopping bags handed by the sales assistant, and walked out.
Ye Xiaotian stomped her foot and followed. “Who said I don’t want them!”