[User “Coolest Villain” sent Dream Castle*1] x8x9x10 (28,888 diamonds)
“Holy crap! Thanks to Coolest Villain for the 10 Dream Castles! Which girl is he sending these to?”
The excited thank-you music played in the livestream room as Coolest Villain jumped 35 levels in one go. The five female streamers on stage were stunned—what on earth was happening?
Host Shark scrolled through the gift records. The first gift Coolest Villain sent upon entering the room was a little heart, and the corresponding streamer was Dai Daiyu.
“Is Boss Cool sending this to Dai Daiyu?”
The girl at the center of the stage jumped up excitedly, bowed deeply toward the camera, clapped her hands lightly, her eyes brimming with excitement.
But the big spender said nothing and didn’t leave either.
Shark refused to let the conversation die. “Once again, thanks to Boss Cool for supporting our ‘Wantang 2016’! Let’s get the formation dance going~”
The music started, and the five girls stretched out their long legs to dance. Except for the girl on the far right, all of them were aesthetically pleasing and a joy to watch.
And her? She was doing calisthenics.
“Maomao, go set off the confetti cannon…” Shark said quickly.
As if afraid she’d scare the big spender away.
This was An Mengyue’s favorite part—it meant she could step off stage and rest. Plus, she really didn’t want to be on camera with this ugly face of hers. She practically sprinted off.
Backstage rest area
“Oh my god, 10 castles! Does the big spender love her that much?”
An Mengyue picked up her water cup and took a couple of sips, ignoring Tutu’s rambling, and stretched lazily.
“Hope the big spender sends more so I don’t have to go back up there.”
Tutu shook her head in exasperation. “Can you have a little ambition? Sitting down here, how are you going to attract any big spenders? You have to fight for it yourself.”
She really couldn’t care less about big spenders. She smiled and shrugged, ran a hand through her hair, and leaned back on the sofa. While no one was paying attention, she snuck out her phone and tapped into “Mantang 2014.”
They were a girl group livestream room, and right now it was the small-gift dance request segment.
At the top of the screen was a row of small gift icons, each corresponding to a streamer. The one with the highest consecutive gifts in the same time period got priority to dance.
Dai Daiyu was dancing hot on stage, panting lightly. The fill light hit her face, and you could clearly see the beads of sweat rolling down. Her eyes were full of tenderness—a pitiful, endearing sight.
An Mengyue shielded her phone and found the Dream Castle in the gift menu. She also pressed it 10 times in a row, without specifying a streamer.
[User “Domineering Ning Coffee” sent Dream Castle*1] x8x9x10 (28,888 diamonds)
Her phone was on mute. Watching the five excited girls on stage, she unconsciously curled her lips and quickly typed out a few words.
[Domineering Ning Coffee: 2 castles for each girl~] (Level 52)
[Everyone’s a Villain: Sister Ba is here! The most domineering woman!]
[Full but Still Not Sleeping: Sister Ba spreads the love evenly, the god of 2014!]
Looking at the five sweet smiling faces, plus the flattery flooding the public chat, her emotional value was maxed out. She waved her hand generously.
[User “Domineering Ning Coffee” sent Romantic Carriage*1] x8x9x10 (28,888 diamonds)
Ignoring the barrage of comments flooding the screen, she looked up at her own livestream room, typed a few words, and closed her phone.
[Domineering Ning Coffee: Picking the girls up early from work, bye babies~]
An Mengyue hid her phone and returned to the stage. Coolest Villain had already left the livestream room long ago.
This big spender didn’t stick around for long—she hadn’t even gotten her fill of playing the big sister role yet.
After the stream ended, operations manager Wu Tao got straight to the point: “You need to keep up with your personal streams and build stronger connections with your fans. I don’t need to tell you how to maintain relationships with the big spenders, do I?”
After the meeting, Tutu sat down at her desk. “Cat Cat, Boss Ku didn’t pick anyone specific today. We should go welcome him so he’ll come back and hang out more often.”
There wasn’t anything wrong with what she said, but An Mengyue instinctively recoiled at the thought of awkward small talk with a stranger. “I’ll pass. You can say all the nice things for me.”
With that, she picked up her phone to message her senior, catching a tall figure out of the corner of her eye. A helpless voice sounded in her ear.
“Cat Cat, I’m not trying to nag you, but you can’t just slack off like this. You’ve got such great potential—don’t waste it.”
She felt a bit annoyed. “What potential? Look at this makeup. I don’t even want to show my face.”
She looked up at the mirror, taking in the absolutely hideous, over-the-top makeup.
Bright orange glitter eyeshadow, heavy orange blush spread across her entire face, exaggerated aegyo-sal makeup, ridiculously dramatic lashes, and lipstick smeared all the way up to her philtrum. Even her own mother wouldn’t recognize her.
“You can always talk it out with the makeup artist…” Shark said.
“Talk about what?”
Zhu Wenwen’s loud voice came from behind, and Shark, thoroughly deflated, slunk away awkwardly.
“What kind of crap is he trying to pull now?”
An Mengyue smiled without saying a word, watching Shark’s retreating figure. How could Zhu Wenwen, that oblivious goofball, not see that the guy had a thing for her?
There weren’t many people left in the dressing room. Dai Daiyu propped up her phone, picked a flattering beauty filter, and hit the live-stream button.
Tutu sent a few messages on her phone in quick succession, her expression gloomy as if lost in thought.
An Mengyue was so amused by Zhu Wenwen’s animated gestures that her eyes curved into crescents.
“Your makeup today is ugly on a whole new level. Did the makeup artist get her inspiration from those wannabe gangster girls? I’m seriously done with this damn Wu Tao.”
“Go wash it off now—let’s go eat.”
She picked up a makeup remover wipe and pressed it over her eyes. A gentle swipe revealed her clear, bright black pupils. An Mengyue naturally had big eyes, and the excessive eye makeup only worked against her. Her delicate, palm-sized face couldn’t handle such over-the-top cosmetics either.
After removing the makeup, she washed her face and applied toner and lotion. Zhu Wenwen looked into the mirror, leaned in, and said with a grin:
“Our Yueyue is so pretty. The A-University campus beauty queen would only be fit to stand in the corner next to you. Your team is trying to defy the heavens!”
An Mengyue stood up. “I’m going to change my clothes. Wait for me, okay?”
She glanced at Dai Daiyu’s phone screen and heard a sweet, coquettish voice: “Thank you, Boss Ku.”
Boss Ku? The Most Wicked Villain?
So this big spender really did come to support her. With such generous gifts, the Dai family had gained another patron.
She changed into her fresh, floral-print dress, still thinking about what to eat with her senior tonight and browsing food rankings. Just as she stepped out of the fitting room, she heard Dai Daiyu’s enthusiastic greeting.
“Cat Cat, I’m treating everyone to bubble tea today. Which one do you want?”
Seeing the delivery on the chair, An Mengyue smiled and walked over to browse the options. She needed to watch her sugar intake, so she’d go with the low-sugar jasmine milk green tea!
She looked up and realized she’d wandered into Dai Daiyu’s live-stream camera. Without even a chance to say thanks, she ducked her head and scurried back to her seat.
At that moment, the camera only caught the back of her as she sat down.
After packing her bag, she turned back to see Dai Daiyu still live-streaming. Raising her milk tea, she said, “Xiaoyu, I’m heading off first. Thanks for the milk tea~”
“You’re welcome! It’s Boss Ku’s treat for everyone. Bye-bye~”
A true ride-or-die big spender, absolutely legendary!
An Mengyue immediately pressed her palms together and raised them above her head, bowing toward the camera from a distance.
“Thank you, Boss Ku! Wishing you great fortune!”
From off-camera came Zhu Wenwen’s voice: “Yueyue, let’s go!”
Hearing this, An Mengyue stood up. “Coming!”
With light, brisk steps, she walked out of the frame.
Dai Daiyu was grinning with satisfaction, then turned to look at the screen.
Huh? Where’s the top spender? Where did he go?
(Princess, please turn the page~)