Chapter 12: You Two Know Each Other?
“What are you doing?”
When Jiang Muqing pushed open the door, Jiang Muyu’s gesture of blowing kisses to the viewers froze mid-air.
“You! What on earth are you wearing?”
Seeing her little camisole and short skirt, Jiang Muqing was even more certain this wasn’t a proper livestream. He wanted to tell her not to fall into bad habits, but recalling the pain from the needle prick earlier that morning, his tone softened.
“It’s quite cold outside; you should wear a jacket…”
Jiang Muyu: “...”
Is this kid crazy? Could it be that the car accident not only injured his leg but his brain as well?
—【Man? Did I just hear a man’s voice?】
—【Xiaoyumao, do you have a boyfriend now? No way!】
—【The streamer has a partner and still does this kind of broadcast? That guy must be very tolerant.】
—【I get it now, she’s trying to find a big brother to support both of them, lolololol.】
—【Xiaoyumao, behave yourself during the livestream, keep it clean!】
Reading the comments, Jiang Muyu immediately exploded, “Boyfriend? I’m his grandaunt! Even if I were to find a boyfriend, I wouldn’t pick someone with a faulty brain!”
“You can’t say my fortune-telling is inaccurate, nor insult my taste!”
—【What grandaunt… it’s just a little couple’s banter…】
—【Ah? Does that mean I have no chance?】
—【Xiaoyumao, even though you have a partner, I’ll still keep liking you. But isn’t it a bit unwise to date during your career peak? Maybe it’s better to break up?】
“...”
Jiang Muyu finally understood what true helplessness felt like. The more she explained, the less the viewers believed her.
Jiang Muqing noticed her clenched fists and sensed trouble; she seemed angry, and he felt a familiar ache where the needle had pricked him that morning.
Hallucination, it must be a hallucination...
“Well, you keep busy. I’ll go rest now, but keep your voice down.”
Jiang Muqing maneuvered his wheelchair backward, intending to leave the room, but Jiang Muyu stepped toward him steadily.
“...What do you want?”
Jiang Muyu chuckled softly and dragged him with his wheelchair in front of the camera.
“What are you doing? Who told you to film me?” Jiang Muqing tried to cover his face but was pushed away.
“Don’t move! Today, you’re livestreaming with me!”
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After warning him, Jiang Muyu turned around with a bright smile.
“Babies, we really are relatives. Look, don’t we look quite alike? He has someone he likes but is too afraid to confess. Let’s not joke about this anymore, okay? Now, let me see which baby still wants a fortune-telling session…”
—【Looking at them now, they really do look alike.】
—【Wow, the beautiful girl’s relative is indeed a handsome guy!】
—【What happened to that handsome guy’s leg? Such a pity.】
—【Yeah, but he looks like he has a bad temper and poor spirits.】
—【Alright, alright, Xiaoyumao, we get it—you two are relatives.】
—【Such a handsome guy with an injured leg…】
—【Xiaoyumao, I’m willing to be with you, even if it means being surrounded by others!】
—【Don’t get your hopes up, upstairs.】
Inside a private room at a bar, Ren Liuguang pulled his female companion close. “What’s so captivating, even more than all these things here?”
He said this as he stuffed a wad of cash into her collar.
“Oh~” the woman sighed coquettishly, pressing against him, “Young Master Ren, I know I was wrong, I won’t look anymore…”
She was about to turn off her phone when Ren Liuguang grabbed her wrist.
“What’s wrong, Young Master Ren?” she bit back a cry of pain.
Ren Liuguang snatched her phone and stared at the screen, where a stern-faced man was reluctantly thanking gifts under the direction of another girl in the livestream.
The woman wrapped her arm around his, pressing close again.
“This is a message my friend just sent. She said this beauty is a fortune-telling streamer who predicted someone winning a lottery jackpot—over a million!”
Ren Liuguang snorted coldly. “Fortune-telling? Since when did he have such a skill?”
He opened the gift panel and sent the smallest gift.
Three seconds later, the man on the livestream said with a cold expression, “Thank you to the boss ‘Obsessed with Male Model Abs’ for the little hearts.”
Realizing what he’d just said, his face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
“Hahaha, Jiang Muqing, look at you now!” Ren Liuguang couldn’t hold back and laughed aloud.
His companion was stunned. “Young Master Ren, do you know them?”
“Of course I know them.”
Ren Liuguang stared at the man on the screen, feeling a surge of satisfaction.
When they were kids, people said he couldn’t compare to Jiang Muqing, but now Jiang Muqing was a cripple and the Jiang family had fallen.
Fortune-telling? That’s just a con for when you’re broke.
He planned to expose their scam, trample Jiang Muqing underfoot, and make him the laughingstock of the entire city!
“...Just one ‘Carnival’ gift~ Babies wanting a reading can apply for a voice chat after sending a gift…”
Hearing the girl on the screen, Ren Liuguang found ‘Carnival’, clicked to send, but was told his balance was insufficient.
Embarrassed, his companion said, “Young Master Ren, there’s no money on my phone…”
Ren Liuguang cursed, pulled out his own phone, and found Xiaoyumao’s livestream.
[‘Ren Liuguang’ sent 10 Carnivals]
Seeing the gift effect, Jiang Muyu exclaimed, “Wow! Thank you to our generous boss Ren Liuguang for sending ten Carnivals! One would have been enough, though.”
She accepted the voice chat request, and soon a young man appeared on camera.
“Hello, beautiful!”
“Hello, Boss Ren, what would you like to have read?”
Jiang Muyu sized him up—his face was harsh, with dark circles under his eyes, looking completely drained. She had seen many such spoiled rich boys before.
Ren Liuguang glanced at Jiang Muqing behind her and said, “Beauty streamer, doesn’t that guy thank you when you get gifts? Why hasn’t he thanked me for mine?”
“Of course he will.”
Jiang Muyu looked back at Jiang Muqing. “Quick, thank the boss for the Carnival gifts.”
Jiang Muqing pressed his lips tightly, silent.
Ren Liuguang’s voice came through again, “Jiang Muqing, even though your family has fallen and you’re crippled now, no need to ignore me, right? I sent you ten Carnivals.”
Jiang Muyu raised an eyebrow. “So Boss Ren, you know him?”
Ren Liuguang snorted coldly. “We grew up together. He was arrogant even then. Didn’t expect he’d still be so proud after becoming crippled.”
—【Why talk like that? Is he here to cause trouble?】
—【Is it necessary to keep bringing up his leg? I’m done with this.】
—【I really thought this was a hostile fortune-telling session just now.】
—【Have to say, even crippled, he looks better than Ren.】
Jiang Muyu responded with a playful “Oh.” “I actually didn’t know that. Since he calls me grandaunt and you grew up with him, you can call me grandma too. Grandma will be merciful today and save your miserable life.”