The evening livestream went smoothly.
Smooth to an unimaginable degree.
Bai Xing's final results were 832 ships, 24 admirals, and over 16,000 gift revenue, totaling 170,000 in gross profit. Next month's payout would net her around 70,000 to 80,000, and after taxes at a 35% dividend rate, she could pocket a full 60,000 yuan, not to mention the additional earnings from the upcoming livestreams at the end of the month... For a new VTuber's debut, this was nothing short of a crushing victory.
"Independent talent," "reincarnated persona," "top-tier avatar," "massive fleet," "peak performance"...
All sorts of perfect reviews spread like a virus, exploding across the internet.
Few new VTubers could achieve this level of success.
For the VTuber fanatics, the existence of "Mei Biya" was simply too mysterious, to the point that it caught the attention of some major guilds.
Among the thousands of followers who surged to tens of thousands, there were all kinds of gachikoi sending private messages to "Mei Biya's" account—
Some asking for personal information, others probing for the mastermind behind the scenes, peers trying to fish for information, random nonsense messages, and even those asking, "If I become a governor, will there be governor gifts?" but not actually doing so, just talking big.
Of course, compared to all this, the one most shocked and speechless was a certain alluring woman hiding in a shabby apartment complex, tucked away in a dimly lit room.
"How could this happen... How could this happen..."
Tang Hua muttered, curled up in her ergonomic chair, her face filled with helplessness—
"My 'password,' how could she have cracked it at this moment..."
"That was the crystallization of my thoughts with the Boss, the truth I pondered over sleepless nights. Why, why did Bai Xing manage to learn it?"
Her pure yet seductive face was filled with confusion and frustration.
"No."
"That's not it."
She turned her attention to the livestream recording she had synced, slowly manipulating the playback slider in her video editing software, replaying certain frames repeatedly, carefully observing every expression made by the avatar.
"Upon closer inspection, her gaze is vastly different from what I recorded.
Mine is more 'restrained,' subtly conveying the Boss's attention; hers is more 'expressive,' like the joy and pride one feels after experiencing forbidden fruit...
But at their core, these two feelings are the same."
—Both are exclusive memories born from receiving affection.
They are manifestations of "love."
As the original artist of the avatar, Tang Hua was certain she couldn't be mistaken.
She was extremely sensitive.
And her intuition was razor-sharp.
Sharp enough to make others break out in a cold sweat.
"That's it, she received the Boss's 'affection,' which is why she could perform so well during the livestream."
Tang Hua analyzed slowly.
Even if it took a long time, she was as patient as a snail, meticulously dissecting every detail.
She knew.
Bai Xing had genuinely reached out to her for help before, clearly at a loss on how to portray those expressions.
From her panicked tone and frantic guesses, it was obvious she was on the verge of breaking down.
If nothing unexpected had happened, tonight's livestream would have been utterly unremarkable. But now, seeing her flawless performance in the replay...
Tang Hua had reason to suspect that Bai Xing had likely uncovered some "secret" related to "companionship" before going live.
—In other words, she had an epiphany.
She couldn't have had such a sudden realization on her own.
So, someone must have given her a push.
Hmm.
The only person who could have done that was the Boss.
"The Boss 'accompanied' her and showered her with excessive affection."
"That's why she was able to learn these secrets and become more confident and natural during the livestream. Even with an avatar she had never used before, she executed every necessary expression perfectly, even pushing the 'prototype' to its limits."
Damn it.
"Is this the benefit of living next door to the Boss?"
Putting aside Bai Xing's relationship with the Boss, objectively speaking, she hadn't let her "creation" go to waste.
She hadn't disappointed the Boss either; on the contrary, she had impressed him.
From the revenue data, Tang Hua could tell that Bai Xing was about to blow up.
Or rather, she was about to take off.
"Ugh."
"How could this happen..."
"Was I careless?"
"No. It's just that she's too close to the Boss, giving her the advantage of proximity. If it were me, if I were the one living next door to the Boss... He would have already been..."
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Tang Hua thought.
Though she wasn't one to compete or fight, if things continued like this, the Boss's affection would be taken by someone else, and that wasn't a scenario she wanted to see.
At this moment, she was absolutely certain, "Yes, the Boss is playing favorites."
"Last time, he wouldn't even spend more time with me... Though sending me home was already something to be grateful for. But..."
"Even during 'daytime,' he wouldn't stay with me longer."
For her, midnight was noon, the real daytime.
Daytime was safe, but the Boss had refused her;
Even if she wanted to do something, the Boss wouldn't agree, so why did he have to reject her so cruelly?
And now?
"Now he's gone to play with Bai Xing, to shower her with affection."
"..."
This isn't fair.
Tang Hua pouted, hugging her knees, her envious and resentful gaze fixed on the screen displaying that "version" of herself.
She murmured, "I want it too."
"It's my avatar she's using..."
"That kind of thing... I want to experience it too..."
"Once isn't enough..."
"Three times... no, five, ten, a hundred times would be better, right?"
"Damn it, she's turned the tables on me."
Tang Hua knew she was a woman with insatiable desires, a very bad, very wicked woman.
She had long been consumed by her cravings, and that was obvious.
Every time she indulged in her depraved acts with the printed papers on the wall, a sense of guilt would wash over her, eventually turning into "regret" and "anxiety."
It was all too familiar.
That feeling of immorality.
"But."
Even if the Boss found out... if he discovered the twisted desires she harbored for him,
If it meant receiving the same affection Bai Xing had gotten today, if it meant experiencing the Boss's one-on-one "companionship" again, wouldn't it all be worth it?
Even if the sky fell, so what?
Isn't life about being seen by him, cared for by him, and having your weary body cleansed by his gentle words?
Every day is already so tiring and difficult. If, if I could satisfy this 'great desire' in my heart... If I could find a way to make the Boss's love for me grow stronger—
"Anything would be worth it, right?"
"Why am I still hesitating to take the next step, while Bai Xing has taken the lead?"
With this thought.
Tang Hua finally mustered her courage, no longer hesitating.
With a "what's done is done" attitude, she picked up her cracked, spiderweb-like phone and sent a message to the Boss—
"I miss you."
"Boss, can you take me out for meat?"
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s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
