mijobooks Chapter 340 - 342: Ducky Legend
Chapter 340 - 342: Ducky Legend
Her face deathly pale, the girl was led away by the police. As she left, she bowed repeatedly to Su Nian in gratitude.
One of the young officers found it odd and shot her a curious glance.
"What are you doing that for?"
"It’s all thanks to her that I wasn’t killed today."
The girl trembled, tears welling up in her eyes.
But the officer frowned. The person on the screen was clearly a beautiful woman!
He didn’t know what Su Nian’s stream was about, only that he had gotten a clear look at her beautiful face.
He was completely baffled. ’Three huge question marks popped into his head.’
’So good looks can save lives now??’
The perplexed young officer led the girl away.
The girl’s feed went offline.
[I could only let myself cry once I saw she was safe. I was so scared just now.]
[I thought being child-free and unmarried was the way to stay safe, but I guess that just makes those scumbags target you even more.]
[Oh my god, I’m straight-up terrified of men now. How awful!]
[Especially since the girl didn’t even know him, but that guy actually stalked her for that long and even hid under her bed!]
[Now, whenever I think about it, I instinctively want to check under my bed.]
[Tell me about it. I used to have a ton of stuff piled under my bed, but I just cleared it all out. I’ve decided I’m going to check under there every single night before I go to sleep.]
Su Nian then told her viewers a little about the girl’s future.
"This girl will develop a fear of men because of this incident."
[See? I knew it!]
[Forget her, *I’m* about to develop a fear of men!]
"However, in the future, she’s fated to meet the officer who saved her today, and sparks of love will fly."
Su Nian said no more, not wanting to reveal too many details.
The viewers, however, were already filling in the blanks. The slightly clueless officer and the sweet, gentle girl... come to think of it, they seemed like a perfect match.
The atmosphere instantly lightened, shaking off the previous gloom.
Seeing that her viewers’ moods had returned to normal, Su Nian let them be and began to send out the second lucky bag of the day.
The result of the lucky bag draw appeared quickly once again, a line of text materializing on the screen.
[Congratulations to ’No Love, Carefree’ for grabbing the streamer’s lucky bag!]
[FUCK FUCK FUCK, not me again! I really want the streamer to scan my home to see if anything’s wrong.]
[Me too! I want to know what kind of partner I’ll find in the future.]
[Exactly! I’m into muscular hunks!]
[Girl, you’re still young. When you get to my age, you’ll appreciate the finer points of a college jock.]
[Hey, where does that leave my high school boys?]
Su Nian ignored the viewers’ banter.
Instead, she initiated the call. The other person must have been holding their phone, as they accepted the call instantly without any hesitation.
Once the call connected, the screen split in two. The left half revealed a young man.
The young man was wearing a bathrobe. Even through the stream, you could tell it was well-tailored, the fabric exuding an air of expense.
He had a buzz cut. The moment the video connected, he tried to look cool by running a hand over his hair.
He made a point of showing off his jawline, tilting his head and stroking it pointedly.
Watching his greasy moves, Su Nian felt something was off before they had even started talking.
’It felt a bit awkward, and I kind of didn’t want to watch...’
[I don’t know how to put it, but my skin is crawling!]
[Does he think he’s hot or something?]
[This is making me so uncomfortable, I feel like I have ants crawling all over me!]
[Quick, I need to watch some videos of high school boys to cleanse my eyes.]
Especially when the viewers saw his ID, "No Love, Carefree," and then saw his pretentious posturing, he was giving off major peacock vibes.
[This ’No Love, Carefree’ guy... I swear to god, he’s like a damn peacock!]
[He’s so greasy, it’s making me sick!]
[Is he just here to leech off the streamer’s fame? Look at the way he’s writhing around. Does that look like someone who wants a reading? Why do I feel like I’m watching a male escort club?]
[He’s giving me goosebumps all over. I’m getting a real sleazy vibe from him!]
"No Love, Carefree" saw the comments and coughed lightly, a flicker of guilt in his eyes.
’The viewers were right. He really was here to chase clout.’
’He had, in fact, been a gigolo before...’
’But he’d gone legit now. After getting out of that life, he made money by filming suggestive videos and doing e-commerce livestreams.’
’But now, with the platform flooded with new viewers, the standards for streamers were getting higher and higher.’
’For guys like him, it was a classic case of "out with the old, in with the new," and he was the old wave dying on the shore.’
’But he had thought of a solution: clout-chasing.’
’Besides, he knew of this streamer, Su Nian. He knew she was one of the biggest streamers on the platform.’
’He also knew that Su Nian’s stream was full of rich, beautiful women—the perfect hunting ground for new clients.’
’Since his streaming career was going nowhere, he had set a new goal for himself: to become a male mistress!’
’And to do that, he first needed to find himself a sugar mama.’
’So he came to Su Nian’s stream. He’d been lurking for several days, not watching a single broadcast but sending out DMs left and right.’
’Not a single rich woman had paid him any mind, though. Thinking about it made him feel a little bitter.’
’In his heart, he actually looked down on the people watching these streams.’
’Weren’t they all a bunch of idiots? Who believes in ghosts in this day and age?’
’He hadn’t watched Su Nian’s streams closely, and he didn’t believe she was the real deal.’
’In his eyes, this was modern China; where would you find so many weird and bizarre things?’
With that, "No Love, Carefree" cleared his throat and stroked his jawline. He sat up ramrod straight and deliberately deepened his voice. "Streamer, I’m here because I want to know when my soulmate will appear."
[Oh my god, can he stop faking that voice?!]
[Excuse me, do you have a slipper stuck in your throat?]
[You’d probably need ten of them to sound like that.]
Hearing his voice, Su Nian struggled to keep a straight face.
"Please pay the divination fee. One Carnival."
He reached up again to stroke that chiseled jawline. Pushing his tongue against his teeth, he said in a husky voice,
"On it, baby."
Su Nian: "..."
He immediately sent a Carnival, but the way he did it almost made Su Nian roll her eyes.
"Could you lend me that motorcycle in your throat? It’s an emergency!"
"Huh? What emergency?"
"I want to ride it over there and beat you up. Can you just talk normally?!"
His expression turned awkward, but he couldn’t resist stroking his chiseled jawline again.