Chapter 24: Shall I Switch to Another Livestream Room?

"Enough of this—I'm that so-called pretty boy you're all talking about."

"Stop spouting nonsense. If it's a battle you want with your so-called 'god-tier' player, then it's a battle you'll get."

With a roar of fury, Su Chen stepped forward into the livestream frame.

Seeing Sister Zhou being so harshly maligned by the barrage of comments, his heart twisted with pain.

Rage surged within him as he stood before the computer, revealing himself to the viewers.

"Su Chen..."

Zhou Xiaofen's expression froze.

She stared at him in stunned disbelief, shaken to her core.

"Sister Zhou, I must confess—I lied to you. I'm actually a second-generation heir, with wealth beyond measure."

"I couldn't stand watching that 'Wu Ji' guy try to meet you. It stirred something in me... I couldn't let it happen."

Su Chen gazed at her with gentle eyes, his voice low and warm.

"But you shouldn't have done that!"

"That was over four million! We could've bought so many things with that kind of money!"

A wave of sweetness bloomed in Zhou Xiaofen's heart, like warm honey spreading through her chest.

Unable to contain herself, she gave Su Chen a playful pinch at the waist, her expression both coy and teasing.

Seeing her like this, Su Chen breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

What he feared most was misunderstanding and rejection from her—after all, she was his fiancée.

Feeling the weight lift from his shoulders, he turned calmly to face the camera.

His voice rang out, firm and unwavering:

"To the user named 'I Really Have No Money'—if you've got the guts, meet me in the livestream at 1 AM."

The moment his words landed and Su Chen appeared on-screen, the chat exploded with excitement.

Everyone's gossip instincts flared up.

A man had suddenly appeared in Sister Zhou's room—and not just any man, but the very same 'pretty boy' who had just taken a stand against millions.

What exactly was going on between him and Sister Zhou?

The audience erupted.

"Sister Zhou, who is this man? You two seem awfully close!"

"Yeah, yeah—he's so handsome! Totally on par with those idol-tier pretty boys."

"For real, that face could launch a thousand ships."

Comment after comment flew across the screen like fireflies in a storm.

The mystery of this stranger eclipsed even the earlier donation war.

Questions about his identity soon drowned out Chu Yi's presence entirely.

"He's my fiancé," Zhou Xiaofen replied sincerely.

"We're about to get our marriage license."

A blush bloomed on her cheeks.

After all, she did feel a growing fondness for Su Chen.

"What?! Sister Zhou is getting married? My heart's broken!"

"Come on now, like you ever had a chance in the first place."

For a moment, all attention shifted to whether or not Sister Zhou was truly getting married.

The fierce donation war from earlier was all but forgotten, brushed aside like a dream upon waking.

"Heh..."

Chu Yi's expression darkened as he watched the livestream unfold.

He sneered.

Su Chen really was clever—using one wave of hype to smother another.

Diverting the audience's attention with a bigger bombshell, he'd skillfully buried the original drama.

As though nothing had ever happened.

Cunning. This protagonist had some brains after all.

But did he think Chu Yi would simply let it go?

Chu Yi had seen some of the viewers still asking about the donation challenge—but their voices were drowned out by fangirls swooning over Su Chen's looks and their curiosity about his relationship with Sister Zhou.

Even though there were still questions lingering, they were like ripples lost in the vast sea.

All they needed now was a rallying cry.

A cold grin curled across Chu Yi's lips.

With a swift click, he launched ten Super Rockets into the stream.

Whoosh!

Ten blazing fireworks soared across the screen, stunning the entire room into silence.

And then—another ten.

Each explosive gift struck like a thunderclap, shaking the chat awake and reigniting forgotten tensions.

"Damn, this guy really has money. That's another forty grand in the blink of an eye!"

"He dropped 4.5 million earlier—what, are we just ignoring the whole ranking war now?"

"Right! That pretty boy challenged the god—how could I not be hyped for this?"

"A classic tale of two men fighting for the same woman—and one of them is her fiancé. This is wild."

Meanwhile, Su Chen, still in the middle of responding to the stream, felt a flicker of panic and paled slightly.

He rose quickly and faced the camera.

"To the one who says he's broke—1 AM, we'll settle this. I'm not in the mood to fight right now."

Not in the mood?

Or is it because you're out of cash?

Without your system rewards, how long can you keep up this rich-boy act?

Chu Yi cracked his knuckles and slammed another message onto the public chat:

"Not in the mood? Sounds more like you're out of money."

"Sigh, how boring. Fine, 1 AM it is."

"But hanging around this stream is getting dull... maybe I'll check out another one."

"You think I'm broke? I'll bury you in cash when the time comes—just wait!"

"Whoever chickens out at 1 AM is the loser for life!"

Su Chen's face darkened with fury, his voice rising in a defiant roar.

Yet inwardly, he breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

He just needed to delay the fight.

He'd already confirmed with the system—the next sign-in bonus would be more than five times his usual reward.

And when the time came…

Let's see what you've got to match me then.

A smug grin crept across his face.

In his mind's eye, Chu Yi was already lying defeated at his feet.

But while Su Chen was basking in his imaginary victory, the streamers watching the drama unfold grew restless with excitement.

A mysterious tycoon who had just burned through millions was now looking for another room to visit.

Surely, he would rain down gifts wherever he went.

Even the most popular streamers—like Wei Shen and Da Sima—began silently praying:

"Come to my stream."

"Come to my stream."

At her own desk, streamer Dai Xiaomei's eyes sparkled.

Nervously gripping the hem of her shirt, her heart thumped like a war drum.

Where would he go?

Then Chu Yi posted a simple line to the public screen:

"I'll drop by Dai Xiaomei's stream for a bit. Always been a fan of hers."

What? He likes me?

Staring at those words, Dai Xiaomei's heart nearly leapt out of her chest.

Her fingers clenched tighter around her clothes as a flush spread across her cheeks.