The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Pei Shaoyuan lay on the bed, his eyes wide open in the pitch black. The hotel bed was half the size of his home bed, yet it felt empty, spacious, quiet, and deserted.

No matter how I tossed and turned, the mattress was so soft; all I heard was the sound of fabric rubbing together. I started to struggle with myself, tossing and turning like a fish in a hot pan. After a while, I finally cursed and sat up abruptly, clutching the blanket.

You've already met, so why are you still sleeping alone?

He angrily turned on his phone, only to find the goodnight voice message Yu Lian had sent him lying quietly on the screen. The goodnight wasn't even properly said; the speech was rapid, then abruptly stopped at the end, sounding like a wail.

He opened the message and listened to it quickly several times, frowning. His expression was even more serious than when he was picking the biggest, pinkest, and most beautiful photo from a hundred similar pictures in his album. He was trying to analyze her mood when she sent the voice message from just one second.

He was very anxious. He didn't believe Yu Lian would obediently go to sleep. Last time she said she was going to sleep, but she used a smurf account to duo queue with another guy all night, and she was too stupid to hide it, so he found out.

Thinking back further, the night Yu Lian met him, she probably lied to her ex-boyfriend by saying she was going to sleep.

She doesn't even bother to come up with excuses when lying; she just randomly picks eating, sleeping, or taking a bath to fool people.

Silly baby. Naughty baby.

Pei Shaoyuan gripped his phone, his mind a jumble of emotions. One moment he wanted to kill her so she wouldn't have the strength to cheat, the next he wanted to try and trust her. His expression grew increasingly cold and fierce.

Having learned from past mistakes—especially since Pei Shaoyuan himself caused the previous one to fail—he didn't really want to give Yu Lian any trust. If the ability to resist external temptations were rated on a scale of 100, Yu Lian would be rated -1.

Pei Shaoyuan, a control freak who even needs to watch her expression while kissing, cannot tolerate any loss of control.

But then I thought of her trembling eyelashes, slightly moist, as she obediently nestled in his arms and was kissed…

His gray hair hung down in front of his eyes, and he kept his head down.

I decided to do something.

"Baby, you'd better really go to sleep."



Yu Lian was indeed not asleep.

After chatting with Gu Yitong on the balcony, I climbed into bed and, with nothing to do, opened the game "King of Glory" and saw that Ao Chen's account was in a team.

Book a room and bring him in.

Ao Chen logged in almost instantly, his microphone was on, and he sounded tired, his voice hoarse: "I'm playing a game with someone, wait for me to finish. Let me tell you, I'm almost exhausted, this boss..."

  

"You big jerk."

He's exhausted but still talks so much. Not having the patience to listen to him finish, Yu Lian swiftly cursed and tapped the X on his profile picture to kick him out.

There was an unbelievable silence on Ao Chen's end for a moment. Then he started pulling her frantically. Yu Lian smiled smugly, knowing he was going to kick her back, and gave him no chance, repeatedly and tirelessly clicking "no."

It was intentional, to make him see being rejected and have another heart attack.

After being rejected about twenty times, Ao Chen sent a message in a fit of anger.

[Friend] I can do it even without you saying it: c子

He finished cursing her less than a second later, and then started pretending to lie to her again. That's low-IQ crime.

[Friend] I'll do it even if you don't say it: Come in. I really won't kick you out, I have something to tell you.

[Friend] I can do it even if you don't tell me: Hurry up, stop dawdling.

Yu Lian believed he was up to no good, so she ignored his messages and focused on scrolling through her friend list to see if there were any online top-ranked players.

I carefully selected a Ma Chao with a combat power of 19,000 and a rating of 100, and sent him a message.

[Friend] A mixture of pity and hate: Want to play, brother?

[Friend] A mixture of pity and resentment: [Acting cute]

[Friend] A mixture of pity and resentment: [Acting cute]

[Friend] A mixture of pity and resentment: [Acting cute]

It's like they're going to keep bothering you until you die if you don't reply.

Ao Chen tried several more times, unwilling to give up, but returned disappointed. He was probably called back by the boss and rejoined the team.

[Friend] I'll do it even if you don't say it: No words needed.

[Friend] I'll do it even if you don't say it: If you don't let me kick you back tonight, you just wait, Yu Lian, I'll make you pay!

[Friend] I'll do it even if you don't tell me: Are you afraid, kid?

The more powerless and furious he became, the more delighted Yu Lian felt. Seeing him constantly forming teams, she spoke to him in a kind and caring tone.

[Friend] A mixture of pity and resentment: Why haven't you opened yet? You're probably just begging people to order you because you don't have any orders at all.

[Friend] I can do it even without you saying anything: 6

[Friend] I'd do it even without you saying anything: My schedule is fully booked next week, yay! Don't you have my order list? Go see for yourself how in demand I am, okay? You really think I'm kidding you?

[Friend] I'll do it even if you don't tell me: I'm playing three games today and only playing two. My boss friend is suspended, so I'm waiting for him.

The gaming companion group that Ao Chen works with has a shared document containing a schedule for each companion, allowing them to book in advance and check their availability. Ao Chen sends Yu Lian a copy every month, but Yu Lian hasn't opened it yet.

[Friend] A mixture of pity and hate: Oh…

[Friend] A mixture of pity and hate: But why are you on microphone? Didn't you say before that you wouldn't use microphone when you accepted companionship services?

[Friend] I can do it even without you saying it: Today's live chat orders. Two prices for live chat and no live chat.

Playing games with your partner requires providing emotional value, and Ao Chen usually avoids these jobs if possible. He's very impatient when talking while playing games, and even more impatient with coaxing his clients. His professional ethics are extremely low.

At this moment, the aloof and elegant Ma Chao, whom Yu Lian had privately messaged, replied with a single word: "Pull."

Yu Lian had no intention of continuing to entangle with Ao Chen, and went to Tian Shuang to provoke her one last time.

[Friend] A mixture of pity and resentment: Oh, so it's cheaper to open your mic, right?

[Friend] A mixture of pity and resentment: [Acting cute]

They're saying his voice is unpleasant again.

Ao Chen looked at the chibi version of Daji's emoji and laughed in exasperation. He felt that Yu Lian was making the same expression right now, both cheeky and adorable.

If she doesn't make sarcastic remarks every day, I'd start to suspect she's selling her account.

Seeing that Yu Lian's account had changed to 2/5 in the team, I tapped her avatar with my finger and unconsciously clicked the switch on and off, wondering who she was duo-queuing with.

They got into position so quickly, they probably weren't the ones who called them. Yu Lian always takes at least twenty minutes to get down after a call, and she'll yell at them, saying they're shameless old men who play some lousy Hou Yi Cheng Yaojin and have the nerve to come into her room.

Today was very quiet, peaceful, and kind.

He couldn't think of any more clues. The scope was too broad to identify a suspect.

When he was helping Yu Lian with her account, he looked through her friend list. It was full of people with comic book avatars and sad IDs. Nine out of ten were from the Chinese server, and the other one was a smurf account from the Chinese server.

[Friend] I'll do it even if you don't tell me: Don't mess with my mindset.

[Friend] I can do it even if you don't say it: Who are you playing against? Are you playing against that marksman Gongsun Li?

Yu Lian didn't reply immediately; the queue had switched to the game. Ao Chen held his breath, staring intently at her avatar card, where the status was displayed in hero selection.

A few seconds passed.

Think less about fate.

He hadn't played Yao, so he figured she was banned. Ao Chen breathed a sigh of relief and gloated as he sent her reservation messages to bother her.

[Friend] I'd do it even without you saying it: May you lose to death. Genshin Impact with a 36% win rate is here. Genshin Impact is awesome.

Having known each other for a while, they knew how to provoke each other, and Yu Lian indeed lost her temper.

[Friend] A mixture of pity and hate: Try calling me again. Who's responsible for this 36% win rate? I lost to you in the All-Star game this season. If I lose to you again this time, you're as good as dead. I'll take you down with me.

She's obsessed with stats and vanity when playing games. Not only her combat power, but also her hero ratings and win rates have to look good, otherwise she gets upset. At the end of each season, she'll chug several bottles of forgetfulness potions to boost her stats for the heroes she plays, like a character from the movie "Dying to Survive."

Ao Chen didn't dare to talk back, nor did he dare to ask what the unfamiliar character was pronounced. After being quiet for a while, he started saying nice things again.

[Friend] I'd do it even if you didn't say it: Actually, you haven't played enough games. Your skill level is definitely higher than 36, don't you think? Otherwise, I'll play a few more games with you tonight and help you improve your win rate.

[Friend] A mixture of pity and hate: Get lost. Do I need you? Do you think I'm powerless without you?

Ao Chen continued to express his loyalty.

[Friend] I would have done it even if you didn't say it: No, I'm just worried that the guy I'm duoing with will mess up, you know? I have to trust my sister Lian's skills, no doubt about it. We lost entirely because of those lousy teammates.

He was probably busy fighting for a minute after they started the game and didn't reply to him again.

It didn't say what the skill level of the guy she was duo-queuing with was.

The boss's friends finally arrived, and the game matchmaking began. Ao Chen was distracted and tried to watch Yu Lian's game, but he couldn't watch it while in a team; the notification sound of being unable to watch was incredibly loud.

Ao Chen felt increasingly hot under the fan's airflow, and the back of his phone was burning hot to the touch. He couldn't help but sigh impatiently. His voice was a bit loud, interrupting the conversation between his boss and the other two people playing with him, who were being used as background noise.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

He didn't notice, focused on typing. Like that silly boy who doesn't realize the homeroom teacher is standing behind him, constantly chatting with his deskmate.

[Friend] I can do it even if you don't tell me: What's your team composition?

[Friend] I can do it even if you don't tell me: Let me tell you, the private laner the boss ordered plays like a pro, he doesn't let me farm lanes, he gets a positive score every few games, and he still has the nerve to stay here.

[Friend] I would have done it even without being told: We lost the last game, and neither the sidelaner nor the marksman had any badges, only I was the gold-level jungler. The boss messaged me privately and said he'd pay me for the two games. I said forget it, don't pay the sidelaner, I'd feel much better that way.

[Friend] I can do it even if you don't say it: Are you bad at playing on the side lane this game? Are you duo queuing with the jungler or the marksman?

The true intentions were revealed as before.

In high-ranking five-player matches, the matchmaking time is long, but even after all that time, Yu Lian still hasn't replied.

Ao Chen felt like his phone was about to spontaneously combust in his hand.

The game started. The boss and the other players started chatting again. Ao Chen didn't know how complete strangers could chat so happily and talk so much, so he frowned and remained silent.

At worst, I'll just refund the price difference for opening the microphone.

Perhaps because he was too quiet, the boss struck up a conversation with him: "You've been playing Ma Chao all day, right? Send me a screenshot of your match results after the game."

"Hmm. Okay." He gave a vague reply, without asking why, his perfunctory attitude was obvious.

For some reason, he thought of Yu Lian's previous attempt to use his battle record screenshots to post on her WeChat Moments to show off. When asking for favors, she was arrogant and bossy, saying something like, "Screenshot this within five seconds or I'll blow up your cornfield."

Ao Chen recalled the memories and chuckled again.

While others were choosing their heroes, I couldn't resist logging out and opening the game's camp to capture their match history.

A whole page of Ma Chao, a whole page of MVPs and gold medals, perfect for perfectionists.

He sent it directly to Yu Lian via WeChat. He typed it smugly.

"Is this... God...?"

Shortly after the message was sent, someone who hadn't replied in the game suddenly sent a long voice message. Ao Chen listened to it in split screen while farming jungle monsters, a smile unconsciously spreading across his face.

The volume was just a bit more impressive than I had imagined.

"Are you crazy? Ao Chen, are you dead? Don't you know I'm playing a game? You were blocking my screen during a team fight, are you happy now that you're dead? Can you stop bothering me? I'll delete this if you post another one."

Ao Chen was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected that Yu Lian, who always liked to turn off Do Not Disturb, hadn't turned it off today. He was so dejected after being scolded that he didn't dare to reply, afraid of blocking her way again.

But there's a second hurdle. The mood sounds even worse. The storm is brewing.

"And another thing, you used my account to insult people, didn't you? You know I've been banned? You know I can't send in-game messages? Now I'm being verbally abused by a bunch of idiots and can't even talk back. Are you deliberately trying to kill me?"

"Get out of here, delete each other after you're done."

Ao Chen was terrified. After hearing the last sentence, he panicked so much that his hands trembled and he prematurely used Smite, giving the red buff to Jing who had just arrived to invade the jungle.

As Jing was leaving, a question mark emoji popped up above his head, as if mocking him.