Super Rich: Starting the game by going back ten years to buy Bitcoin

Virtual currency.

When those three words came out of Li Yichen's mouth, Xiao Yuqing's chopsticks were suspended in mid-air, holding a piece of foie gras, but she didn't move.

She had heard of Bitcoin when she was in college, but back then nobody took it seriously. In the dorm, people talked about postgraduate entrance exams, civil service exams, and job hunting. Cryptocurrency sounded like a pyramid scheme.

But now—

The string of numbers she had just glimpsed was still lingering in her mind. It started with a 2, followed by a long string of zeros. She hadn't counted exactly how many zeros there were, but she had clearly heard the unit "hundred million".

During her four years at university, she knew Li Yichen all too well. He wasn't the type to brag all the time, nor was he some kind of privileged or wealthy heir. He wore T-shirts that cost 100 yuan each from a street vendor near the school gate, ate the cheapest one-meat-one-vegetable set meal in the cafeteria, and even hesitated for ages about whether to get ice in his milk tea.

There's only one person.

Two years after graduation, I turned my life around thanks to cryptocurrency.

It didn't just turn over, it turned to the heavens.

Xiao Yuqing put the foie gras in her mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it. Her taste buds told her it was delicious, but her attention wasn't on the food at all.

She put down her chopsticks, propped her arms on the table, and tilted her head to look at Li Yichen.

"Fine, I believe you're not a rich kid."

She paused for a moment, then changed her tone.

"But now that you're so rich, as your old classmate and deskmate—shouldn't you do something to show your appreciation?"

Li Yichen was stuffing his third piece of Wagyu beef into his mouth when he heard this and raised his eyelids slightly.

Xiao Yuqing winked at him and smiled brightly.

He knew that smile all too well. Back in their sophomore year, every time he caught Xiao Yuqing sneaking potato chips in class, it was that same smile. The meaning was clear—you cover for me, and I'll treat you to milk tea later.

It's the same now. It's just a matter of making him treat me to a meal later.

Li Yichen finished chewing the Wagyu beef in his mouth and swallowed it, then wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Just then, the barrage of comments on Xiao Yuqing's phone screen suddenly became dense.

"Hey streamer! Your old classmate is so rich, what are you even working so hard for!"

"I need a sugar daddy, sis! It'll save you twenty years of wasting time!"

"Come on, streamer! Help us get married!!"

"This guy looks like a walking money tree, what are you waiting for, streamer!"

The comments scrolled by rapidly, one after another. Xiao Yuqing glanced at them, then quickly pulled her phone closer to her chest, her ears burning.

These people are all incredibly good at stirring up trouble.

Li Yichen didn't see the specific content of the comments, but he did see Xiao Yuqing's momentary embarrassment. Her ears turned red, her gaze darted downwards, and her fingers unconsciously twirled around her hair.

interesting.

He shrugged, arranged the knife and fork, leaned back in his chair, and looked up at Xiao Yuqing with his chin raised.

"Beautiful Xiao, how would you like me to express my feelings?"

He deliberately dragged out the last few words.

Xiao Yuqing had just picked up her wine glass to take a sip to cover her embarrassment when she was choked by those words, and the rim of the glass hit her teeth.

She looked up at Li Yichen.

The guy was leaning back in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, a slight smile playing on his lips, neither smiling nor serious, just staring at her.

She had never seen this expression on Li Yichen's face before, back in school.

What was Li Yichen like back then? Quiet, introverted, blushing to the roots of his neck after being teased by her, and speaking in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

What now?

Now this person is sitting opposite a bottle of Lafite that costs 88,000 yuan, wearing cheap clothes that cost 200 yuan, exuding a relaxed feeling of "I'm rich but I'm too lazy to explain to you".

Xiao Yuqing felt a little uneasy under his gaze, so she lowered her head and avoided looking at him, her eyes fixed on her phone screen.

The comments section was still flooded with messages.

"The streamer is blushing!!!"

"Oh no, this must be what it feels like to fall in love?"

"Sisters, don't hesitate, just open your mouth!"

"Hey streamer, why don't you just say 'I don't want to work hard anymore' and see what happens!"

Xiao Yuqing stared at the line of text on the screen—"I don't want to work hard anymore."

The sentence swirled in her mind twice.

Then, she didn't know what got into her head—maybe the red wine had gotten to her head, or maybe she was influenced by the commotion from the thousands of people in the live stream—

She placed her phone on the table, screen facing up, with the camera pointing directly at the two of them.

He rested his chin on his hands, leaned slightly forward, and tilted his head to the side, revealing a section of his fair neck above his left collarbone.

"Little Li".

Her voice was lowered by half a octave, with the ending note rising, carrying a lazy air about it.

"My sister doesn't want to work hard anymore."

The live stream chat exploded.

The barrage of comments instantly went from scrolling normally to a frenzy of spam, with the screen filled with "Holy crap," "Ahhhhh," "The streamer is awesome," and "He really said it, he really said it."

The number of online users jumped from over three thousand to four thousand eight hundred.

Five thousand.

Five thousand three.

It's still rising.

Li Yichen stopped using his knife and fork.

He looked at Xiao Yuqing across from him—her hands supporting her chin, her head slightly tilted, a faint smile playing on her lips, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, glancing at him through her eyelashes.

This move is quite lethal.

Two years ago, Li Yichen would most likely have blushed, stammered, and made an excuse to go to the toilet to escape.

But today is not two years ago.

He has 2.9 billion in his account today.

2.9 billion.

Raising one Xiao Yuqing? Forget one, you could raise a hundred more than enough.

Of course, these words can only be thought of in one's mind; saying them aloud would be considered a scumbag's quote.

But he caught the hint of a smile in Xiao Yuqing's eyes. The smile carried three parts teasing, three parts probing, and four parts provocation: "I don't believe you dare to accept."

She was teasing him.

Throughout her four years of university, Xiao Yuqing's greatest skill was teasing him. After teasing him until he was red-faced and his neck was bulging, she would laugh so hard she was doubled over.

She wins every time.

Today? Sorry, he doesn't want to lose today.

Li Yichen put down his knife and fork and leaned forward.

The table wasn't wide, and with his reach, the distance between them suddenly shrank to less than half a foot. He could see clearly even the tiny, almost invisible freckle on Xiao Yuqing's nose.

Xiao Yuqing's smile froze for a moment.

She could feel Li Yichen's breath brushing against her cheek, carrying the subtle sweetness of red wine and the lingering aroma of Wagyu beef.

too close.

"sure."

Li Yichen stared at her, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Since you don't want to work hard anymore, then you'll follow me from now on."

It paused for half a second.

I'll take care of you.

Xiao Yuqing's eyelashes trembled twice.

She didn't back down—she couldn't. If she did, she would lose.

The chat in the live stream wasn't just spamming, it was exploding. The system kept popping up notifications saying "XXX has entered the live stream," and the number of viewers had exceeded six thousand.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, is this guy serious?!"

"Look at the man you married, anchorwoman!!!"

"Oh no, I'm definitely shipping this couple. I'm going to write fanfiction tonight."

Xiao Yuqing didn't look at the comments; she stared at Li Yichen's face.

The boy who used to want to crawl under the table after being teased by her is now less than half a foot away from her, saying with a serious face, "I'll take care of you."

He was challenging her to a duel.

Row.

If you dare to accept, I dare to pursue.

Xiao Yuqing blinked, but instead of backing away, she moved forward two centimeters.

"Oh? You'll support me?"

Her voice trailed off, carrying a languid sweetness.

"Little Li, you can't joke like that."

She held up one finger and waved it in front of Li Yichen.

"Since you said you'd take care of me, then I'll be following you from now on. You can't go back on your word."

To an outsider, that sounds like flirting.

But Xiao Yuqing knew perfectly well—she bet Li Yichen wouldn't dare to continue.

It was always like this back in college. She would steer the conversation in an ambiguous direction, and Li Yichen would immediately surrender, blushing and saying, "Stop messing around."

Tried and tried.

So she waited with a smile. She waited for Li Yichen to blush, for him to stammer, for him to surrender.

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair.

He rested one hand on the armrest and tapped his fingers lightly twice.

If this had been said a few days ago, he would have definitely given up. It wasn't that he didn't want to win, it was that he couldn't afford to. For someone earning a meager five or six thousand a month to say "I'll support you" isn't affectionate, it's ridiculous.

It's different now.

With 2.9 billion yuan at his disposal, his confidence is more solid than the foundation of this hotel.

"OK."

In short, it was decisive and efficient.

Xiao Yuqing's smile froze on her face.

Li Yichen tilted his head, the slight curve of his lips just the right amount to send chills down one's spine.

"Don't worry. Anyone who goes back on their word is a little dog."

Xiao Yuqing stood frozen in her chair.

The smile disappeared, replaced by a sense of bewilderment, as if wondering, "Have I gotten myself into this mess?"

They lifted a stone only to drop it on their own foot.

It was an extra-large rock.

"Whoever goes back on their word is a little dog"—if she says this and then says, "I was just kidding," then she is a little dog. If she doesn't say it, then it's tantamount to admitting that she's being "taken care of" by Li Yichen.

The live stream chat has gone crazy.

The comments weren't just scrolling by one message at a time; they were scrolling across the entire screen. The number of online viewers had already surpassed eight thousand and was still climbing.

"Hahahaha, the streamer got counter-killed!!!"

"This plot is even more explosive than a TV drama, guys!"

"Anchor: I just wanted to make a joke, but I ended up getting myself into trouble.jpg"

"My old classmate became a reclusive millionaire, and got married during an interview—that's outrageous!"

Xiao Yuqing remained silent.

There was silence for about three seconds.

Seeing that she was silent, Li Yichen smiled. Enough is enough; it's time to stop. If you keep teasing her, you'll really push her too far.

He picked up the bottle of Lafite, refilled Xiao Yuqing's glass, and then poured himself a full glass.

He picked it up and held it up towards Xiao Yuqing.

"Here, let me toast you."

The smile on his lips widened.

"Beautiful Xiao, congratulations on avoiding twenty years of detours."

Xiao Yuqing was speechless.

She stared at Li Yichen for two seconds, biting her lower lip, looking like she was ready to fight him.

But she didn't give up.

She couldn't lose. She'd teased Li Yichen for four years in college with an undefeated record; if she lost today, all that reputation from those four years would be for nothing.

She picked up her wine glass, touched it to Li Yichen's glass, tilted her head back, and downed it in one gulp.

She drank a bottle of Lafite that cost 88,000 yuan with the air of someone chugging baijiu.

The cup was turned upside down, not a drop left.

Li Yichen raised an eyebrow.

This means that the person is not convinced.

interesting.

He downed a glass too, then put it down and waved to the waiter.

"Bring a few more of your signature dishes."

The waiter walked over quickly, holding a notebook in his hand.

"Sir, would you like to add—"

"No need to look anymore, just bring out whatever's good."

After Li Yichen finished speaking, he turned to look at Xiao Yuqing, picked up the serving chopsticks on the table, and put a piece of lobster meat into her plate.

"Eat more. The food at this restaurant is alright."

I picked up another piece of cod.

"Try this too, it tastes good with that sauce."

Xiao Yuqing held her empty wine glass, looking at the ever-growing pile of food on the plate in front of her. Her lips twitched, but she couldn't bring herself to say what she wanted to say.

The waiter stood to the side, his eyes darting back and forth between the two men.

So what exactly is their relationship?

She scribbled a couple of lines on the order form, then headed towards the kitchen. After taking seven or eight steps, she couldn't help but glance back.

At the table by the window, a young man in a gray T-shirt was pouring drinks for the girl across from him, talking as he poured. The girl smiled with her head down, her ears turning red, her chopsticks poking at the lobster meat in her dish, but she didn't put it in her mouth for a long time.

Outside the window, the lights of countless homes shone on the half-empty bottle of Lafite between the two men, the dark red liquid swirling slightly.

The waiter looked away, pursed his lips, and quickened his pace toward the kitchen.

The bartender behind the bar was wiping glasses when he saw her come back and came over to ask her a question.

"Hey, you at window number three, have you paid yet?"

The waiter shook his head.

"No. We added more dishes."

"How much was added?"

The waiter glanced down at the numbers on the order book and then turned the book over to show him.

The bartender stopped wiping the glasses.

"This guy... spent a fortune on dinner tonight—"