The young lady on the other end must have thought her words were a bit lacking, because she added another line: accompanying fee.
Then added again:
A month’s worth of accompanying fees—you’re worth this price.
I stood frozen in the middle of the cafeteria for a whole minute, completely stunned.
Huh…?
How come I didn’t know I was worth that much?
Well—only an idiot wouldn’t take easy money.
If the rich young lady thinks I’m worth it, then I’m worth it.
Without the slightest hesitation, I tapped [Accept Transfer].
Meanwhile, in her luxurious villa, Su Liumeng literally jumped with joy.
“Perfect start!”
She clenched her fist and made a cheering gesture.
“Let’s gooo!”
Soon after, Shangguan Xiyue called.
“Did you add her as a friend yet?”
“I did. I added her just now,” Su Liumeng replied.
“But… I don’t know what to say to her…”
Ever since she drove someone out of the Su family, Su Liumeng—who had always enjoyed a smooth-sailing life—was now, for the first time, at a complete loss over something.
“Does she have any hobbies? Or favorite foods or something?” she asked hesitantly.
The two of them kept chatting for quite a while.
Later that afternoon, just as Su Liumeng was about to go out, a thought struck her:
That hateful person—could he have also come to Beiqing University?
She picked up her phone and dialed a number.
“Help me check if someone has enrolled at Beiqing.”
“Who is it?” the person on the other end asked.
“Oh… just my former… ‘brother.’ But we don’t have any relationship now, not even a cent’s worth. His ID number is…”
Beep—beep.
The call abruptly ended.
Five minutes later, the school’s admin office called her back.
“Based on the ID number you provided, we couldn’t find a student with that identity enrolled at Beiqing.”
“Hmph.” Su Liumeng pouted.
“Tch, guess you knew this lady’s not to be messed with and ran off fast enough.”
Then, she suddenly remembered what her parents had told her.
“Meng meng, since we’ve already driven him out of the Su family, don’t make things harder for him. After all, we did raise him for over ten years. Let it go when you can.”
Su Liumeng bit her lip.
Even after she’d played her part to perfection, she still couldn’t get Si Xinyan to be truly hated by everyone?
Such a Clingy Ghost.
The first two days at Beiqing University were set aside for registration, with military training beginning on the third day.
That meant students had the rare luxury of enjoying two days off right after enrolling.
*****
Afternoon of Day Two.
Shangguan Xiyue dragged me into a voice chat room. As soon as I entered, I saw that someone was already waiting in the voice channel.
Their username was simply “Su,” and the avatar was of a girl hugging a ragdoll cat—though her face wasn’t visible.
Because the room was set to open mic by default, my muttered self-talk was transmitted straight through the headset.
“You want to squad up for four-man queue?”
Hearing the soft, sweet girl voice through her headphones, Su Liumeng’s eyes widened dramatically.
Who is this… person?
Why was Yan God bringing someone else to game with them, especially when she, the paying client, was already in the squad?
A woman’s sixth sense kicked in instantly.
She had a gut feeling that this girl would become her biggest love rival.
Honestly, this whole mess was Shangguan Xiyue’s fault.
She hadn’t even considered the possibility of a love triangle or emotional blowup.
She had simply invited the young heiress to join the game too—thinking nothing of it.
At the same time—
“You’re about to play?”
Li Mei walked over to me with a book in hand.
“Yeah. You?” I replied.
“Heading to the library—so I don’t disturb you.”
“No, I’m the one disturbing you…”
Back in the voice room, Su Liumeng was grinding her teeth so hard it sounded like she might shatter them. Her little fists were clenched tight.
Damn it.
What was this girl’s relationship with Yan God?
Even after she had paid the full escort gaming fee, did Yan God really have to bring this girl into the game?
Su Liumeng’s imagination was already playing out countless tragic white moonlight (unattainable first love) drama plots.
Hah.
Who says the newcomer can’t steal the spotlight?
She immediately unmuted her mic.
Her white-lotus persona clicked into place—full tea mode activated—as she chirped sweetly:
“Your voice is so pretty, little sister. Even I’m starting to feel jealous as a fellow girl. Sigh, unlike me—just turned eighteen yesterday, and already becoming an old hag…”
“…Huh?” I paused for a beat and instantly realized—this chick was throwing shade.
Hard.
Like hell I’d take that lying down.
What, I can’t be shady too?
“Oh wow, what a coincidence—I just turned eighteen last month too. But unlike you, I didn’t manage to age into an ‘old hag’ right after my birthday. Must be something about how people with a… certain look always sound so special—so charming, calling people ‘little sister’ right off the bat.”
A war with no smoke and no swearing had officially begun between two women.
Shangguan Xiyue entered the voice room just in time to witness the tension: sharp-edged, passive-aggressive verbal warfare so cutting, it practically drew blood—but all with polite smiles.
Uh…
She suddenly realized she may have just done something incredibly stupid.
Originally, Shangguan Xiyue had planned to introduce two cute girls to Xiaoyan (me), thinking maybe sparks would fly. But clearly, sparks did fly—just not the romantic kind.
The two girls clashed the moment they met, and now they were already bickering in the voice chat room.
This can’t just end in disaster, right?
Shangguan Xiyue panicked and whipped out her phone:
[Text Message]
Bro, we’ve got a major situation—get here, now!Your future wife… is in a fight.
Ding-dong—
She sent me the voice chat channel ID.
I was just about to reply with some snark, but suddenly my heart skipped a beat.
Wait a minute…
Out of all the hours in a day, how did this happen at the exact same time I was playing a game?
Logging into my main account—the one tied to the “Black Box” ID—I prepared to enter the voice chat and figure out what the hell was going on.
But the moment I entered the channel number and stared at the familiar lobby interface…
I froze.
Wait.
Hold up.
Did Shangguan Xiyue just say… my future wife?
So that means…
She was trying to introduce me to… myself?
My throat bobbed as I swallowed hard.
Right at that moment, Su Liumeng’s voice rang out in the chat:
“Heh, just because Yan God likes playing games with you doesn’t mean she likes you as a person. Let me make this clear—Yan God’s future wife can only be me.”
Yan God…?
My pupils shrank.
And suddenly, everything made sense.
So Shangguan Xiyue was the “Night Owl”?
And she was trying to set me up… with myself?
At that moment, I genuinely wanted to strangle her.
Are you kidding me?!
Can you please not go full speed after every cute girl you see?
Su Liumeng was still yapping away, making dramatic declarations of her “territory.”
If this had happened just minutes ago—before I put the pieces together—I absolutely would’ve clapped back with something shady. Like:
“Oh yeah? Why you and not me?”
But now?
Now, everything was different.
Now that I knew both of them were fighting over me, I couldn’t possibly say things like that anymore.
Earlier, I’d just been annoyed at her, ready to blow things up for the hell of it.
But Su Liumeng wasn’t done yet.
“Hmph. What do you mean ‘your husband’?
That’s my husband.
Why so quiet now, huh? You scared?
Where’s all that attitude from earlier?”
I swallowed again, hard.
My voice trembled slightly as I replied:
“No… your husband. Your husband…”
The moment those words left my lips, I resigned myself to fate.
I closed my eyes like a condemned man, and then—
I fled.
I shut down both of my voice chat accounts in a panic, like a soldier deserting the battlefield.
Shangguan Xiyue, seeing the now-empty chat room, immediately blew up both my WeChat accounts with a flood of angry messages:
[Xiyue]:
“Bro, what the hell did you just do?”
“Explain!!”
“Do you want to die?!”
[“Where the heck are you? That little sister’s been waiting forever—get your butt over here!”]
[“Junior, why did you suddenly log out? Was it because of the argument? I forgot to tell you ahead of time, the person I invited this time was the legendary Jiuyan. She’s a big fan of Jiuyan, so she might’ve gotten a little too excited seeing you. I’ll go explain things to her in a bit and let her know you don’t actually know Jiuyan yet.”]
I stared at the two ongoing WeChat conversations, feeling like my head had doubled in size.
It was as if I needed to split myself in half just to handle it all.
What do I do?
What do I do?!
If Shangguan Xiyue finds out that her beloved brother Xiaoyan is actually the cute junior from yesterday…
Wouldn’t I be utterly exposed?
Meanwhile, the messages kept coming in like machine-gun fire, and I just stared at my monitor with soulless, wide-open eyes.
How the hell am I supposed to play a game with myself?
And what’s worse—be introduced to myself as my own potential girlfriend?!
As my brain swirled in chaos, on the other side, Su Liumeng looked at the now two-person voice channel and revealed a triumphant smile.
Hmph, not just any vixen gets to play games with Yan God.
As the number one super-fan of Yan God, she felt it was only right that she defend her turf with pride.
I slumped my head.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
There was no way out of this unless I came clean to Shangguan Xiyue.
As my one and only true bro, if I kept lying to her, I’d only drown in guilt—and anyway, I had already thought of the perfect explanation.
So, I opened WeChat and sent Night Owl a simple message:
[“Hey… have you ever considered the possibility that the cute junior you met yesterday… is actually me?”]
[“It’s not that I don’t want to join the voice chat—it’s just, how exactly am I supposed to play games with myself?”]
[“Huh? Wait—WHAT?!”]
Shangguan Xiyue’s brain completely crashed on the spot.
[“Not gonna lie… back when I used to play games with you, I was using a voice changer the whole time…”]
Shangguan Xiyue instinctively dialed me right away.
And the moment she heard the crisp, sweet voice of a young girl over the line—
Her usually stone-cold expression shattered like a porcelain mask into a thousand fragments.
Huh?!
What the hell is going on?!
So the little junior…
Was actually Yan God?!
And that meant—
Her legendary “bro” Yan God wasn’t some greasy gamer guy at all…
But a ridiculously cute girl that even she found adorable?!