sinovels Chapter 174 A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter 174 A Tale of Two Cities
[Yang Dingtian] Delivers a Carnival! *10-hit combo!
Another gift worth 30,000 yuan!
The smile on "Little Sweetie Sauce's" face froze instantly, and her PK bar was crushed to the bottom in an instant, without even a chance to struggle.
"Thank you, Brother Yang Dingtian."
Shen Yourong thanked her sweetly, feeling very happy inside.
The feeling of being unconditionally protected by your own man is incredibly reassuring.
First round, instant kill.
In the second match, I was matched with a female streamer who danced to K-pop. She had a hot body and quite a few fans.
She tried to fight back, singing and dancing in the live stream, desperately trying to showcase her talents for her older brother.
As it turned out, her older brother had just sent her a rocket.
Ning Xiuyang immediately countered with a Carnival Combo.
The PK bar was filled up again in a second.
The female anchor turned green with embarrassment. She forced a few polite words and then sheepishly disconnected.
The second round was another instant kill.
The third round...
The fourth one...
Ning Xiuyang was like an emotionless gift-giving machine. In every PK, he didn't bother to look at who his opponent was. He would start with a Carnival or even more expensive gift and end the battle with the most crushing attitude.
Shen Yourong's live stream room has completely turned into Yang Shen's one-man slaughter show.
"I hereby declare that tonight is Yang Shen's solo performance!"
"That's incredible! Is this the power of a super-rich person? I'm in love!"
"Opponent streamer: Who am I? Where am I? Why did I get matched with this monster?"
"They're going crazy! Rongrong is going to top the hourly rankings tonight!"
After winning seven or eight games in a row, Ning Xiuyang felt a little bored.
This kind of victory, achieved purely through financial means, no longer brings him any pleasure.
Yang Dingtian: I have something to attend to.
He sent a comment and then prepared to leave.
Just as Ning Xiuyang was about to exit Douyin, another live stream appeared on the homepage.
The ID is "Tongtong Guaiguai".
This is Tong Anjin's live broadcast room.
Today, Tong Anjin was wearing an adorable bunny pajama set and was holding a ukulele, awkwardly playing and singing a children's song, with a sweet smile on her innocent face.
The background of the live stream has been changed.
It's no longer that cramped and crowded rental room, but a spacious, bright, and warmly decorated living room.
It seems they've already moved into their own apartment.
Tong Anjin seemed very satisfied with the new environment, and the smile on her face was more relaxed than before.
The live stream wasn't very popular, with only a few hundred people online and very few comments.
"Mom is so cute today!"
"This new house looks great! Congratulations to Tongtongtong's mom on moving to her new home!"
Seeing these comments, Tong Anjin's smile became even sweeter.
"Thank you everyone. Yes, we've moved to a new place, so we can do better live streams for you all from now on."
As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced at the perpetually grayed-out profile picture of the number one player on the leaderboard.
Yang Dingtian
The man who descended like a god and solved her immediate crisis.
He didn't go online all day yesterday, and she felt empty inside, as if something was missing.
Just then, the gray profile picture she had been waiting for all day suddenly lit up without warning!
Yang Dingtian entered the live stream room.
Tong Anjin's breath caught in her throat.
Her ukulele hand jerked suddenly, producing a piercing, screeching sound from the strings.
he came!
In an instant, a mix of emotions—nervousness, trepidation, joy, shyness—overwhelmed her, leaving her mind blank and even forgetting how to sing.
The viewers in the live stream also noticed.
"Holy crap! Yang Shen!"
"The Yang God has come to see Aunt Tong? What a rare guest!"
Ning Xiuyang looked at the little woman on the screen who froze for a moment, her cheeks turning red at a visible speed, and found it somewhat amusing.
Yang Dingtian gave away 1 Carnival gifts in Tongtong's live stream.
Yang Dingtian gave away 2 Carnival gifts in Tongtong's live stream.
……
Yang Dingtian gave away 5 Carnival gifts in Tongtong's live stream.
Five carnivals, 15,000 yuan.
It's not a lot, but for Tong Anjin, it's an astronomical figure.
"Thank you, brother! Thank you, Yang Shen!"
Tong Anjin bowed deeply in gratitude.
But before she could finish speaking, a notification popped up on the screen.
Yang Dingtian has left the live stream.
Tong Anjin: "..."
Viewers in the live stream: "..."
Everyone was stunned.
He... he's gone already?
From entering, to sending gifts, to leaving, the whole process took less than a minute.
He greeted me, offered an explanation, threw down 15,000 yuan, and then disappeared?
play?
Are all the top-ranked fans this casual?
Tong Anjin stood there, stunned, staring at the profile picture that had turned gray again, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
There was immense joy in receiving the gift, but more than that, there was a sense of... loss.
She hadn't even had a chance to say a few words to him properly.
This Brother Yang Dingtian is really... so unpredictable.
The only thing to play is the heartbeat!
Ning Xiuyang left Tong Anjin's live stream, quite satisfied with his performance.
When dealing with a woman like Tong Anjin who is very guarded, you can't be too hasty.
Be neither too close nor too distant, and alternate between hot and cold.
Give her a little treat, then suddenly disappear, so that she always thinks about you and wonders about you.
Wait until she can no longer live without you, then take her all at once.
That's what makes it interesting.
Putting away his phone, Ning Xiuyang stood up and stretched.
Game time is over, time to get down to business.
He took out his phone, found a number with the contact name "Zhengyang-Rongnu", and dialed it.
……
Zhengyang Media, General Manager's Office.
It was past closing time, but Rong Qing'e did not leave.
She sat blankly behind her desk, staring at the city lights outside the window, her eyes vacant.
It's been two days already.
Two days have passed since that afternoon, in that living room filled with an atmosphere of humiliation and immorality.
Ning Xiuyang has not contacted her in the past two days.
Not a single phone call, not a single message.
It was as if he had completely forgotten her existence.
This feeling caused Rong Qing'e immense torment and confusion.
That day, she thought she had completely figured things out and let go of everything.
She deleted Ju Wenming's contact information, threw away the wedding photos, and erased every trace of that man's existence from her world, little by little.
She told herself that from now on, she was Ning Xiuyang's slave, his property.
She even began to look forward to a life of being dominated and controlled.
But reality gave her a resounding slap in the face.
The master... didn't seem to take her, this "slave," too seriously.
He was like a child who got a new and interesting toy on a whim, played with it for a few hours, and then casually tossed it aside in a corner, never to be heard from again.
This feeling of being ignored and forgotten hurt her more than any humiliation.
[PS: Waaaaah~ Please support me with your love, I'm begging you, I'm kneeling down~ *sobs*]