Chapter 298: The Eldest Miss Has Arrived
Buzz—buzz.
Just as Wang Haoran pressed his fingerprint to unlock the villa’s front door, a faint vibration came from his phone. Glancing down, he saw a notification pop up.
A transfer message.
His account had just received twenty million.
Wang Haoran blinked, slightly stunned. Who would wire him such a massive amount?
Even as the thought formed, his phone lit up again—it was a call from Qin Yunhan.
“Darling, did the money arrive?” Her voice was sweet, but carried a certain teasing undertone.
“So it was you…” Wang Haoran finally understood, though he couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Why’d you send me twenty million?”
【Ding! The Host triggered Qin Yunhan’s jealousy. Gained 300 Villain Points!】
“Hmph, like you don’t know.” Her tone turned sour, filled with grievance. “Didn’t you just dump eleven million in gifts on Xu Muyan behind my back?!” “You found out?” Wang Haoran asked instinctively, caught off guard by her jealous tone.
But even as the words left his mouth, he realized how dumb the question was. Of course she’d know.
“She practically shoved it in my face to show off—how could I not know?” Qin Yunhan’s voice turned pitiful, like a little girl who’d been wronged.
So it really was Xu Muyan who ran her mouth.
Thinking about it, that was no surprise. The rivalry between Xu Muyan and Qin Yunhan had been smoldering for a long time, neither one willing to back down.
Now that he’d gifted Xu Muyan over ten million, how could she not be proud of it? If she didn’t run to Qin Yunhan to flaunt it, then that would be strange.
“She’s a streamer, so I went to boost her room a bit. Was only planning to spend a little, but some guy tried to snipe first place, and, well… I got caught up in the heat of the moment.” Wang Haoran tried to explain, softening his tone to ease Qin Yunhan’s feelings.
“It’s fine, really. I’m not mad at you, darling,” she said, voice perking up slightly. “I just can’t stand Xu Muyan bragging like that in front of me!”
Wang Haoran chuckled and asked, “So this twenty million…”
“Yep. You’re gonna gift it to me,” she answered without hesitation, her tone turning smug.
“You’re streaming now, too?” he raised an eyebrow, surprised.
“I’m not doing Honor of Kings though—Xu Muyan’s better than me at that. If I tried to compete with her in the same game, I’d get wrecked. So I picked PUBG Mobile instead.”
Wang Haoran nodded slowly. Both games had massive followings. She really knew how to pick her battles.
“Alright then. Start your stream, send me the link, and I’ll play the part of your rich backer,” he said casually.
“Mhm! I’m going live now,” she said brightly and hung up.
Not long after, he received a streaming link from her.
She’d chosen Douyin as her platform, which is typical of Qin Yunhan—wherever Xu Muyan went, she followed just to compete.
But this… gave Wang Haoran a headache as he saw Xu Muyan was live at the same time.
If he dumped a mountain of gifts on Qin Yunhan’s stream, the entire platform would announce it. Xu Muyan would find out instantly.
Maybe he should switch accounts?
The idea popped into his head. But after a moment, he dismissed it. No matter what ID he used, Qin Yunhan would definitely run to Xu Muyan and gloat. Xu Muyan would know soon enough.
“Might as well just use my ‘Number One Boss’ account. Saves me the trouble of registering again,” Wang Haoran decided lazily.
As Qin Yunhan’s stream began, she queued into a match immediately.
Her stream ID matched her in-game name: The Eldest Miss Has Arrived!
The first round began—parachuting down, looting buildings, gathering gear.
Wang Haoran watched for a few minutes before his eyes began to ache.
He’d assumed, given how competitive she was with Xu Muyan, that Qin Yunhan would also be gifted at games.
But no.
She was awful. Comically, painfully awful. And yet, despite how bad her gameplay was, her view count surged—over five thousand just minutes into the stream.
Her clumsy moves and endless fumbles seemed to trigger a tidal wave of laughter across the screen. The comment barrage rolled in like waves, full of playful mockery.
Wang Haoran blinked, then opened her stream profile out of curiosity.
It was filled with short clips—campus life, beauty shots, game fails. All with thousands of likes and comments.
And her follower count had hit eight million, which made him pause. But as he continued watching, it started to make sense.
Sure, Qin Yunhan was bad at games, but her charisma was through the roof. With her stunning looks, sweet voice, and sharp tongue, she lit up the screen. She didn’t need skills—she had personality.
Where Xu Muyan leaned on her looks and real in-game talent, Qin Yunhan was a pure entertainer. She could talk, tease, joke—especially when she matched with random players.
When matched with girls, she even flirted with them shamelessly.
In short, Qin Yunhan nailed the streaming vibe. She was chaotic, charming, and comedic at the same time.
Xu Muyan was the goddess of elegance and precision.
Qin Yunhan was the queen of mischief and laughs.
Two very different styles—but both captivating in their own way.
The first match ended with Qin Yunhan getting knocked out without a single kill, turning into a loot box.
And the moment she died, the comment section exploded in laughter, doubling the chaos on-screen.
But Qin Yunhan herself? She wasn’t having fun anymore.
Time to call in reinforcements.
Her friends’ list was packed with PUBG Mobile’s top-tier pro streamers.
Her account was barely a few weeks old. To gather eight million fans that fast, she used two methods: one, her own magnetism. The other, buying hype.
How? Simple.
She crashes into popular streamers’ rooms, spams outrageous gift amounts, gets them to squad up with her, and shouts out her stream.
All in all, she has already spent nearly fifty million on gift bombs.
No small amount. But for Qin Yunhan—the only daughter of Qingling Real Estate tycoon Qin Kai—money was just a toy.
She didn’t care about recouping the cost through streaming. She only wanted one thing: to crush Xu Muyan’s popularity.
She shot off a few messages, and almost instantly, replies came in from major streamers offering to squad up.
But before replying, she sent a private message to Wang Haoran.
“Darling, come play with me~”
“I don’t even know how,” he replied.
“It’s okay, we’ve got pro teammates. You just have to ride along for the win! And I’ve never played games with you before… Come on, pretty please?” Her message was full of playful whining and charm.
“…Alright, fine.” Wang Haoran gave in.
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