Quick Transmigration: Knowing I'm a Bad Woman, Yet Still Liking Me?

Upon hearing this, the group immediately stopped what they were doing.

Qian Xiao looked at Bai Yuan with some embarrassment and annoyance, "It's just a few pieces of junk, who cares?"

"If you don't want it, why don't you return it? Why are you still using something that's broken?"

Bai Yuan looked at the group with disdain. "You take my things, eat my food, and then badmouth me behind my back. You're ungrateful wretches. I'll come back tomorrow, and you'll return everything you borrowed or took from me. Otherwise... humph, otherwise I'll call the police and accuse you of theft."

Bai Yuan ignored their expressions. Her car arrived, and she simply opened the door, got in, and drove off.

The original owner had a conflict with the people in her own live stream group. There were other reasons, as well as the instigation of these people.

Anyway, it definitely wasn't my fault.

Let them guess for themselves now; it would be best if they started fighting like dogs.

Back at the villa, Bai Yuan quickly took a shower and prepared to go to sleep.

She starts her live stream at 7 p.m. every night and continues until 1 a.m.

Six hours of live streaming a day, with all the jumping and the crazy speeches during the vote-soliciting segment, it's really exhausting.

That's not all; I also have to go to dance practice early in the afternoon.

Normally, after her group broadcast ends, she will also do a short live stream to connect with her fans, chat with them, and receive some small gifts.

No sooner had she gotten into bed than WeChat message notifications started ringing incessantly.

She squinted at the message. The person who sent the message had the ID "且以深情共白头" on the music platform. The original owner usually called him "White-haired Brother".

He was a level 42 player who had been with the original owner for quite a while, but he didn't send too many gifts. He usually just sent sports cars and small gifts.

Tonight, while she was playing PvP, I gifted her two Carnival items.

This is the result of the original owner's recent, intentional or unintentional seduction.

White-haired Brother: "Little White Kite, did you have a good evening?"

Bai Yuan did the math: the two carnivals cost 6000 yuan, but she would only get a few hundred yuan. Nevertheless, she replied, "Happy, thank you Bai Tou Ge for helping me with the microphone tonight."

"It's okay, as long as you're happy. But I had a few drinks at a business dinner tonight and I'm missing you a bit. Want to talk to me on the phone and get it over with?"

Bai Yuan sat up in bed. She wasn't a little white rabbit, so she naturally understood what the other person meant.

To help him solve it, I just needed to use voice messaging.

She glanced at his Moments and then vehemently rejected him, saying, "Brother Baitou, I'm not that kind of person. I always treated you like an older brother, but I never expected you to think of me like this. If you think I need to sacrifice this much for just two carnivals, then you underestimate me. You've really disappointed me."

To her surprise, right after she sent the message, the other party immediately transferred 10000 yuan to her.

Without a second thought, Bai Yuan clicked to go back.

Damn it, money that wasn't explicitly stated as a voluntary gift can be taken back by the recipient afterwards.

Moreover, she felt that the other party only had a little money and wasn't the kind of person who was particularly generous.

It's fine to ask for small gifts normally, but if she accepts this 10,000 yuan, there will definitely be a lot of trouble in the future.

"Brother Baitou, I told you, I'm not that kind of person. I'm happy that you've been keeping me company in the clouds, but if that's what you're after, I can't treat you like a brother anymore."

The white-haired man on the other end of the phone scratched his head, muttering to himself, "What's wrong with this woman? She used to call him 'darling' just for a few sports cars. Now I'm offering her a Carnival and ten thousand yuan, and she's rejected me. Did I not offer enough?"

After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and transferred 2 yuan to Bai Yuan this time. "I really like you, that's why I'm willing to spend money on you. As long as you follow me, I can't guarantee there will be a carnival every day, but you'll definitely get your share of gifts."

He was telling the truth; he really liked Bai Yuan, a girl with a bewitching appearance and a great figure.

The money was sent, but it was returned by the other party.

"Brother Baitou, I really have no plans to be in a relationship right now, and I genuinely feel that we get along well, so I treat you like an older brother. Although I am indeed short of money right now, I will not accept this money from you."

After sending the message, Bai Tou Ge didn't reply for a long time, so Bai Yuan sent another one: "If I didn't consider you my brother, I could have easily taken your 20,000 yuan today and then pretended to be nice to you. But I didn't do that, because in my heart, the relationship between us can't be tainted by money."

The other person started typing and only replied after a while, "Sorry, I did drink a little too much today. Just pretend nothing happened, and we can still be friends as usual."

Bai Yuan continued typing with a frustrated expression, "Of course, Brother Bai will still be my best brother. I'll go drink some hot milk or honey water later to relieve my headache and make me feel better when I wake up tomorrow."

"Thank you, Bai Yuan. You're so kind to me."

After sending the message, Brother Bai transferred the 20,000 yuan back to Bai Yuan, saying, "Girl, I don't know what happened to you, but take this 20,000 yuan to tide you over. If you need more, just let me know."

Bai Yuan returned the money to him as before, saying, "Brother Bai, I'm your sister. There's no need for apologies between brothers and sisters. You've had too much to drink, so I won't hold it against you. But if you transfer money to me again, I'll get angry."

After drinking some tea, Bai Tou Ge was a bit more sober. He was stunned for a while when he saw Bai Yuan's message. "Okay, I'll send you gifts when you're live streaming tonight."

"Goodnight, White-haired Brother, I have to get up early."

After sending the message to Bai Yuan, she immediately put her phone on silent, put on her eye mask, and lay back down on the bed.

I thought you would say yes.

The little system popped up before she fell asleep, "That's 2 yuan. It's not much, but it can relieve some of the pressure you're under right now. Ye Jinchuan only gives you 2 yuan a month."

Bai Yuan said irritably, "What do you know? Do you think I don't want to? You didn't see his face. That bald head, that weight of at least 200 pounds. Let alone 2, I wouldn't be able to bring myself to pay him 20."

"what?"

The little system was dumbfounded. "I thought you were complaining about the low pay."

"We can discuss the amount if you think it's too little, but we won't even discuss anything ugly."

Throughout history, the prerequisite for pledging oneself to another is that the other person is handsome and rich; those who are ugly and poor will be forced to serve as slaves in the next life.

Besides, the other party only spent some time with her and gave her some small gifts. She had already given him emotional value in the live stream, so why should she have to give something else in return?

The small system went quiet, and Bai Yuan fell asleep shortly afterward.

She felt like she had only been asleep for a short while, and in her half-awake state, she felt a snake coiling around her body. Finally, the snake wrapped tightly around her waist, and her ear was also put in its mouth.

Bai Yuan was awakened by the sound of panting beside her ear, and a tingling sensation spread throughout her body.

She's always had a terrible temper when she wakes up. Before she could even react, she kicked the person behind her and yelled, "Get out!"

But no one kicked anyone; their ankle was grabbed instead.

A deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded beside her, "Had a nightmare?"

Bai Yuan ripped off her blindfold, her brows furrowed with displeasure as she scrutinized the person in front of her.

Ye Jinchuan was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with slightly protruding brow bones and deep, narrow peach blossom eyes.

A high, straight nose and well-defined lips.

He was wearing a dark blue bathrobe with the collar askew.

From Bai Yuan's perspective, she could see the other person's collarbone, then down to his lean waist, and the abdominal muscles that were exposed when he bent over.

He had a faint smile on his lips, but there was an inexplicable sense of distance between him and others.

Bai Yuan's assessment of Ye Jinchuan can be summed up in four words: "A refined scoundrel."