The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

"Look at you. You can keep that little mushroom for yourself."

"You premature ejaculator, you really shouldn't embarrass yourself. If you really can't stand watching porn, go find some pirated copies and study properly."

He continued to fantasize about her, making it seem like she was having a literary love affair with him. Yu Lian couldn't stand it anymore and started cursing at her regardless of who was who.

After I sent out those two angry words, the chat window went silent for a while.

"Unknown number: Haha, baby. You're so cute."

Yu Lian relaxed her guard after hearing those words and was about to type out more insults when a photo suddenly appeared. It was right in front of her face, leaving her no time to react.

In the dimly lit room, the flash captured the only subject clearly; its shape was terrible. You could even see the taut muscle lines of its thighs and the muddy marks around them.

"Unknown number: Hmm, little mushroom. Baby, this little mouth of yours is probably too big to fit your head in. It's okay, your husband isn't picky. We'll just use your pussy. You just keep sucking and see how your husband uses this pussy to fuck you."

"Unknown number: As for whether it's a quickie, quickies will find out."

Yu Lian blocked him.

My neck was sore, so I reached up and took the heavy towel off my head. My wet hair was all over my shoulders, and I slowly combed it out by running my fingers through the tangled strands.

Suddenly seeing this, my mind hadn't quite processed it yet, and I sat there looking dazed and confused.

She wasn't actually afraid of him. If she were, she would be afraid of every single man who had ever harassed her with private messages on social media.

She just couldn't beat him in a speed contest and was a little too slow to block him, which made her very unhappy.

She edited the photo that was taken without her consent, added a filter, and carefully sharpened the bag with the logo on it before posting it on her WeChat Moments.

[Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Xiao Lian will have everything, right? > <]

Yu Lian has added a lot of random people on WeChat. Most of the men are people she met online. You can't see them when Yu Lian posts her daily life, but as soon as she posts a photo, it's like the whole world wakes up, with a bunch of likes and comments popping up in seconds.

The various notes are crammed together, making them look a bit abstract.

Voice chat room competition-level male escort: Am I a virgin? Will you allow me to have you? [Acting cute]

Suspected unlocking lock: Little Lianwabuwa who owns everything

You low-class, pretentious, shameless, delusional dog who never includes me: Oh. Have you ever truly possessed the power of empowerment?

1:666 Lao Lian, will you reply to my message?

Yu Lian's gaze swept over the others and settled on the only comment that dared to refute her. Just by looking at the length of the note, one could tell what kind of extraordinary person this was. Every word was typed by Yu Lian through gritted teeth.

Without exaggeration, this person was Yu Lian's only Waterloo on her online dating journey. With an original male profile picture and a British Shorthair ID, her WeChat Moments were filled with game screenshots and spending records—a pure, unadulterated online male god, whose genes must have been so excellent that her parents met her in a matchmaking room for Peacekeeper Elite.

Her gaming skills are exceptional, and she's utterly shameless. In fact, Yu Lian's shamelessness almost surpasses Pei Shaoyuan's; at least Pei Shaoyuan wouldn't go crazy at her expense.

But he's different.

Just like their birth charts are incompatible, Yu Lian's princess syndrome and his young master syndrome are constantly clashing in epic fashion. If they don't get along in a conversation, they'll start arguing.

In the midst of their tirade, they stumbled over a single wrong line and immediately switched back to flirting.

  

Therefore, Yu Lian's feelings towards him were complicated. She wanted to punish him, but she was also afraid of being bitten by him.

When they first met, the man's domineering attitude made her unable to accept her own failure. Stubbornness took hold, and she was determined to tame him. During that time, she updated her WeChat Moments with more photos than female celebrities' fans.

I have to keep photo editing software running until my phone gets hot before I can bear to turn it off.

After painstaking efforts, the final result was this person's despicable comment: "Ten thousand followers?"

Yu Lian was so angry that she almost went out and randomly killed someone in the street.

Their hatred for him reached a new level.

Despite all the effort he put into seducing her, he wouldn't even play games with her in the end. To avoid playing games with Yu Lian, he would casually come up with all sorts of outrageous and bizarre excuses, like the mouse dying, her husband wanting more, her budding, or the pigs in her house going into heat.

Just when Yu Lian was about to explode in anger and delete him, he would transfer several sums of money that were impossible to refuse.

The two of them have been locked in this tug-of-war for so long, neither able to gain the upper hand.

If destined rivals truly exist in this world, then it feels like it's him.

Yu Lian moved her fingers, gritted her teeth, and typed out each word in reply to him.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: I want it. Can you give me the top spot in empowerment?

You low-class, pretentious, shameless, delusional dog who never includes me: What did you call me?

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: You've got some nerve!

Low-class, pretentious, shameless, delusional dog who never includes me: If you bark, I'll really hit you.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Brother

Every day I'm a pretentious, low-class, shameless, delusional dog who never includes me: airplane

Yu Lian's vision went black.



Yu Lian hadn't known him for very long, or rather, she hadn't known him for very long.

One night a few months ago, I suddenly received a friend request on WeChat.

Yu Lian usually rejects friend requests from strangers, but that night she was bewitched and clicked "accept" because of his profile picture that had a strong online male god vibe.

After agreeing, I checked his WeChat Moments to see his background. He set his profile to be visible for only three days, and he doesn't post any photos of himself. Yesterday, he posted a screenshot of himself being the number one empowered by Hong Kong fashion, with the caption "No fun" in a simple, pretentious way.

No kidding, Yu Lianzhen felt like she'd been hooked from afar. For a game addict like her, game screenshots were incredibly sexually provocative.

The other party sent a message that got straight to the point.

"bias: Da Wa Ma I Empower".

Yu Lian's eyes lit up, but before she could reply, she saw another sentence.

"bias: You deleted me before."

The finger that was itching to send a cute emoji was quickly retracted; all thoughts of it vanished, fearing it might be an old flame seeking revenge, and the wording became much more cautious.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Really? Why would I delete you?"

"bias: I don't know"

Yu Lian held her phone, puzzled and confused by those three words. She was usually too lazy to delete people; if she did, it was either because the person had done something stupid to offend her, or because their appearance, voice, intelligence, emotional intelligence, gaming skills, or any other physical trait displeased her.

This bias left her unsure of which one it was.

Let's advance first as a strategic retreat.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Shall we play now? I want to play ranked matches quq"

Let's change the subject for a moment.

Actually, she didn't really care why she deleted him before. At that time, Yu Lian had only been playing Valorant for two months and had a strong liking for the high-ranking male characters in the game.

To put it bluntly, they're just obsessed with getting points. It doesn't matter if she was an ex-boyfriend, former lover, someone you're flirting with, or just a random stranger; you have to let her have some fun first.

"bias: Can you even beat Mythic?"

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: You'll play Bronze with me.

"bias: No account"

Yu Lian almost choked when she saw those two words. She scrolled to the top of the chat history and repeatedly confirmed that it was he who had mentioned "playing the tile" first.

And that's how they played her.

They just teased and flirted with her like that.

They're just bullying a clumsy, pitiful, and hardworking little girl who's trying so hard to rank up.

"bias: Why did you delete me before?"

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: I don't know her, I don't remember her, I don't know anything about her.

"bias: Jiang Shaoheng. Remember him?"

Yu Lian frowned as she looked at the name he sent, before she could finish typing "Even though I don't know you, I know you're an idiot."

She met so many men online that she couldn't even remember the names of her previous online boyfriends. She had to distinguish them by giving them nicknames and using WeChat nicknames as a personal memo to keep track of who was who.

She had absolutely no recollection of the name Jiang Shaoheng.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: I really don't remember you."

"bias: I gave you a family card before."

"bias: Do you remember?"

Undeniably, Yu Lian felt a moment of guilt upon seeing the words "family card".

She liked to have her husbands open family cards for her in almost every relationship. Transferring money was one thing, but using the family card was another; she was happier spending money on both, and if she didn't spend it all at the end of the month, she could transfer the remaining amount to her own secondary account for cash advance.

Every corner must be fished out.

But she really didn't remember anything about Jiang Shaoheng.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Then give me a family card too."

"bias: Who filmed your highlight reels on WeChat Moments?"

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Give me a family card."

"bias: Who hit him?"

The two of them could chat like that all night long.

Before adding him, Yu Lian posted a Valorant kill compilation on her WeChat Moments. It was all five kills with Jetwind Reina, all done in a single second – something a complete newbie like her could never have achieved.

It was played by the same guy she used to play with, Myth Brother. To show off, she coquettishly asked for the video and posted it as if it were her own, hoping to win lots of praise and applause.

The result was just a lot of comments like "Stop stealing," "Fun," and "Did the account owner sell the account?"

It's understandable that no one believed her. She had previously posted about her own ridiculous antics on her WeChat Moments, so it's normal that no one believed her.

This idiot doesn't even believe bias.

Yu Lian felt annoyed at being looked down upon. Seeing his pathetic behavior of being jealous despite his low status, she deliberately tried to annoy him.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: My husband called.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Can you give me a family card now?"

"bias: Get lost. You're really despicable."

He even has the nerve to swear!

To be fair, his words were so certain that Yu Lian began to waver and started to wonder if she really had something going on with him, but had simply forgotten about it.

So he was still somewhat restrained in his speech, as if he was testing the waters.

Unexpectedly, she was insulted like that. Yu Lian got angry; there was no point in talking to that idiot man properly.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Do you think it's fun to make up an identity to deceive people? Getting hard in the middle of the night, being horny, and not knowing how to talk to women properly."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: You're so pathetic for adding me, you should be begging me to talk to you. And then you have to act all high and mighty."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: She's only managed to get involved with me through fantasies in this lifetime."

"bias: Is it necessary for me to lie to you?"

"bias: It's okay, I'll give you a family card!"

"bias: I'm too lazy to argue with you, believe it or not."

When an argument escalates to the point where the other person says they're too lazy to argue anymore, that usually means you've won. Yu Lian's lips curled up, and she was about to continue mocking them when the other person suddenly sent her a photo.

A photo of legs.

The photo shows her sitting on the bed with her knees bent, only the area below her waist is visible. Her milky apricot-colored over-the-knee socks accentuate the flesh of her thighs, making her legs much whiter than the socks. Under the soft light, her skin is as delicate and smooth as milk, with faint blue veins visible.

She pinched the hem of her skirt and lifted it up to reveal her thighs, where her soft, fleshy legs were bunched together, with only a tiny slit visible between them. Her knees were together, her calves spread apart, half-covered by a small, familiar-looking blanket with a star pattern.

"bias: Look more closely."

"bias: You were begging me to talk back then."

"bias: jerk"

Yu Lian's mind went blank for a moment.

The bed in the photo was her father's old wooden bed, and she was very familiar with the coarse linen sheets on it. Yu Sihui had bought several of these cheap sheets during a big sale at the mall, and Yu Lian had slept on these sheets almost all the time during high school.

She doesn't like to sleep in clothes because the rough fabric always rubs against her skin and makes her uncomfortable.

Her bed, her legs, her little blanket.

But she had absolutely no recollection of the photo.

"bias: Don't you remember?"

"bias: How many guys have I dated?"

Yu Lian was still looking at that photo, racking her brains but unable to recall the context in which it was taken. However, when she was trying to flirt and fish, she did often take these kinds of messy photos.

Being scolded for no reason like this left her in a bad mood. Yu Lian knew her own behavior when it came to relationships; if he had really dated her, he was probably here for revenge.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: You think I'd beg you to talk? You've stolen a photo and you don't even know your own name anymore."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: The empowerment image was stolen too, wasn't it?"

I simply ran out of patience for the preamble and asked the question that concerned me most directly.

Yu Lian is very realistic. If someone deliberately steals a screenshot of empowerment to lure her, she doesn't care if it's her ex-boyfriend or some other simp. She doesn't care that much about the past.

She couldn't possibly care about all those men with her brain capacity.

Less than a minute after the question was sent, a video was sent from the other side. The room was dark, and the hand holding the phone was waving across the room, with the bones and veins clearly visible under the keyboard's backlight.

The phone, displaying Yu Lian's WeChat profile picture, was brought close to the computer screen, pausing for several seconds to make it easier for her to see. The computer screen showed the Hong Kong server leaderboard; hovering the mouse over the account avatar revealed an account ID that was exactly the same as the number one account on the Hong Kong server leaderboard.

The hands are beautiful, and the video looks like a sign-holding video.

"bias: Call me?"

Yu Lian's vanity was greatly satisfied, and she secretly saved it, waiting to post it on her WeChat Moments to show off.

He's still being stubborn.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Oh, if the Empowerment Association needs more women, they'll come back and add me.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: How much did you pay for this account?"

Sure enough, he got another scolding in a fit of anger.

"bias: Who says empowering someone means having to bring along a girl?"

"bias: Don't you know that playing with girls will make you look bad?"

"bias: Incompetent"

Yu Lian was happily watching the video repeatedly when she saw him say this, and she immediately thought of how she had just been tricked. He had lied to her about playing games, but he had just come to scold her.

I'm annoyed again.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: How could you say something like 'playing with girls will make you bad at the game,' you dead gay guy. You won't get bad at the game if you play with guys, right? Then why did you add me? You won't get bad at the game if you flirt with girls? If you get bad at the game so easily, think about whether you're not at that level. You're always blaming this and that."

"bias: Believe it or not, I've been playing this game for a month and I feel like I know more than anyone else."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Two months."

"bias: Two months in Bronze, you should restart, you idiot. And you won't admit it."

At this point, it's hard to tell if she's actually cursing or flirting. Yu Lian's many online romances weren't for nothing; she's at least very sensitive to people's emotions through words.

It didn't seem like the other person genuinely wanted to insult her.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: If you want to lick me, I can give you a chance."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Don't pretend to curse when you're cornered."

The screen is flashing for a while and then stopping.

After a long pause, he managed to utter a sentence.

"bias: Why would I lick you? Would I want to lick you?"

"bias: Open your entire WeChat Moments."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Okay. Call Mom and I'll open it."

He was deliberately trying to disgust him.

Yu Lian didn't actually like hearing people call her "Mom." No matter how shameless she was, she still felt ashamed. Especially when a man from Xingyan, who could call her "Mom" so fluently and casually, it gave her goosebumps.

But they also like to use this term for compliance tests.

"bias: "

"bias: I can only call you baby."

Yu Lian was pondering the sentence when she saw it, and deliberately ignored him, thinking that they had entered a normal push-and-pull phase of ambiguous feelings.

When things are ambiguous, Yu Lian likes to leave messages unread for a while before replying, which is obviously a way of being coy, but it works.

"bias: Nobody wants to hang out with you?"

"bias: I can lend you my account to help you."

"bias: Are you playing now?"

"bias:?"

Yu Lian smiled smugly as she watched the messages pop up on the screen every now and then, but she didn't reply, confident that he would coax her with sweet words. But she didn't expect that this person's mental state was too unstable, and he was about to turn on her after being ignored for a few seconds.

"bias: Isn't that shameless of you? You're just staying silent."

"bias: You can duo queue with that guy in your WeChat Moments who's just messing around in low-level matches and gathering content for the rest of your life."

From then on, no matter how much Yu Lian tried to coax, seduce, or feign anger to beg him to play, he never gave in again.

She still doesn't know what happened between them.