Chiyun turned off the live streaming sales feed.
The tip numbers in the top right corner of the screen were still jumping, but she couldn’t be bothered to look.
After all, she was making a killing every day.
She stretched her stiff shoulders, stood up from the chair, walked out of the camera’s range, and pushed open the glass door to the balcony.
She leaned against the railing, loosened the tight ponytail she had worn all day, and her red hair fell down, blowing in the same direction in the wind.
Her usually straight back also slumped.
She rested her arms on the balcony railing, buried half her face in her crossed arms, and looked down at the traffic streaming by below.
There was still a fan call-in segment later, and then she would have to put on that sunny, energetic face again.
Chiyun rubbed her temples with her fingertips, eyes half-closed.
No one could see her tired expression at this moment, so she could let her face relax for just a little while.
‘Maybe I should do another collab with Feng Ling…’
Come to think of it, it was strange.
She had previously seen Feng Ling as a thorn in her side.
That Feng Ling stole her missions, stole her popularity, stole her fans.
Every time she saw Feng Ling’s livestream numbers go up, she felt like someone was aggressively squeezing another step into her territory.
A while ago, she had even gotten hot-headed and tried to publicly put Feng Ling in her place, only to be called out and scolded by Lian Ge, losing face across the entire platform.
But after playing games together with Feng Ling for so long yesterday, she found that she had started developing some indescribable feelings for Feng Ling.
She couldn’t say what these feelings meant.
Although it didn’t mean a truce or surrender to her, she thought it should be fine to just deepen their interactions a bit.
It was still early anyway, so she might as well do another collab.
Thinking this, Chiyun opened Feng Ling’s livestream.
But the moment the screen loaded, her body, leaning against the railing, froze.
On the screen, Feng Ling and Lian Ge were squeezed together at the same computer desk, both fully focused on playing a game.
The barrage comments flooded with words like “cling cling” and “sweet sweet,” making the atmosphere even more ambiguous.
The enthusiasm that had ignited in Chiyun’s heart was instantly doused…
‘Lian Ge. Again, Lian Ge. The one who reported her was Lian Ge, the one who publicly scolded her was Lian Ge, and even the one who took Feng Ling away was Lian Ge.’
Chiyun’s finger hovered over the screen for a long time, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to send a Super Chat to Feng Ling.
She withdrew her hand, turned off the phone screen, and put it back in her pocket, staring blankly into the distance.
When she came back to her senses a little, Chiyun patted her cheeks, strode back from the balcony into the room, sat back down in front of the camera, and squeezed out a sunny smile at the lens.
“Sorry to keep you waiting! The call-in segment starts now!”
…
The traffic had been so good lately that just relying on yuri service was enough to fill her pockets.
Feng Ling had become a little lazy.
Today, she hadn’t even gone to compete with Chiyun for missions, instead staying on standby in her rented apartment.
Of course, there was a limit to how idle Feng Ling could be.
Even though she wasn’t going on missions, there were still other trivial matters to handle.
Feng Ling propped her legs up on the desk, lounging in her chair as she used Jiang Zhu’s account to handle some private messages.
As her Feng Ling account grew bigger and stronger, brand partners finally started coming to her.
Feng Ling took a look at the details; it was a promotion collaboration request.
She only needed to introduce the product’s effects in front of the camera.
Feng Ling naturally agreed readily.
With the first collaboration, more would follow.
The other side also introduced their product and immediately sent over a product introduction file.
Feng Ling glanced at it and found that she had actually heard of this product before—it was the “Momo Ointment” that Chiyun had previously promoted.
Scrolling down, the product’s effects and advantages were described at great length.
In summary, it was an ointment containing Magic Power that could treat various injuries and such.
But… Feng Ling had always been puzzled about one thing: why would a pharmaceutical company seek endorsements from Magical Girls?
In theory, most endorsements by Magical Girls were for daily necessities that could be repurchased.
Shouldn’t a product like this be sold through hospitals in bulk?
But then Feng Ling scrolled further down and saw that there were also claims like acne removal, whitening, reducing body fat percentage, and obtaining a face like a Magical Girl’s…
At that point, Feng Ling suddenly understood—it was being sold as a skincare product.
Since Chiyun had also promoted it, Feng Ling thought there shouldn’t be any major problem and agreed.
The other side replied very quickly, probably having prepared a full set of scripts.
They also said they could send some free samples for Feng Ling to try first, making the livestream more convincing.
Feng Ling naturally had no use for it.
A Magical Girl didn’t need such skincare, and her original body certainly didn’t need it either.
But there was no reason to refuse free stuff.
Even though she couldn’t use it, she could give it to Lin Ciwei.
As Jiang Zhu, he hadn’t seen Lin Ciwei since he rejected her last time.
Giving this as a gift would be a way to ease the relationship between them.
She filled in the delivery address as the nearby package station.
The other side said they would arrange shipping immediately and hoped she could promote it in the livestream tomorrow.
Feng Ling agreed to the collaboration in the morning, and by evening her phone notified her that the package had arrived.
Even Feng Ling hadn’t expected them to be so efficient.
She went to the package station and picked up the parcel.
It was now past the Magical Girl standby time, so Lin Ciwei should be home.
Feng Ling thought she might as well take the opportunity to deliver it to her.
She found a secluded spot, canceled her Transformation, and returned to her appearance as Jiang Zhu.
She unwrapped the packaging and then casually walked to where Lin Ciwei lived.
He knocked on the door.
Lin Ciwei, wearing light gray loungewear, quickly opened the door.
“Jiang Zhu?”
Jiang Zhu held up the exquisite gift box in front of her.
“I happened to get a skincare product, and I don’t have a use for it myself. I thought it would be more suitable to give it to you.”
Lin Ciwei looked down at the box but didn’t immediately reach out to take it.
Her expression was neither happy nor confused.
“Giving this to me… Aren’t you, Jiang Zhu, in love with Feng Ling? Why not give it to her?”
Jiang Zhu explained with the excuse he had thought of on the way:
“I helped her register an account, did a bunch of things for her, and eventually became her agent, making some extra money on the side…”
“Today someone contacted me. They wanted Feng Ling to promote their product, and they also sent me some free samples. Feng Ling said she wouldn’t use it, and I don’t have a use for it either, so I thought I’d just give it to you.”
Lian Ge surprisingly didn’t say much.
She simply accepted it and said softly, “Thanks.”
“Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going. Hope you like it.”
Jiang Zhu waved and actively closed the door.
Jiang Zhu felt an indescribable weariness.
The reason, of course, was that he still needed to make enough money as Feng Ling, and he couldn’t get too close to Lin Ciwei for now.
Even giving a gift required extreme caution.
He suddenly found it ironic.
The two clearly had mutual feelings, yet he had to maintain this distant-and-close relationship with Lin Ciwei.
It was all Qia Bi’s fault.
If he had become a glorious coder earlier, would things have turned out like this?
Speaking of which, it was actually smoother for Jiang Zhu to communicate with Lian Ge using the Feng Ling identity.
After all, with the Feng Ling identity, he could lie as much as he wanted.
Once he had made enough money and retired, all those lies would be wiped clean.
‘I still need to make money…’
Jiang Zhu perked himself up again, found a corner to transform, and hurried back to livestream and earn money.
Feng Ling climbed through the window, heading straight to her floor.
She looked up and immediately froze in her tracks.
Lin Ciwei had somehow already transformed into the Magical Girl Lian Ge, and was now blocking her doorway, holding the gift box that she had just given away.
“What are you doing?”