Dark, brooding, world-weary madman VS socially anxious little fairy

Before Bai Li knew Fu Zhaofu, she was a small streamer in the live-streaming section. She only showed her hands and never her face. Every day, she drew while chatting with the viewers, her art style strange and unconventional.

However, in reality, Bai Li had social anxiety. Live streaming was merely a way for her to overcome it.

Until [Lord Fu] entered her live stream and tipped her heavily, flooding the screen with rewards for an entire day.

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The entire platform knew that Bai Li had been taken a liking to by the big boss [Lord Fu] , who ranked first on the rich spender leaderboard.

What followed would be nothing more than the usual plot of a big boss throwing money around to support a female streamer.

Bai Li, social anxiety incarnate, wanted to refund the money, end the stream, and leave.

Fu Zhaofu found Bai Li through WeChat.

Bai Li spoke timidly, “Lord… h-hello, Grandpa Lord.”

Fu Zhaofu: ?

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Fu Zhaofu, a top-tier wealthy family’s second-generation heir, noble and distinguished, strikingly handsome, with a head of unruly white hair. No one knew that behind his perfect exterior lay coldness, world-weariness, madness, and a desire to die.

On the thirty-third day of insomnia, Fu Zhaofu slept soundly in Bai Li’s live stream.

Later, his friends discovered that Fu Zhaofu, who had always upheld the principle that forcibly twisted melons are not sweet when it came to women, also had a day when he broke his rule.

He cornered the little girl who had been avoiding him inside a private elevator. His fair, slender hand removed her mask, revealing a palm-sized delicate face.

The little girl’s red lips were soft and sweet. “Brother Fu…”

Those lips were suitable for kissing him.

Fu Zhaofu: A forcibly twisted melon is explosively sweet.

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