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Chapter 13: A Lottery and Fortune-Telling

  Yang Qin could never have expected that just after she had explicitly told him not to stir up trouble, this guy would go ahead and create such a massive uproar.

  God knows how she felt when her assistant called her in a panic, urgio check the trending topics. When she saw the hashtag #GuYuQuitsTheIndustry, her emotions were all over the pce.

  If she weren’t well aware of his powerful background, she would have already fired him.

  "I didn’t know it would turn out like this! I was just doing some health exercises; I didn’t say anything..." Gu Yu was simirly speechless, scratg his head in frustration as he detailed what had happehat m.

  "That’s really all you did?" Sister Qin asked, unvinced.

  Still, she didn’t think Gu Yu would lie to her—he had no reason to. Did he not already create enough trouble on a daily basis?

  Lying is a tactic for the powerless. Even if Gu Yu caused a massive uproar, it wouldn’t matter much with his es. He didn’t o stoop to that level.

  "It’s all true. That’s really it."

  Hearing this, Yang Qi out a small sigh of relief. As long as it was just a rumor, it could be handled. "Are you still streaming?" she asked.

  "Yeah, I haven’t had a ce to shut it dow," Gu Yu nodded.

  "Good. Go expihing directly on the livestream, and I’ll have Xiao Mei write up a crification post for your Weibo. O’s ready, I’ll send it to you."

  "It’s trending anyway. Si’s not a ive topic, expining it might even help you gain more followers."

  With a curt "beep," the call ended. Gu Yu’s face turned pale. He had just scrolled through the ents se and seen tless people mog him, saying his movements looked like those of a zombie.

  And now, he had to expin himself to them?

  They would definitely ugh at him. But Gu Yu knew he had no choice but to do it.

  His eyebrows furrowed so intehey resembled tilrs.

  "Brother Seven, is something wrong?" a soft voice asked. Yaoyao shuffled over with little steps, her face ed as she studied his strange expression.

  "It’s just… a little i. I o ha," Gu Yu replied, unsure how to expiuation to his sister, so he deflected her question.

  "Alright. Do you need my help with anything?" Yaoyao asked casually, not pressing the issue.

  Gu Yu instinctively wao refuse, but then a thought struck him, and he swallowed his reje.

  "Actually… yes!" He suddenly smiled brightly.

  Meanwhile, since Gu Yu himself hadn’t addressed the situatio, his livestream chat had desded into chaos. People were g and wailing, and it looked like things were about to spiral out of trol.

  Suddenly, the rear-fag camera went dark. When the video resumed, the stream had switched to the front-fag camera.

  Two figures, oall and one short, appeared on the s.

  "Good m, everyone. I’m Gu Yu," he greeted with a wave. His handsome face carried a warm smile, and his aristocratic air immediately came across through the camera.

  It had to be said—Gu Yu’s bination of elegand good looks was unmatched iertai industry. There really was no substitute for someone like him.

  The livestream audience, who had been eagerly waiting for him to address the situation, froze for a moment before erupting with excitement.

  "Young Master, please tell us it’s not true! You’re not quitting the industry, are you?"

  "We ’t lose you. Not even for a day!"

  "I’m not quitting. I was just practig some health exercises," Gu Yu expined. He had been unsure where to start, but the fans’ gave him the perfect opening.

  Relieved, he quickly crified the rumors about him quitting the industry.

  After all, he’d only been doing some simple exercises, with no iion of leading ao misuand. There was no reason for fans not to believe him.

  Besides, if he were really pnning to quit, why would he bother expining it?

  As the saying goes, "Nobody takes off their pants to fart"—there’s simply no need for extra gestures.

  The chat quickly filled with exasperated messages.

  "Seriously? So you were actually just doih exercises?"

  "Good grief. This guy is really itted to his wellness routine!"

  "That’s pretty much the story," Gu Yu said. "I didn’t realize things would blow up like this. I apologize for letting the situatioe before addressing it."

  "As for quitting the industry? Not happening! At least not until I’ve had my fill of fun. You all rex!"

  Ohe misuanding was cleared up, Gu Yu returo his usual nont demeanor.

  "Since you’re not quitting, and you’re streaming again this m, shouldn’t you give us somethiing to make up for this drama?"

  "I was g over this first thing in the m. Don’t we deserve some pensation?"

  "Spill some tea! We demand a scoop!"

  "Uh… that might not be possible," Gu Yu hesitated, the sound of Sister Qin’s furious yelling still eg in his ears.

  The mix-up he had caused was bad enough. If he ended up spilling something inappropriate iream…

  At that point, Sister Qin’s resignatioer might hit the pany’s executive desks earlier than his rumored retirement annou.

  "hen what’s the point of watg your stream early in the m? I’m out!"

  "Young Master, you’ve ged. You’ve gone soft. Unfollowing!"

  As the chat filled with pints, the viewer t began to drop rapidly. Some eve ents about unfollowing him.

  Gu Yu wasn’t particurly bothered by this. After all, he had ehe industry with a carefree attitude, treating it as a game.

  But calling him a coward? Now that was uable.

  "Who says I wouldn’t spill tea?" Gu Yu retorted, visibly annoyed. "Let’s not act like cowards here. I’ll set up a random video e. Ask whatever you dare, and I’ll answer!"

  This bold decratiohe chat into a frenzy.

  "Holy crap, this is gettiing! Only our Young Master has this kind of swagger!"

  "I hope I get picked! I’ve got so many juicy questions to ask!"

  Fueled by a surge of determination, Gu Yu ignored Sister Qin’s earlier warnings a up a random video call feature. He wasn’t bluffing—he was ready for whatever came his way.

  The livestream audienow buzzing with anticipation, received pop-up invitations for the random video chat. Many viewers had been prepared, frantically tapping their ss to try their luck.

  It didn’t take long for the system to gee a match.

  The livestream s split into two, and a new windoeared, revealing a young woman with a delicate face.

  She looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with her hair tied in a high ponytail and wearing a white floral dress. Her slender willow-leaf eyebroeach blossom eyes gave her a charming appearance, and her dimples added a sweet touch when she smiled.

  In a crowd, her looks would definitely stand out. However, the dark circles under her eyes and the exhaustioched into her features somewhat diminished her beauty.

  "Ah, I actually got picked!" she excimed, her eyes widening in surprise.

  After a moment’s hesitation, she said awkwardly, "But… I don’t really have anything to ask."

  Uhe eager fans in the chat cm fossip, Shu Xiuxiu had only joihe stream to fill the silen her room.

  She had retly moved into a new house, and the atmosphere felt oppressively eerie. Every time she woke up, she had the uling feeling that something was watg her. But no matter how thhly she searched the house, she found nothing.

  Far from easing her nerves, her mental state had only worsened over time. She was now waking up naturally before six in the m and couldn’t fall back asleep no matter how hard she tried.

  The soothing sound of someone practig traditional exercises iream had been a rare source of peace for her, so she had stayed.

  When the sound stopped, she had instinctively picked up her phone and noticed the invitation for the video call. Without thinking, she tapped it.

  And out of tens of thousands of viewers, she was the one who got selected.

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