My Livestreaming Metaphysics & Gossip Became an Internet Sensation Ch. 70

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Her older brother scratched his head and chuckled, "I'm good to you because you're my sister. As for the others, I couldn't care less."

Tan Ran: "..."

What now? Even though she was trying to keep calm, she still really wanted to cry.

Having her crush turn into her brother... it was seriously something she couldn't process right away.

She might need a little more time to digest all of this.

Jiang Yiqing arrived at the agreed-upon place at the time he and Mei Qian had set.

It was a western-style restaurant, located in the most luxurious part of the city. Everyone entering or leaving the place was impeccably dressed in suits, with waiters smiling politely, making the whole atmosphere pleasant and uplifting.

At that moment, a young man in casual clothes walked over. The temperature in the city had dropped significantly after the morning rain, so he was wearing a black zip-up jacket. His simple outfit only made his striking face stand out even more.

The waiter froze for a moment before cautiously blocking the young man, "Excuse me, sir, this is a reservation-only restaurant. Could you please show your reservation code?"

Although the young man's attire was simple, his aura was outstanding. The waiter couldn't quite gauge whether he was someone important, so he spoke with extra caution, afraid of offending someone who shouldn't be.

Reservation? Jiang Yiqing chuckled. Mei Qian hadn't warned him about this—was she trying to embarrass him? What a clumsy trick.

The fact that she was still nearby, watching her little masterpiece unfold, only made the situation more amusing. Jiang Yiqing turned his head, his gaze landing on a woman sitting nearby without any hesitation. He raised an eyebrow and spoke with a playful tone, "Auntie, are you done enjoying the show?"

Mei Qian's face stiffened. This was not what she had expected at all.

She had deliberately chosen this fancy western restaurant, knowing that Jiang Yiqing had probably never been to such a high-end place and wouldn't be aware of the reservation policy.

And the staff here was known for being snobbish. If she could take advantage of the situation to humiliate him, it would be perfect.

So, she had strategically picked a seat right across from the entrance, planning to enjoy the spectacle.

Before coming, she had, of course, seen Jiang Yiqing's photo. He was handsome—there was no denying that. He looked strikingly similar to that woman. But what use was being good-looking?

Mei Qian thought this to herself, but she never expected Jiang Yiqing to be so calm. His aura was exceptional, and he didn't seem like someone who had grown up in the mountains. Instead, he resembled a well-educated, wealthy young man.

If Jiang Yiqing had heard her thoughts, he would've probably said: "Nine years of compulsory education, thank you."

In any case, realizing that she hadn't managed to embarrass him, Mei Qian's face nearly contorted with frustration. However, she was a skilled actress and quickly regained her composure. She pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, Yiqing, you're here? I didn't notice! I was so excited to meet you that I completely forgot to remind you that this restaurant requires a reservation."

Jiang Yiqing smiled, looking every bit the obedient child, "It's okay, Auntie. It's normal for older people to forget things."

Mei Qian nearly jumped out of her seat in anger: "Older people? I'm not old!"

But she could only exhale, forcing a smile and continuing, "Ah, Yiqing must have never been to a place like this before, right? No wonder you didn't know the rules here."

"Don't worry, Auntie, if it's a restaurant, it's there to serve people," Jiang Yiqing replied smoothly, "Some people just like to get things out of proportion."

Mei Qian: "..."

What a smooth talker.

Seeing that she couldn't get under his skin, Mei Qian, frustrated but determined to stay composed, took a deep breath and gestured for Jiang Yiqing to sit down.

Her mental fortitude was impressive. She quickly recovered and handed the menu to him. "Yiqing, you must've been in a rush to get here. You probably didn't have lunch. Come on, take a look and order whatever you like. Don't worry, Auntie's treating today."

Of course, Mei Qian wasn't being kind at all. Jiang Yiqing glanced at the menu—it was all in English.

Mei Qian cleared her throat, "Ah, I almost forgot. Some people might not understand the menu. Yiqing, don't be embarrassed. If you don't know what to order, Auntie can help."

Jiang Yiqing ignored her, fluently ordering his meal before closing the menu and turning to Mei Qian. "Auntie, what were you saying just now?"

Mei Qian: "..."

"Did you think I wouldn't understand?" Jiang Yiqing looked at her with a sudden realization. "Auntie, you're judging me by your own standards? I remember you didn't even graduate from elementary school, right?"

Mei Qian had indeed dropped out of school when she was very young, and this was something she was deeply ashamed of. She had been ridiculed by wealthy wives for this, which still stung. Although later, Mei Qian tried to regain some dignity by spending money abroad for a year and obtaining a degree that was essentially bought, she knew deep down it was just self-deception. The ridicule didn't stop.

How did Jiang Yiqing know all of this?

Mei Qian's smile faltered, and she struggled to maintain her composure. Jiang Yiqing could tell that her smile was now painful for her to hold.

Was he enjoying this? Jiang Yiqing propped his chin on his hand, a playful smile on his face, clearly in a good mood.

Mei Qian took a long time to compose herself, then, with trembling hands, she took a sip of water, her thoughts of mocking Jiang Yiqing now gone. She just wanted to get rid of him as quickly as possible.

"Here's 500,000." Mei Qian resumed her haughty posture, "Take this money, and your father wants you to stop doing those lowly jobs."

Jiang Yiqing almost laughed out loud. 500,000? She must be dreaming.

"What are you laughing at?" Mei Qian frowned, sensing that she had been provoked.

"I find you ridiculous," Jiang Yiqing replied, crossing his arms. "Do you know how much money influencers make? Just this amount won't make me quit."

Mei Qian definitely knew, but she scorned it, thinking that no matter how much money he made, it wasn't respectable.

"You want me to quit? Fine." Jiang Yiqing said nonchalantly, "First show me you can give me 500 million."

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