Rebirth of an Anchor Ch. 12

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With her voice changer on, Xie Ran greeted sweetly, "Good evening, everyone~" then started dancing to the beat of a K-pop track.

She pushed away her chair, hips moving in sync with the flick of her wrists. Under her white turtleneck, she wore tight black patent-leather shorts. Her long white legs bent slightly, her hips lifting into a perfect curve.

Then the system broadcast flashed across the whole site:

"'This Life Together' (VIP5) just sent 1 Aircraft Carrier in this live room."

And it didn't stop there — the effect repeated a hundred times. The entire platform lit up with notifications. Everyone rushed into the room to see what kind of streamer could make a VIP5 whale drop that much cash in one go.

Just as the music ended, Ranran tugged at the hem of her sweater, pulling it up in one clean motion. She turned sideways, revealing a shiny black tube top underneath. With one hand, she yanked off her bunny ears, the other hand brushing through her curls as she shot a sultry look at the camera. Her tongue traced her lips — ending the dance with a wickedly teasing flourish.

At the hotpot restaurant, Liangchen Meijing held up his phone, showing the live feed to Sui Yuan. "This is how she 'works'? You seriously okay with that?!"

Sui Yuan's gaze sharpened as he stared at Ranran's pale shoulders and delicate arms. A long, slanted scar cut across her elbow — ruining the softness, yet somehow adding a bit of edge.

Sui Yuan shook his head. "That's not the real her."

Liangchen Meijing raised a brow. "Oh yeah? And how do you know you're the one who actually knows the real her?"

Sui Yuan's tone cooled. "What are you trying to say?"

"Sui Yuan, believe me — I'm gay. And I've got a damn sharp eye. That woman? You can't handle her."

Sui Yuan pressed his lips together, took back his phone, and ignored him.

Back in Ranran's stream, the chat exploded again. Viewers from the gaming channel were mostly tame nerds, while those from the entertainment side were total carnivores.

"Damn, she's bold!"
"Keep going, rich dude!"
"Top the list! Top the list!"
"One piece off for every 100 carriers!"
"Won't she get banned for that?"
"So 400 carriers means she's naked~"
"Quick, someone send another 100 carriers!"
"C'mon, This Life bro, give us a show!"

Before "This Life Together" could react, a new system alert rolled across the entire platform:

"'Sui Yuan' (VIP5) just sent 1 Aircraft Carrier in this live room..."

The animation repeated again and again — until it hit 1,314 times.

The once-rowdy chat went silent. The only thing left was the counting of those numbers — rows and rows of 1314, flooding the screen in eerie quiet.

Sui Yuan had just obliterated the leaderboard in one move.

1,314 aircraft carriers — 1,314,000 yuan.
Counting the smaller gifts before, Ranran had made over 400,000 yuan in under ten minutes.

She sat back down in her chair, stuck out her tongue playfully, and gave a cute, guilty look. "Brother Sui Yuan just topped the leaderboard~ What do you want Ranran to do for you?"

A purple glowing line of text flashed across the screen:

"Sui Yuan: I want you to put your clothes back on."

Three seconds later, the chat exploded.

"Wow, I witnessed such a dramatic show last night. A rich boss PK'd another rich boss — 'Together This Life' lost to 'Sui Yuan' boss. That 1314 aircraft carrier special effect announcement went across the whole site, all for someone."

"Was Sui Yuan's move a confession? He's always been a pretty lowkey boss, doesn't usually make a scene. This is the first time he's had a rumor about him..."

"Sui Yuan likes that streamer called Ranran? That's way too shallow."

"To be honest, that Ranran's livestream content is kinda vulgar."

"You do realize that comment just roasted half of the entertainment industry."

"Sounds like sour grapes to me. If that's Sui Yuan's type, I'll start doing hot dance streams tomorrow too. Too bad I'm a guy."

"No chance, bro. Sui Yuan's not gay. Confirmed."

......

Xie Anran scrolled through the gossip threads on Haiyou Forum with a complicated expression. On the main post, someone had recorded the livestream clip where Sui Yuan sent Xie Ran the 1314 aircraft carrier gift. The screen had been filled with flashy effects and a barrage of bullet comments that dropped everyone's jaws.

In the video, Xie Ran wore a black patent-leather tube top, her skinny shoulders exposed, short curly hair draped loosely to half-hide her face — the sexy, sultry pose made Xie Anran's heart tremble.

He had to admit, the girl in the video was beautiful, and she knew exactly how to use her body's advantages to grab attention. But if only that person wasn't himself.

Maybe for Xie Ran, how to use that body was something only she could decide. She was born willful, never thought about others, and loved to go against him. Of course, she wouldn't care about his feelings. So she dressed revealingly, acted boldly, and never worried about consequences — after all, no matter what she did, there were always two other people cleaning up her mess or taking the blame...

Xie Anran hastily turned off the computer screen, forcing himself to calm down.

In his previous life, Xie Ran had failed to get close to Sui Yuan. She'd even been rejected after confessing to him. But this time, Xie Ran had beaten him to it — she'd already become Sui Yuan's focus, and even got caught up in a scandal with him...

Xie Anran couldn't help but speculate that Xie Ran must have been reborn along with him. So then, what about Xie An?

He had thought his rebirth was a second chance he'd grabbed for himself, but clearly there were still unpredictable factors he couldn't control. While his mind wandered, the discussion on the forum had already taken a sharp turn — the official account had posted.

A post from the forum admin titled "Regulating Livestream Content: Boycott Vulgar Streamers" appeared on the homepage.

The post was simple — it criticized recent livestreams that violated the platform's standards, including using plug-ins, wearing revealing clothes, and doing sexy dances... Combined with this morning's scandal, the public went wild.

What was going on? Could it be that the big boss never liked that little streamer named Ranran at all? The message was a little too on-the-nose!

"Who do you guys think — did Sui Yuan get her, or not?"

"So you're saying the boss is just mad he got turned down?"

"What else could it be? No CEO would slap his own face like that..."

"Hahaha, now she's officially branded a vulgar streamer."

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