WOW!!!!

Staring at the giant “VICTORY” on screen, Hua Xin let out a happy cheer (｡>∀<｡). That big Diamond I badge filled her with unprecedented satisfaction.

She shot a disdainful glance at “Husband Cat’s” 17/0 Ahri score, naturally skipping over her own 1/6 Soraka K/D. This win was all thanks to her carry.

“Wifey, calling it quits for today~ Same time tomorrow?”

Hua Xin checked the clock. Only noon, and though she hadn’t hit Master yet, it was still a great session. Her eyes crinkled into cute crescent moons as she beamed.

“Deal! Master tomorrow for sure!”

Hearing her energetic voice, Xia Yan’s lips curled slightly. “Got you covered, wifey👌🏻.”

A WeChat notification popped up. He grabbed his phone.

*Afternoon gig client…*

Leaning back in the gaming chair, Xia Yan chuckled softly. “Gotta log off now…”

“Wait!”

Hua Xin suddenly cut him off. She’d just remembered something *critically* important.

Her expression turned dead serious. “Send me your photo.”

She’d been dying to see his face!

If he turned out to be some greasy, toe-picking shut-in whose only redeeming quality was his voice? She’d save up some cash, ghost him, and never look back.

But if he was hot…

Well, scamming a pretty boy for free stuff wasn’t *entirely* out of the question😋.

Even as a girl now, Hua Xin’s standards stayed high: pretty face, nice hands, visible collarbones, killer body, smooth voice, rich, game-savvy, seven-figure savings, house, car🤤…

Uh… basically, catfishing a hottie was way more acceptable.

After all, she could *never* fall for him.

Hua Xin swore eternal loyalty to her 2D waifus. Betray them? Only if it made her rich.

*Ding ding ding.*

QQ’s alert snapped her back.

“Well, wifey? Hot or not?”

On screen: a deep blue tee lifted to reveal eight-pack abs and sculpted obliques—visually devastating…

*Slurp.*

Hua Xin subtly wiped drool from her chin, then glanced down at her own flat, pale stomach. Adorable belly button.

Her fists clenched👊🏻😡.

Admiring another girl’s physique? Okay, she was jealous.

“Average,” Hua Xin scoffed coldly. But her burning eyes betrayed her, glued to the photo like staring long enough might magically carve abs onto her own body.

“Don’t send stock pics to scam me. If you’ve got no skills—”

Xia Yan sent a video. Hua Xin’s eye twitched. *This freak’s serious?*

She tapped play.

Same perfect abs. Hips built for explosive thrusts.

That infuriatingly smug voice, barely holding back laughter: “Would I ever lie to you, wifey😉?”

The camera panned to a desk logo: “RED ANT INTERNET CAFE.”

“I’m at Shanglin Road in Modu. Visit me if you don’t believe me~ We can meet up. I know a cheap hotel……”

Hua Xin slammed the video shut.

She shrieked at the screen: “*BEEP* YOU!” and killed the call.

*What does he mean?!*

*WHAT DOES HE MEAN?!*

Was his brain 100% porn cache?!

Cursing aside, she dutifully saved the photo and video🥵.

*Ding ding ding.*

Online #1 Good Son: “Wifey, I showed you my abs. Now show me yours.”

Hua Xin, unfazed, replied with a single “|”.

*Wasn’t he supposed to be a NEET? Since when do NEETs have abs?!*

*And why’s he so familiar with hotels…?*

Wait.

Her phone clattered onto the desk (Durability -99%).

*Was she the clown all along?* With his god-tier body and insane game skills… she was probably the one being catfished. He was likely just thirsting over her legs while secretly holding a “Thousand-Player Achievement” IRL.

HEAVEN IS SO UNFAIR! HEAVEN IS SO UNFAIR!!

Suddenly, Hua Xin’s eyes blazed with unprecedented envy😭.

She sprang up, planted her hands on the floor, jaw set. *Abs? Easy. Perfect body? Mine. Gonna feast…*

Her arms trembled like moth wings mid-flap.

Silently, she collapsed onto the bed with a soft sigh.

Pulled the blanket up. *Exercise tomorrow😇…*

*First, I’ll make that freak drop ALL his gold…*

*Sleep now…*

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Elsewhere.

Xia Yan shook his head, smiling at the girl’s message on his phone.

*So cute…*

Clumsy but obsessed with playing. Stubborn. Just… cute. (Cute voice. Cute jailer. Cute legs. Cute gameplay.)

He pulled on his jacket, emblazoned with bold letters:

“PROFESSIONAL PC ASSEMBLY”

Between classes and rest days, Xia Yan did part-time PC repairs and builds—a solid side hustle.

Though sometimes… he encountered clients he’d rather avoid.

Spotting a female name on today’s list, he sighed.

*That hungry look in her eyes still haunts me.*

But as a gentleman, he’d always shut it down.

↓

“Thirsty, cutie?” A girl in a white tank top—chest spilling over—held out a water bottle, inching closer.

Xia Yan pointed expressionlessly at the camera above his head.

“Ma’am, we record all installations. Please behave.”

*Seduce him?*

*Ask the camera first (cold laugh).*

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8:59 PM.

*Why’s my body so heavy (frowning)…*

*Uh… what’s this feeling… slow down… ngh❤️…*

Hua Xin gasped softly, half-asleep. Her body felt heavy, riding waves of intense sensation.

A rhythmic force bounced her on the bed.

*Can’t you be gentler?!*

Annoyed, she snapped her eyes open—then froze in cold sweat, sitting bolt upright.

😨

The dream shattered.

Hua Xin silently tossed aside her pillow, threw off the covers.

Her gray wolf pajama shorts were damp.

She’d had a wet dream.

Head bowed, hair shadowing her face, she sat in silence. Disbelief churned inside.

*Only one day since my last release… how did this happen😭*

*Why was the dream about…*

*Why was it Xia Yan’s photo… those winged, flying eight-pack abs😭!!*