She didn’t mind sleeping with Chunan. After all, they’d shared beds plenty of times before.
As for whether he’d pounce on her now that their relationship had changed? Honestly, Xiaohan doubted it.
She knew Chunan’s character. The guy was stupidly upright—back in ancient times, he’d probably be some proper gentleman. Sure, he’d occasionally blurt out crude jokes like "Wanna hook up?", but it was almost certainly just trash talk.
Just like how bros sometimes act all lovey-dovey with each other—it was totally normal. Even as a girl now, she felt no discomfort. If Chunan wanted to grope her? She’d probably let him.
Because she knew it was just messing around. Letting him touch her wouldn’t cost her a limb.
Truth was, bros acting silly together meant nothing—they all knew it was a joke. The real horror was realizing your "joking" bro wasn’t joking at all.
Xiaohan figured Chunan fell into the first category.
After all, this was the same guy who’d once escorted a clearly flirting, drunk classmate to a hotel room during a high school reunion… then went home alone to play video games. A certified virgin!
How could he possibly be interested in her? Ridiculous.
When Xiaohan made her request, Chunan neither agreed nor refused.
To her, that was consent. She immediately dumped all her stuff into his bedroom and started fussing over arrangements.
Chunan didn’t help.
He wasn’t her dad—she couldn’t expect him to do everything.
Still… sharing a bed? He wouldn’t lose out.
Shrugging, Chunan began prepping for his livestream while mentally reviewing the system’s tasks.
According to the system, it only set stage-based goals without offering real assistance. Completing each stage granted generous rewards—money, items, you name it. But failing a deadline meant breach of contract… just like what happened to Xiaohan.
Yet when he first opened the loaded system interface, he froze.
【Stage 1 Goal: Become a streamer. Take the first step. Gain 100 followers (Completed. Reward issued.)】
【Stage 2 Goal: Strive upward. A bright tomorrow awaits. Gain 500 followers (Completed. Reward issued.)】
【Stage 3 Goal: Things are falling into place. Keep pushing. Gain 1,000 followers (Completed. Reward issued.)】
…
He’d somehow blasted through to Stage 14.
【Stage 14 Goal: Feeling accomplished yet? Don’t get complacent. Gain 120,000 followers (Incomplete)】
【Deadline: March 15, 2 years from now (Cumulative)】
Chunan: "…"
Was this cheating?
Shaking off his shock, he dug deeper. One detail stood out—the system’s tasks weren’t tailored to his current level. They mapped objective life milestones with incremental difficulty. Had he already been a top streamer when the system bound to him? He’d have cleared all stages instantly.
Still, this worked in his favor. The early stages had laughably low targets—the hardest part of streaming was the beginning.
Bonus: leftover time from completed stages rolled over. He’d inherited a two-year buffer from fourteen stages.
Even if he’d started from zero, hitting 120k followers was doable—he’d already gathered over 100k in just eighteen months.
Suddenly… this system felt harmless.
He checked the accumulated rewards from the first thirteen stages.
And gaped.
3.75 million yuan. Plus unbuyable items like—
【Perfect Camera: A streamer’s face attracts fans. This camera flawlessly captures every angle. Rest easy.】
【Perfect Mic: Essential gear. Records your voice crystal-clear while auto-filtering background noise.】
【Body-Scuplting Treadmill: Looks matter. This treadmill sculpts your physique during use. Stay dedicated—you’ll be the sharpest streamer around.】
【Miracle Glow Pills: Looks matter. One pill per course grants naturally flawless skin—better than any makeup artist. Radiate confidence.】
…
Reading it all felt like browsing a dollar store clearance sale.
*This system can’t be this tacky*, he thought.
He set the gimmicks aside, focusing on the 3.75 million yuan—the only thing with real value.
But could he actually withdraw it?
Skeptical, Chunan initiated a withdrawal.
His phone buzzed.
A bank alert: 3,750,000 yuan deposited.
No fuss, no muss.
Chunan fell silent.
Just then, Xiaohan shuffled out of the bedroom. She hovered near him, timid. "Chunan… could you help? I can’t move all that stuff alone…"
Her strength had plummeted since becoming a girl. Lifting anything left her exhausted. She felt ridiculous—but what could she do?
She’d drag him to help even if he refused.
Yet before she could beg, Chunan beamed. "Help? Of course! We’re bros! Don’t be shy asking!"
Xiaohan: "…"
*Who rejected me so fast earlier?*
Before she could react, Chunan stood and pulled her into a tight hug.
Xiaohan went rigid. "Chunan?"
"It’s nothing," he said, patting her back, his voice thick with emotion. "I’m just… overwhelmed. Having a bro like you is a blessing from my past life. You’re amazing. Truly."
Xiaohan: "…"
A flicker of panic rose in her chest.
*Is he… done joking around?*
