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Chapter 42: The Top Tipper 'Accidentally' Enters the Livestream
🕑 Added 2025-04-22 15:40:02 +0000 UTC[Guinaifen received the reward she sought—her elder brother was transferred from being an ordinary miner to the security team at the mining site, even promoted to a mid-level management position. Not only was he completely freed from exhausting frontline labor, but his salary also more than tripled.]
[When her brother shared the joyous news with their family, everyone laughed happily. Only Guinaifen's smile carried a trace of bitterness...]
[She was genuinely glad to improve her family's living conditions. Having crossed a moral boundary, she became exceptionally proactive that night, eagerly exploring various "academic topics" with you.]
[Some things only have two categories: doing them once or doing them endlessly.]
[Perhaps because she had already broken taboos in public, Guinaifen—having shattered her limits once more—became even more uninhibited.]
[Now, she obeyed your every word without question. The two of you left traces of your "battles" across every corner of the Xianzhou.]
[Guinaifen grew increasingly neglectful of her livestreams. After all, being your woman earned her millions of credits per month. When you were in a good mood, you'd even buy her star skiffs or villas. Meanwhile, streaming required exhausting herself daily with outrageous stunts, yet a full year's effort might not even net her 1 million credits.]
["Why work hard when there's no money?" As they say—the livestreaming industry's low barriers to entry make it far too cutthroat.]
Even a former planetary princess and the parallel-world counterpart of a legendary heroine ultimately succumbed to the power of money. One couldn't help but sigh at the irony.
It perfectly illustrated the old adage: "It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to return from luxury to frugality."
[One day, Guinaifen postponed her scheduled outdoor livestream performance as usual—this time to "study academic topics" with you.]
[But her longtime fans weren't having it. They staged a collective protest in her fan group.]
[Though corrupted by wealth, Guinaifen wasn't evil at heart. The fan backlash filled her with guilt, and without thinking, she changed clothes and started streaming.]
[In her carelessness, Guinaifen forgot she was currently in your private mansion.]
[So there she was, singing and dancing enthusiastically, when you casually strolled into frame wearing nothing but a bathrobe.]
[Seeing you appear, Guinaifen didn't immediately grasp the severity of the situation.]
[You were merely surprised to find her livestreaming, assuming she wanted to spice things up—perhaps some public exhibitionism.]
[Thus, you confidently strode over, wrapped an arm around Guinaifen's slender waist, and—like a declaration of sovereignty—kissed her in full view of her audience.]
[Guinaifen didn't resist, only blushing as she gave you a half-hearted push, murmuring: "We're live right now~"]
[Your unabashed intimacy before her fans instantly set the chat ablaze.]
[Some speculated Guinaifen was a sugar baby. Others called her shameless. A few tried guessing your identity, while most just reveled in the drama.]
[Only when the chat exploded did Guinaifen realize the gravity of the situation and hurriedly ended the stream.]
[As she panicked, you pulled her close. "Relax. Worst case, I'll take care of you."]
[Your assurance immediately calmed her.]
[Yet neither of you anticipated how rapidly—and fiercely—events would unfold.]
[Someone clipped the livestream footage, slapped on clickbait titles like "Top Tipper Crashes Livestream", "No.2 Tipper Faints in Grief", "No.2 Tipper Flees via Rocket"...]
[Soon, the video of you and Guinaifen went viral.]
[Your real identity was quickly exposed.]
[You didn't just ignore it—you even felt a smug pride, relishing the spotlight.]
Why do some rich kids flaunt their wealth online?
Psychological analysis suggests it stems from a crippling lack of validation.
Many heirs endure strict upbringings with hypercritical parents, leaving them starved for approval.
As adults, when parental validation remains out of reach, they seek it elsewhere—and the internet is the easiest outlet.
This playthrough's "spoiled heir" backstory mirrored such circumstances.
[Your only concern was that Tingyun might use this as grounds to break off your engagement.]
[Truthfully, you couldn't care less about Tingyun. You'd met countless beauties—a mere money-making fox-girl meant nothing.]
[But you'd never tolerate her initiating the breakup. This was about pride—family honor above all.]
[Guinaifen, however, couldn't afford indifference. Soon, her siblings learned everything.]
[Her two elder brothers—raised in knightly training and formidable as Pathstriders—were particularly livid.]
[After failing to extract answers from Guinaifen, they conspired to teach you a brutal lesson.]
[Days passed with no reaction from Tingyun. You wondered if she was silently enduring or plotting something.]
[You dared not hope she remained oblivious—business elites always have sharp ears for gossip.]
[With Tingyun silent, your restless itch returned. You secretly contacted Guinaifen, arranging a meetup at your usual spot.]
[Guinaifen's streaming career now lay in ruins, cyberbullied into near-retirement. Her family's survival depended on your whims, so despite reluctance, she dared not refuse.]
[Thus, she slipped out unnoticed...]
[...Unaware her two brothers were stealthily tailing her.]
[The moment Guinaifen unlocked your mansion's door, footsteps rushed behind her.]
[She turned in shock to see the last faces she expected.]
["Big Bro! Second Bro! Why are you—!?"]
[Before she could react, her stone-faced brothers yanked her aside and barged inside.]
["Wait! Stop! Don't go in!" Guinaifen screamed desperately from the doorway.]
[They ignored her, storming deeper into the mansion.]
[Soon, you spotted the intruders.]
[Your expression darkened. "For her sake, I'll let you walk away now. Don't test me."]
["Die, you bastard!"]
[Seeing the man who'd corrupted their beloved sister, the brothers snapped. With furious roars, they charged.]
