“Wow!!!”

Seeing the huge VICTORY across her screen, Hua Xin let out an excited shriek of joy (｡>∀<｡). The big shiny Diamond I badge gave her a sense of satisfaction like never before.

Scoffing at her “Cat-Husband” Ashe who ended the game 17/0, the girl naturally skimmed past her own Soraka’s humble 1/6 score.
Let’s just say… the reason they won was obviously because she carried.

“Wifey, let’s stop here for today~ We’ll play again tomorrow.”

Hua Xin glanced at the time. It was only noon. She didn’t manage to climb to Master, but honestly Diamond I was already great. She happily squinted, her bright eyes curved like little crescent moons.

“Okay! Tomorrow we MUST hit Master!”

Hearing the girl’s energetic voice, Xia Yan’s lips curved upward.
“Whatever wifey wants 👌🏻.”

A VX notification suddenly popped up. He picked up his phone to check it.

It was a client for his afternoon part-time job…

Leaning back in the esports chair of the internet café, Xia Yan chuckled softly.
“Then I’ll log off first…”

“Wait!”

The girl suddenly cut him off. She remembered something very, very important.

Her expression turned serious.
“I want to see your picture.”

Hua Xin had wanted to see his face for ages!

If he turned out to be some greasy, unwashed, sock-scratching basement troll whose only redeeming quality was his passable voice, she’d just farm him for resources a little and then harvest the crop and block him forever.

But if he was a handsome guy…

Well… she supposed she could reluctantly catfish him a bit and freeload for fun 😋.

Even after turning into a girl, her aesthetic standards remained: a pretty face, nice hands, beautiful collarbones, great body, nice voice, rich, strong at games, family savings in the millions, house and car 🤤…
Uh… anyway, online dating (online scamming) a handsome guy was at least easier on the eyes.

It wasn’t like she could ever fall for him.

Hua Xin swore: she would remain eternally loyal to her 2D waifus.
If she ever betrayed them… she’d become super rich.

“Ding ding ding.”

A QQ notification snapped her back.

“Well, wifey? Good-looking or not?”

The girl stared at the photo. The dark-blue T-shirt was lifted, revealing sharply defined, aesthetically perfect eight-pack abs and V-lines—almost too visually impactful…

Slurp.

Hua Xin casually wiped away the drool at the corner of her mouth and then glanced down at her own tummy.

Flat. Pale. Cute bellybutton.

Her fist clenched. 👊🏻😡

Out of appreciation for same-gender physiques, she admitted it—she was jealous.

“Mid,” Hua Xin snorted coldly, merciless in her judgement.
But in truth, jealousy was practically overflowing from her eyes. She stared so hard at the photo she felt like staring long enough might make her grow abs by osmosis.

“Stop trying to fool me with pictures you found online,” she said.
“No editing skills at all, I swear—”

Then Xia Yan sent a video.

Hua Xin’s mouth twitched. This man was taking this way too seriously…

She tapped it open.

Still those perfect abs, and a waist that definitely belonged to someone capable of high-speed piston power.

His annoyingly smug voice, clearly holding back laughter:
“How could I ever deceive you, wifey~ 😉”

The camera turned, showing the gaming café logo.
“Red Ant Internet Café.”

“I’m on Shanglin Road in Shanghai. If you don’t believe me, wifey, you can come check~ We can meet up too. I know a hotel that’s super cheap…”

Hua Xin instantly slammed the video shut.

She angrily shouted into her mic, “🦅talking🌸nonsense!”
Then immediately hung up voice chat.

What did he mean??

What did he mean???

Was this guy’s brain entirely filled with yellow-rated garbage?!

She cursed him out, but still very honestly saved the photo and the video 🥵.

Ding ding ding.

His message:
“Wifey, I showed you my abs. Now you should show me your, y’know~”

Hua Xin, unfazed, replied with a single: 丨

So he wasn’t some sheltered otaku after all? How was he such a shredded extrovert??

And he knew hotel prices way too well…

Wait.

Her phone slipped from her hand and clattered on the desk (durability -99%).

Could it be… she was the clown?
Judging from his physique and naturally high gaming talent, he was probably the one fishing her. Which meant he most likely only acted close because he liked her legs or whatever. For all she knew, he had a thousand real-life conquests already.

Cruel heavens, so cruel!!

Suddenly, a surge of unprecedented jealousy burst from Hua Xin’s eyes 😭.

She jumped up, placed both hands on the floor, determination blazing.
She would train! Abs were nothing! She too would have a perfect body! She too would be desirable—

Her arms trembled wildly like a dying moth.

Hua Xin silently stood up, collapsed on her bed, and let out a comfy sigh.

Pulled the blanket over herself.
Body training could wait until tomorrow 😇…

She must make that pervert spend money on her…
Sleep first…

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Meanwhile.

Xia Yan looked at the girl’s latest message and shook his head with a smile.

She really was adorable…

Hopeless at the game but loved playing, always talked big, yet just too cute.
(Cute voice, cute temper, cute legs, cute plays.)

Looking at the three appointments he had for the afternoon, he slipped on his jacket, the back of which read:

“Professional PC Assembly”

On days without class or on rest days, Xia Yan worked part-time doing home PC repairs and custom builds. The extra income was pretty good.

Though sometimes… things got uncomfortable.

Seeing today’s schedule included a female client, Xia Yan sighed helplessly.

He could still remember her hungry eyes.

But as a righteous gentleman, he rejected all of them.

↓

“Handsome, want some water?”
The girl in a white camisole, cleavage on full display, held out a water bottle while leaning toward him.

Expressionless, Xia Yan pointed at the camera above his head.

“Miss, there’s a recording device. Please behave.”

Seduce him?
Ask the camera for permission first. (Cold laugh.)

——————

8:59 PM.

Why does my body feel so heavy…? (She frowned.)

Uh… what is this feeling… Slow down… ugh—❤️…

Hua Xin let out a breathy sound, vaguely sensing something heavy pressing on her, her body rising and falling as if in sync with waves.

Could he go lighter?!

Annoyed, she snapped her eyes open—
Saw the scene before her—
And immediately broke into a cold sweat, sitting upright in terror.

😨

She woke from her dream.

Hua Xin silently tossed away the body pillow in her arms and lifted the blanket.

Her gray puppy-print shorts were… damp.

She’d had a spring dream.

Head down, hair covering her expression, countless emotions swirled through her.
She could hardly believe what she’d just experienced.

She had only skipped one day of… relieving stress. How did this even happen 😭?

And the person in the dream—
How could it be…

Why was it the eight-pack abs from Xia Yan’s photo—
A pair of flying eight-pack abs 😭?!