8: Chapter 8 I Don't Love You!

Xiang City was neither far nor close to Yanjing. It was already afternoon by the time Qin Mo arrived in Yanjing.

"System, what's wrong with you? I already have three hundred thousand followers. Even though most are anti-fans, anti-fans are still followers!"

"Where is my reward for ten thousand popularity points?"

"Ding! Rewards are not settled if the host does not start a stream."

"Why be so rigid? Artificial Intelligence! You should be a bit more 'intelligent'... more like artificial retardation, right?"

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"Qin Mo! Over here!"

Just as Qin Mo was complaining to the system, a crisp shout rang out.

Qin Mo looked toward the sound and saw a young girl in the distance approaching with quick, joyful steps.

The girl wore a pair of black sunglasses, her waterfall-like hair swaying gently in the breeze. Seeing Qin Mo look over, she instinctively took off her sunglasses.

Immediately, her baby-soft, delicate cheeks were revealed, and her white dress accentuated her curvaceous figure.

Standing there, the girl was like a beautiful scenery, making even the surrounding flowers look dull in comparison.

A flash of surprise crossed Qin Mo's eyes.

The surrounding crowd stood in a daze, staring at the girl.

Some were so mesmerized they walked straight into pillars, while others were beaten by their girlfriends for staring.

The girl covered her mouth and giggled, then walked up to Qin Mo and waved a hand in front of him.

"Qin Mo!"

"Ah?"

Seeing that Murong Lanlan had already reached him, Qin Mo realized he had just lost his composure.

Murong Lanlan was already very beautiful in the stream, but he never expected her to be a hundred times more stunning in person.

Even though Qin Mo had been a tenth-generation wealthy heir in his past life and had seen all kinds of beauties, probably none of them could compare to Murong Lanlan.

"I really didn't expect you to be so beautiful in real life. I almost spaced out looking at you."

"You're not bad either. Over 1.8 meters tall, and with your looks, you're at least several streets ahead of those 'little fresh meat' idols. It's just... your clothes are a bit tacky." Hearing Qin Mo's praise, Murong Lanlan squinted her eyes and giggled.

"Can't help it! I'm poor..." Qin Mo shook his head helplessly.

"You haven't eaten yet, right? Let me take you to eat first and try some of Yanjing's specialties."

Qin Mo nodded and followed Murong Lanlan out of the airport.

Before long, the two walked up to a pink supercar.

Qin Mo blurted out in shock, "A Ferrari LaFerrari!!!"

Murong Lanlan smiled proudly. "That's right. Isn't it pretty?"

"Holy crap! It's so freaking beautiful! I've dreamed of owning one!"

In his past life, Qin Mo had a pile of sports cars like this in his garage. He didn't know how to appreciate them back then, letting them gather dust every day. If he could do it over, he would definitely drive a different one every day.

"Hehe, it's yours!"

Murong Lanlan chuckled and handed the keys to Qin Mo.

"Okay."

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"You... what did you say?"

Qin Mo hadn't actually heard what Murong Lanlan said and had agreed instinctively. Then he suddenly reacted and asked in shock.

Murong Lanlan chuckled. "I said I'm giving it to you."

Hearing this, Qin Mo immediately crossed his arms, looking guarded.

"Are you joking? Giving me a car the moment we meet? Tell me the truth, are you interested in me?"

"Or do you want to keep me as a sugar baby? Take the keys back! I don't love you!!!"

"You..."

Murong Lanlan snapped angrily, "Who wants to keep you! I wasn't finished yet. I meant I'm letting you drive it, not giving it to you! Hmph!"

"Oh! You gave me a scare."

Qin Mo patted his chest, acting as if he had been frightened, then took the keys from Murong Lanlan's hand.

"You..."

This action made Murong Lanlan stomp her foot in anger. Like a kitten with its fur standing on end, she glared fiercely at Qin Mo.

Then she felt a bit unbalanced. Everywhere she went, she was sought after by everyone, with enough pursuers to fill all of Yanjing. Since when would she be rejected by a man? Was she really that bad?

"Alright, let's go! Time to eat."

Qin Mo said as he opened the car door and sat inside.

Seeing that Qin Mo didn't notice her displeasure, Murong Lanlan stomped her foot again and sat in the passenger seat with a reluctant face...

"Hehe, so cool!"

Sitting in the car, Qin Mo stroked the steering wheel, unable to put it down.

Why hadn't he noticed this car was so cool in his past life?

Then, as if he had thought of something, Qin Mo immediately took out his phone, set up his streaming equipment, fixed it in place, and started the stream.

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"The missing person has returned! Dog Streamer is finally live!"

"Holy crap! What is this? Such a cool car!"

"Did Dog Streamer successfully pull off a scam?"

"Holy crap! A Ferrari LaFerrari! It costs fifteen million to build, with an on-the-road price of at least twenty-two million. Equipped with a 6.2L V12 engine, 963 horsepower, and 0-100 km/h in just 2.9 seconds. It's a classic masterpiece in the supercar world!"

"Holy crap! How many people did the Streamer scam for this?"

"Can't you wish me well for once? Damn it, the moment I start the stream, you say I'm scamming people!"

Qin Mo looked at the bullet screen in the stream room, exasperated.

Beside him, Murong Lanlan watched the embarrassed and angry Qin Mo, her cute eyebrows curving into crescent moons, clearly very happy.

Hmph, that's what you get for rejecting me earlier. Serves you right!

"Holy crap! Isn't that a rich woman sitting next to Dog Streamer?"

"What? A rich woman? Where? Where is she? I've finally found you! I am your most loyal dog! Master, please don't leave me! I've sworn to only simp for you in this life!"

"Damn it, wasn't that simp from last time lured away by a big bone? How is there another one?"

"Person upstairs, does your first love still love you now?"

"Fuck! You're doing this again, aren't you?"

"Did you scold her back then the same way you're scolding me? Otherwise, why would she leave you and throw herself into another man's arms?"

"Fuck! I'm scared of you! I'm leaving..."

"Dog Streamer, you're living the life, with luxury cars and girls. I spent all night flaming those bastards to defend you, my damn keyboard was practically smoking!"

"Exactly, Dog Streamer, you're really not human!"

"Yo, isn't this the scammer Streamer? How many people did this scammer Streamer trick? He can already afford supercars and pick up girls?"

"Why hasn't this bastard Streamer's account been banned yet? Can the official staff do their damn jobs? If not, fire them and let someone capable take over! Like me, for instance."

"Person upstairs, I can hear your scheme all the way from abroad."

"You brain-dead idiots who didn't eat enough walnuts, can you stop blindly following the crowd? Does it bother you whether the Streamer has real talent or not?"

"Yo yo yo, the guard dog is getting anxious!"

"I really don't know where all these mad dogs came from, biting people left and right. Be careful not to bite the wrong person, or you'll get your teeth knocked out."

Throughout this, Qin Mo frowned as he watched the bullet screen. Just after starting, there were already nearly eight thousand people in the stream room, and at least half were flaming him.

Then, Qin Mo found a few true fans and gave them moderator permissions, which finally reduced the number of haters.