Chapter 17: Silly Girl: Nothing Good Ever Happens When I Meet You

Because he had no real pressure now, Jiang Yun slept soundly until noon the next day. After a quick wash, he began packing his things to move. He didn’t have much—since the new place at Renheng Riverside Bay was already fully furnished, he only needed to bring his clothes and computer. There was no need to bother with a moving company; he could do it all himself with his car.

Soon, Jiang Yun had finished packing and loaded everything into his car. He then contacted his previous landlord to return the apartment. Only after handling all these did he start driving slowly towards his new home.

Upon arriving at Renheng Riverside Bay, Jiang Yun first parked in the underground garage before beginning to move his things into the elevator. When the elevator stopped at the first floor, Jiang Yun didn’t pay much attention—he just glanced casually toward the elevator doors.

But that glance left him utterly stunned.

“Guys, today it’s our turn to explore Mozi’s new place. When we get upstairs, let’s search every corner of her new home and make her…”

Dai Xiaomei stood at the elevator entrance, holding her phone for a livestream, and stared at Jiang Yun inside the elevator with clear surprise.

“What are you doing here? No, seriously, why are you everywhere?”

She tilted her head at Jiang Yun, her face full of confusion.

Jiang Yun could only purse his lips wordlessly. “How should I know? Feels like you’re the one who’s everywhere.”

Jiang Yun’s voice immediately triggered a flood of question marks in Dai Xiaomei’s livestream chat.

“?????”

“Is it just me, or did I just hear Brother Yun’s voice?”

“Huh? Isn’t the old lady supposed to be visiting Mozi’s new house today? Why do I hear Brother Yun?”

“Don’t tell me the old lady went into the wrong place and ended up at Brother Yun’s house?”

Noticing the barrage of comments, Dai Xiaomei stepped into the elevator, turned her camera, and revealed Jiang Yun to her audience.

“Guys, look who I just ran into.”

As soon as they saw Jiang Yun, the chat exploded with even more confusion.

“What?? Are you sure you’re not at the wrong place???”

“Wait, is this just a coincidence?”

“What kind of nonsense are you up to, old lady?”

“Brother Yun, what on earth are you and the old lady doing???”

Jiang Yun waved to the viewers. “Hello, everyone, I’m Yun.”

He then pointed to his suitcase and computer in the elevator. “I’m moving into a new place today.”

“You’re moving here too?” Dai Xiaomei asked, surprised.

“Yeah.” Jiang Yun nodded. Then he asked, “From what you said, Mozi moved here too? I thought she was in Magic City?”

Dai Xiaomei explained, “Mozi just moved to Chengdu a couple of days ago—I was heading to her place today. Who knew I’d run into you here?”

“Well, I guess it’s just luck. Who could’ve imagined we’d meet here of all places?”

“Ew, ew, ew—” Dai Xiaomei looked at Jiang Yun with exaggerated disgust. “Don’t make it sound like I actually wanted to run into you. Last time we met, nothing good came of it.”

Jiang Yun remembered Dai Xiaomei’s recent car accident and chuckled. “So, did the traffic police give you a ticket last time?”

“Oh, give me a break!”

Seeing that Jiang Yun was still teasing her about the ticket, Dai Xiaomei spat at him.

At that moment, the elevator doors closed and it began moving upward.

Bang!

But after just a couple of seconds, the elevator jolted and came to a halt.

Jiang Yun: ???

Dai Xiaomei: ???

They stared at each other in disbelief.

Dai Xiaomei’s lips twitched. “Don’t tell me we’re out of luck again?”

Jiang Yun said nothing but went over to press the emergency call button.

Beep, beep, beep—

“Hello, this is Renheng Riverside Bay property management. How can we help you?”

“Hi, it seems the elevator is malfunctioning. My friend and I are stuck inside. Could someone come and fix it?”

“Certainly, we’ll be there right away. Please remain calm and avoid pressing any other buttons.”

“Alright.”

After speaking with property management, Jiang Yun turned to Dai Xiaomei.

“All right, let’s just wait for them.”

“Okay.”

Dai Xiaomei responded, then glanced at her phone. The livestream had already disconnected due to lack of signal. She put her phone away and asked Jiang Yun, “Which floor did you rent?”

“The eighteenth.”

“Mozi’s on the fifteenth! I thought you two would end up as neighbors.”

“Not quite that much of a coincidence.”

The two of them chatted idly to pass the time.

“By the way, how big is your place, Brother Yun? And how much is the rent? Let’s see who got the worse deal, you or Mozi.”

Jiang Yun shot her a glance. “It’s 315 square meters, and I bought it.”

“Three hundred and fifteen? That’s pretty spacious…” Dai Xiaomei nodded, then suddenly realized something. “Wait—you bought it?!”

“Yeah, I bought it.” Jiang Yun nodded.

Upon confirmation, Dai Xiaomei looked at him oddly. “If I remember right, the prices here are sky-high. How much did you pay?”

“Less than twenty million.”

Dai Xiaomei fell silent.

It wasn’t that she thought the price was absurd—after all, as a top streamer for several years, she could afford a place like that herself. The problem was, based on everything she’d heard, Jiang Yun wasn’t supposed to be that wealthy.

Yesterday, Jiang Yun’s stream lasted only two hours, but his peak viewer count hit fifteen thousand, with over two thousand premium subscribers. Just the day before, he’d had only three thousand viewers. What did that mean? It meant Brother Yun had the potential to go big.

So after her own stream ended yesterday, Dai Xiaomei had contacted her guild to discuss whether they should sign Jiang Yun. The guild agreed with her assessment and wanted to bring him in.

She’d planned to talk to Jiang Yun about a contract today. But now, hearing that he’d just bought a place at Renheng Riverside Bay, Dai Xiaomei was at a loss for words.

There was a clear mismatch between what she knew and reality. If Jiang Yun could casually drop tens of millions, their guild wouldn’t be able to offer him anything better. After all, potential is just potential, not a guarantee. The guild couldn’t justify dangling millions in signing bonuses for a maybe.

If they couldn’t offer some astronomical contract, how could they sign Jiang Yun? He could casually spend tens of millions—the usual incentives wouldn’t tempt him, especially after being burned once before.

Suddenly, Dai Xiaomei thought of the guild Jiang Yun had previously signed with.

She asked, “Brother Yun, how did you end up signing with those bloodsuckers before?”

Jiang Yun’s mouth twitched.

He could barely remember why he’d signed with that guild in the first place.

“Just young and naive…”

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