Chapter 69: The Voice of Wisdom

After waiting a while longer, once the insurance company personnel arrived and took over, Jiang Yun drove away with Little Daze.

“Hey, why does your car look so familiar?” Little Daze noticed something was off the moment she got in.

Hearing this, Jiang Yun replied with a smile, “My brother in Hangzhou has the same one.”

As soon as Jiang Yun finished speaking, Little Daze’s livestream chat exploded.

“Is it that brother who never adds oil and only charges his car?”
“I think I know who Jiang Yun’s brother in Hangzhou is.”
“What a coincidence, my brother in Hangzhou also has a supercar.”
“No wonder this looks familiar—it’s a Ferrari SF90!”
“Brother Yun, are you talking about Tong?”
“…”

At this moment, Little Daze finally put the pieces together.

“You mean that guy Tong? This is a Ferrari SF90?”

“Yeah.” Jiang Yun nodded. “I thought Tong’s looked great, so I bought one too.”

“Tsk tsk, you just buy whatever catches your eye. You really are loaded,” Little Daze commented with a touch of envy.

Jiang Yun didn’t hesitate to retort, “Give me a break. Yours is a Ferrari too—who are you jealous of?”

Little Daze argued, “Mine isn’t as expensive as yours, and I’ve had it for years.”

“Alright, alright, it’s just a car.” Jiang Yun cut off the topic, then said, “How about you stop driving from now on? I’ve only seen you drive twice, and both times something happened.”

Little Daze: ………

“Do you think I wanted this? What can I do about bad luck?” she replied, full of grievance.

Last time, her tire blew out and she skidded into the guardrail. This time, she was rear-ended by a lunatic.

Really, neither incident was her fault! She was just unlucky.

“If you ask me, you and cars are just incompatible. You’re a curse to them, so any car you drive is doomed,” Jiang Yun teased with a straight face.

“Get lost!” Little Daze spat at him. “Why don’t you say you and I are incompatible? Ever since I met you, I’ve driven twice, and both times ended in disaster.”

“Are we really incompatible?” Jiang Yun raised an eyebrow. “I think we get along just fine. Since I met you, I’ve gone from a small-time streamer with a few thousand viewers to tens of thousands. Isn’t that a perfect match?”

“You’re just stealing my luck! You’re my jinx!”

Little Daze declared with utter seriousness.

Yet after she spoke, she sensed something was off, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. She glanced at the barrage of comments.

“What do you mean? This is obviously good for her husband!”
“Isn’t that what they call a lucky star for the spouse?”
“Right, right, she’s a bringer of good fortune!”
“I just checked, that’s exactly what it means!”
“Together! Together! Together!”
“…”

Seeing her chat explode, Little Daze hurried to refute, “What lucky star? Don’t say nonsense, I don’t feel that he’s brought me good luck at all!”

After speaking, she looked at Jiang Yun, as if afraid he’d get the wrong idea.

But Jiang Yun didn’t even glance her way, calmly driving as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Seeing his indifferent expression, as though he was afraid of being misunderstood by the viewers, Little Daze felt a tinge of disappointment rise within her.

Sometimes, women are just like this.

If Jiang Yun had joined in with the teasing, perhaps Little Daze would have just rolled her eyes. But instead, his deliberate indifference, as if terrified of a real misunderstanding, made her feel as though he was actually rejecting her. Naturally, she felt a little disappointed.

For a moment, Little Daze fell into silence.

Fortunately, the silence didn’t last long.

Soon, Jiang Yun pulled up in front of Little Daze’s apartment complex. “We’re here.”

“Oh.” She gathered her things and got out.

“Thanks for today,” she said before leaving.

Jiang Yun nodded. “Mm,” he replied, saying nothing more before driving off.

Of course, Jiang Yun had heard what Little Daze said to her viewers earlier.

He had chosen not to react on purpose.

He was a man who understood boundaries. Though he’d often joke around with Little Daze, it was always within limits she could accept.

After all, they were both streamers and needed to create entertaining content; Jiang Yun believed Little Daze would understand and not read too much into it.

But if things went further—if there was genuine ambiguity—Jiang Yun wouldn’t cross that line.

To play with someone’s feelings for the sake of a few laughs would simply be too much.

His behavior just now was a reminder to Little Daze: don’t take it seriously; all he’d done before was just for the stream.

Once home, Jiang Yun quickly washed up and went to bed.

He slept straight through until after one in the afternoon.

Since he’d told his viewers at the end of his last stream that he’d be changing his streaming schedule, Jiang Yun had no obligations today.

Taking advantage of the free time, he made a trip to the orphanage and bought some daily necessities for the children.

By the time he left, it was already past six in the evening.

Jiang Yun headed to the night market.

This time, it wasn’t for streaming, but simply to enjoy some food.

He remembered a particularly delicious spicy hot pot at this night market—not the one he’d visited with Little Daze the night before, but a different, more mobile stall.

After searching around for a bit, Jiang Yun finally found the stall.

He picked out his food and handed it to the owner. “Boss, could you make me a bowl of fried rice noodles to start with?”

“Coming right up!” the owner replied cheerfully, and in no time at all, handed him a steaming bowl.

Jiang Yun had just received his noodles and hadn’t even taken a bite when a soft, sweet voice sounded nearby, “Boss, how much is the spicy hot pot?”

The voice was oddly familiar, compelling Jiang Yun to turn and take a look.

Guangdong’s Voice of Wisdom!

With just one glance, Jiang Yun recognized her.

It was Salted Fish, a Douyin creator—also known as the Voice of Wisdom from Guangdong.

She was one of the few content creators Jiang Yun followed on Douyin, simply because her voice was so sweet and distinctive.

Though she rarely showed her face in videos or photos, it wasn’t as if she never had; Jiang Yun had seen her before.

Which is why he recognized her instantly.

“One yuan for the vegetarian items, two yuan for the meat. Pick whatever you like,” the owner replied to Salted Fish.

Perhaps her voice was so soft that the owner couldn’t help but smile as he spoke to her.

“Oh~” Salted Fish replied, then picked up a small bowl and began making her selection at the stall.

Since this was his first time seeing Salted Fish in person, Jiang Yun couldn’t help but glance at her a few times.

Still, he didn’t greet her—being a streamer himself, he understood how annoying it could be to be bothered in public.

Yet just then, Salted Fish reached over with her chopsticks and took some noodles from his bowl…

Jiang Yun: ??????

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