Chapter 84 Do you have feelings for me?

Wei Lingling's post was suggestive, and this ambiguous yet intriguing hint was tantamount to handing a knife to her crazed fans, letting them attack her at will.

At a time like this, Ji Wanqing was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the competition.

She opened her chat window with Kiyono, but there was still no reply. She figured the match wasn't over yet, and he probably hadn't even checked his phone.

Ji Wanqing felt a little powerless, and after browsing around again, she saw another eye-catching post.

[Ji Wanqing, just go die!]

Clicking through reveals a screen full of vicious insults, the most horrifying of which is the accompanying image: her photo has been maliciously photoshopped into a black and white funeral portrait.

Even her real name was dug up; this blatant curse sent chills down her spine.

She had only heard that fans in the entertainment industry were terrifying, but she never imagined that one day the fire would burn her.

Wei Lingling is only a second-tier female celebrity, yet her fans still possess such terrifying fighting power.

A lingering fear crossed her mind, but she had no choice; this job was her important and only source of income.

The anxiety of unemployment washed over her like a tidal wave, and with a heavy heart, she went into the bathroom to let the hot water temporarily wash away her worries.

Just as she came out of the bathroom, she heard someone knocking on the door. Just as Ji's mother was about to get up from the sofa to open the door, Ji Wanqing spoke up.

"You can continue watching TV, I'll go turn it on."

She shuffled towards the door in her slippers. "Who is it?"

"It's me, Pei Yu."

Ji Wanqing glanced at the wall clock. It was already ten o'clock. Why was Dr. Pei calling her so late?

Upon opening the door, the answer became immediately clear.

Pei Yu was carrying a porcelain plate with desserts on it. Unlike last time, this time it was a plate of egg tarts.

He was visibly taken aback when he saw her.

She was wearing pajamas, with a bath towel draped over her shoulders, her wet hair plastered to the side of her neck, and water droplets still dripping from the ends.

His gaze wandered aimlessly, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Seeing his silence, Ji Wanqing asked curiously, "Pei Yu? Is this for me?"

"Ah..." Pei Yu's gaze shifted somewhat flusteredly to the egg tarts on the plate, and he nodded slightly sluggishly, "I was a little hungry after getting off work, and I thought you probably hadn't gone to sleep yet, so I baked a few extra."

Seeing his evasive gaze, Ji Wanqing couldn't help but find it amusing. She proactively reached out her hand to ask for it, "Thank you, then... for me?"

Upon hearing this reminder, Pei Yu belatedly raised his eyes and handed over the plate.

The eyes behind the lenses were clear and gentle, and at this moment they showed a rare cuteness, which was completely different from their usual calm and indifferent appearance.

Ji Wanqing forced a smile, took the plate, and thanked her again, "Thank you, I was just about to eat something."

Pei Yu might see posts about her everywhere tomorrow, but for now, she still wants to leave a good impression on him.

"You're welcome." Pei Yu also noticed that the smile on her lips was very forced. "You look very tired. Sweets can promote the secretion of dopamine, I hope it can make you feel happier."

Ji Wanqing was slightly taken aback. Had her emotions become so obvious?

After a moment of distraction, she smiled sincerely: "Okay, I will."

“This…” Pei Yu pointed to the plate, “Auntie can eat it too, but in moderation.”

"Great, this is perfect for sharing with my mom. Thank you so much," Ji Wanqing said sincerely.

"Then you should go back and dry your hair. I won't bother you anymore." Pei Yu raised his hand to wave, but then realized that since he lived next door, the gesture was a bit exaggerated. He turned his raised hand to the back of his head and smiled a little embarrassedly. "I'm leaving."

He turned around nimbly, and heard Ji Wanqing saying goodbye behind him. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he entered the house.

Ji Wanqing watched him close the door before carrying the plate into the house.

Turning around, I saw my mother peeking from the corner of the entryway, which startled her so much that she almost dropped the plate.

Ji Wanqing quickly raised her hand and patted her chest, "Oh my god, you scared me to death!"

"Dr. Pei lives next door? I've never heard you mention him before? And he even made you dessert?" Mrs. Ji's eyes kept glancing at the plate. "It looks just as good as what you can buy outside. And so late at night... Is he interested in you?"

Regardless of what she thought, Ji's mother blurted out a whole bunch of things.

Her daughter has been popular with boys since she was little. When she was a teenager and just beginning to experience romantic feelings, there were countless boys following her around. She was used to it.

Ji Wanqing walked into the living room and placed the plate on the coffee table. "Dr. Pei is just a kind person. He said you can eat some of this too. Eat if you're hungry. I'm going to dry my hair now."

"Hey! Don't rush off..." Watching her fleeing figure, Mrs. Ji snorted in dissatisfaction, picked up a still-warm egg tart, and muttered to herself, "If I didn't like you, who would make this for the neighbors in the middle of the night?"

Unfortunately, Ji Wanqing didn't hear it. After she dried her hair, Ji's mother came over to wash up and prepare for bed.

"It's rare to see you finish your live stream so early today. You should get some rest after you finish eating."

"Okay, Mom," Ji Wanqing replied obediently, trying her best to put on a bright smile so as not to worry her mother.

Mom ate one, and then took the rest of the plate back to her room to eat slowly, since she wasn't sleepy tonight anyway.

Although those posts were annoying to look at, Ji Wanqing couldn't help but keep scrolling through them.

When she reopened the various software programs, many posts were gone; she would open one, refresh the page, and it would disappear again.

Ji Wanqing frowned. Those people were so malicious, they definitely wouldn't have deleted the posts themselves, but now it seems like someone is manipulating things behind the scenes.

She suddenly remembered that during the live stream, after the fans mentioned that post, the finish line disappeared, and when it reappeared later, she heard that the post had been deleted.

She was munching on an egg tart when she hesitated for a moment before opening the finish line dialog box.

Ji Wanqing: [Brother Ji, are you asleep?]

The reply came almost instantly.

Finish line [What's wrong? Can't sleep?]

Ji Wanqing [I suppose so.]

Finish line [I'm free right now, want to chat for a bit?]

Ji Wanqing [Those posts...]

Ji Wanqing: [It seems like someone is deliberately deleting posts. Are you helping me?]

The finish line. [As expected of you, you guessed it right away.]

Finish line. [My family happens to have shares in the Big Eyes platform, so I had the staff work overtime.]

The Dayan platform is a leading social platform with two to three hundred million daily active users, and the Xie family actually owns shares in it!

Ji Wanqing opened her mouth in surprise, and the egg tart fell onto her clothes. She quickly picked it up, silently reciting "picking it up within three seconds is not dirty" as she put the egg tart back into her mouth.

She wiped her hands clean before replying to the message again.

Ji Wanqing: [Your family is amazing!]

Ji Wanqing: [Thank you so much! Why didn't you tell me you were helping me? I'm so sorry to have made you worry so late at night.]

The finish line. [It was just a phone call; no need to apologize.]

Ji Wanqing had already said thank you so many times tonight, and she really didn't know how to respond to this message. Just as she was struggling with how to reply, another message came from the other end.

Finish line [Do you like shopping?]

This question is easy to answer. Although Ji Wanqing has a good impression of Qingye, it is only a friendly impression and has nothing to do with anything else.

Ji Wanqing: [Everything I say in my live stream is the truth.]

Upon seeing this answer, Xie Chi smiled. He glanced at the deep night outside the window, and with a thought, turned back to type the next question in the chat box.

Finish line [So, how about trying some racing tonight?]