The Streamer's Allure: Top Fans Vying for Her Affection - Chapter 57

Chapter 57

“You are…”

Jiang Zhouzhou’s eyes widened, her face a mask of shock.

Zhou Xian was very satisfied with her reaction. He leaned down, his striking face suddenly closing in on her. His dark eyes took in every detail of her expression.

“Do you want to take a guess, Streamer? Here’s a friendly hint: I’m your most loyal old fan!”

Unlike his previous unrestrained and wild demeanor, he now resembled a wolf cub intentionally toying with its prey, his gaze locked onto Jiang Zhouzhou.

Jiang Zhouzhou, however, was so embarrassed she wanted to curl her toes into the ground. She had never been good at dealing with people, and her streaming persona was always layered with a bit of a facade. Encountering a viewer from her stream offline felt like a public execution.

“You… I…”

At that moment, her mind was a chaotic mess; she just wanted to escape completely.

Hearing the slight tremble in her voice, Zhou Xian realized he had truly frightened her. He instinctively pulled back a bit, and his voice softened.

“It’s an easy guess. I’m sure you can figure it out.”

As Jiang Zhouzhou listened to his deliberately slowed speech, the sense of humiliation gradually faded.

She thought seriously, matching the man in front of her with the familiar names she knew.

“Are you Dog Brother?”

A flash of surprise crossed Zhou Xian’s face. He hadn’t expected her to get it right on the first try. The smile at the corners of his mouth deepened involuntarily. “Yeah! You really are smart, Streamer.”

Jiang Zhouzhou’s eyes flickered. Actually, it had been quite easy to guess.

She had paid attention to the IP addresses of several people. Brother Cockroach’s IP was in Gangcheng, while Ye Zi and Dian were in Jingshi.

Meanwhile, Xiaomi Congee, Nanfeng, and Dog Brother knew each other privately, and their IPs were all in Haishi.

Nanfeng gave her the impression of being steady and reliable, and Xiaomi Congee went without saying. Only “Dog Brother” was always acting up; every time he spoke, he was incredibly annoying.

But she had to admit, the real-life Dog Brother was a stark contrast to the person in the stream.

Zhou Xian didn’t ask her how she had guessed it was him. Instead, he said, “Now, can I take you home?”

Blushing, Jiang Zhouzhou gave a soft “mm” and didn’t refuse again.

“Wait for me here. I’ll go get the keys.”

He naturally took Jiang Zhouzhou’s phone, saved his number, and dialed it.

“Call me if anything happens.”

He handed the phone back to her and disappeared around the corner of the alley.

Jiang Zhouzhou looked toward the empty alleyway. She felt mentally exhausted, yet she also felt like so much had happened tonight.

Looking at the newly saved contact name on her phone, she murmured, “So his name is Zhou Xian.”

Back at the bar, Li Mu had already left.

Seeing Zhou Xian return so quickly, his friend couldn’t help but tease him. “Yo, back so soon? Are you up to the task or what? But that girl was something else, actually daring to hit Li Mu. That kid was almost fuming with rage…”

Zhou Xian didn’t bother responding to him and said directly, “Give me your motorcycle keys.”

His friend raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t you drive here? Why do you want my motorcycle keys?”

Zhou Xian replied, “Can’t drive after drinking.”

His friend’s mouth twitched, and he instinctively glanced at the half-finished glass of juice.

Can’t drive after drinking?

Who are you trying to kid!

He handed the motorcycle keys to Zhou Xian, and Zhou Xian tossed him the keys to his sports car. “You drive this one.”

His friend’s face immediately broke into a grin. “Then I won’t be polite.”

Zhou Xian didn’t spare him another glance and left with the keys.

Jiang Zhouzhou, who was waiting where she was, expected Zhou Xian to drive over in a car, but instead, she saw him riding a motorcycle.

The roar of the engine echoed through the alley. He took off his helmet, his carefully styled hair slightly messy. With one foot on the pedal, his posture was a mix of lazy nonchalance and wild arrogance.
“Come here.”

His tone was intentionally drawn out, carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible hint of flirtation.

Jiang Zhouzhou walked over quickly. Looking at Zhou Xian’s motorcycle, she couldn’t help but suggest, “Maybe we should just call a cab back?”

“Cabs are a hassle,” Zhou Xian replied. “The bike is faster.”

He asked for her address, and Jiang Zhouzhou honestly told him where she lived.

Once he had the location, Zhou Xian handed a second helmet to Jiang Zhouzhou. Having never been on a motorcycle before, she stared at the helmet, completely at a loss for what to do with it.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian stood up and suddenly leaned in close to her.

Faced with his handsome features abruptly inches away from her own, Jiang Zhouzhou instinctively backed up, trying to maintain some distance.

“Don’t move,” Zhou Xian said.

She immediately froze. The man reached out to brush her hair aside, his movements gentle as he fitted the helmet onto her head.

His cool fingers accidentally grazed Jiang Zhouzhou’s face, instantly picking up the scorching heat of her skin.

“There, all set.”

With the helmet on, Jiang Zhouzhou felt strangely short of breath, and her face grew even hotter.

Zhou Xian got back on the motorcycle and held out his hand, signaling for Jiang Zhouzhou to get on.

Steeling herself, Jiang Zhouzhou placed her hand in his. With his help, she slowly settled onto the back of the bike.

But once she was seated, she felt even more awkward.

She had absolutely no idea where to put her hands…

In the end, Jiang Zhouzhou could only use her fingers to lightly pinch the hem of Zhou Xian’s shirt to keep herself from falling off.

Zhou Xian’s muffled laughter drifted back from the front. “Streamer, are you trying to cause an accident?”

Jiang Zhouzhou hurriedly explained, “No, I…”

“Hold on tight,” Zhou Xian interrupted. “I’m ticklish. If you do that, it’ll be very uncomfortable, and then… an accident really might happen.”

Hearing this, Jiang Zhouzhou had no choice but to let go of his shirt and wrap her arms around his waist.

The man was wearing a black shirt today; through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel the firm lines of his muscles.

Jiang Zhouzhou’s face turned so red it looked like it might bleed, but all her embarrassment vanished the moment the motorcycle started moving.

The scenery blurring past terrified her. Feeling the wind howling around them, she clung tightly to Zhou Xian, resting her head against his back.

A twenty-minute drive was cut in half by his speed.

When Jiang Zhouzhou finally got off the bike, she felt as if she had returned to heaven from the depths of hell. She took off the helmet, her eyes rimmed with red and glistening with tears.

If she had known riding a motorcycle was this harrowing, she would have absolutely insisted on taking a cab.

Meanwhile, the culprit, Zhou Xian, looked at Jiang Zhouzhou’s pathetic state and suddenly felt the urge to tease her.

“You know, Streamer? I actually drove my car to the bar tonight.”

Jiang Zhouzhou froze. She bit down on her lower lip, her cheeks puffing out slowly as she shot Zhou Xian a resentful look.

“W-Why?”

She didn’t understand why he was playing tricks on her.

Zhou Xian spoke leisurely. “I told you, people who trust others too easily are the ones who suffer the most.”

“Remember, don’t trust people so easily-especially men.”

“See you, Streamer.”

He gave a wave and rode off. With the roar of the engine, his figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

Jiang Zhouzhou watched him leave with a complicated expression.

Just as he was in the stream, he was such a brat…

When Zhou Xian returned to his villa, he finally saw several WeChat messages from Lin Chen.

Lin Chen: [Who did you see?]

Lin Chen: [Where are you?]

Lin Chen: [Intentionally leaving me hanging, I see.]

Zhou Xian opened his photo gallery, tapped on the photo he had taken in the bar, and silently deleted it.

Then he replied to Lin Chen.

[No one.]