After Dumping the Scumbag Top, I Was Relentlessly Chased by a Top-Tier Idol - Chapter 30

It’s me.

What happened to your neck?

The user “I’ll Give Whenever I Want” Song Chizheng flaunted his glittering, golden ID with absolutely no intention of hiding. He admitted his identity with startling composure and even had the audacity to ask about Lin Yizhou’s well-being.

Lin Yizhou glanced at the bullet comments and chose to treat them as if they didn’t exist.

Just as he expected, news of Song Chizheng entering the livestream spread like wildfire. A massive wave of curious netizens rushed in to witness the drama. The real-time viewer count skyrocketed, and hashtags like #Song Chizheng Sends Ultra-Luxurious Romantic Gifts, High-Profile Appearance in Lin Yizhou’s Livestream# and #Song Chizheng Concerned for Lin Yizhou# shot straight to the trending charts.

His livestream was suddenly set ablaze.

Inside Eternal Star Entertainment, Cui Sula stepped out of the meeting room and nearly collided head-on with a large figure rushing toward her. Fortunately, her reflexes were sharp; she stepped back into the doorway just in time to avoid disaster.

Recognizing the intruder, Cui Sula sighed helplessly and massaged her temples. “Xiao Jiang, are you always this reckless? How did the boss keep you by his side for so long?”

Jiang Yue scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed, but quickly remembered his mission. He thrust his phone screen in front of Cui Sula’s face. “Sorry, Sister Sula, but I’m in a real hurry! Look at this—Song Chizheng entered Brother Zhou’s livestream, and the tags are already trending! I have no idea what kind of ghost of a scheme he’s plotting.”

Cui Sula snatched the phone and skimmed the information. She immediately turned back to the department heads who hadn’t left the meeting room yet. “Everyone, keep a close eye on both their livestreams. If anything happens, be ready to launch a PR response at a moment’s notice.”

The department heads nodded solemnly and hurried back to their respective posts.

Inside the livestream, because of the influx of people, the scroll of bullet comments accelerated drastically.

“Whoa, is the Ex-Husband Bro here to watch the ‘Vase’ make a fool of himself?”

“The moment Ex-Husband Bro stepped in, there’s been a weird smell of vinegar [jealousy] in the air~”

“Why isn’t the streamer thanking the Top Donor? His arrival just made this livestream ten times more lively.”

“Lin Yizhou’s room has the highest heat among all the guests right now. At this rate, shouldn’t the Vase get on his knees and kowtow to thank Ex-Husband Bro? Hahaha!”

“Seriously, so many people are asking what happened to his neck—why is the Vase afraid to answer?”

Seeing the last comment, Lin Yizhou replied flatly, “A mosquito bit me.”

“What kind of mosquito? Does it have a first and last name?”

“What’s there to hide about a mosquito bite?”

The skepticism surged like a tide, but Lin Yizhou ignored it.

Since admitting his identity, Song Chizheng hadn’t held back at all. Instead, he began sending every single type of gift available on the platform. The screen was a dazzling display of brilliant gift effects, but in Lin Yizhou’s eyes, every gift felt like a slap to the face.

It was a blatant provocation: “See? Without me, you’re nothing.”

Lin Yizhou spent a few moments studying the interface until he finally found the block function. As he pressed the button, a mechanical, emotionless system voice announced:

“This action will block the most distinguished VIP viewer of this livestream. Streamer, please think twice.”

The notification wasn’t just for Lin Yizhou; every viewer in the room heard it.

“Eh? Is the Vase really going to block Ex-Husband Bro?”

“Don’t do it! Who in their right mind kicks out the God of Wealth?”

“What, is the Vase’s high-and-mighty self-esteem acting up? Without Song Chizheng, what can you even accomplish?”

Lin Yizhou saw the comments, but he didn’t hesitate. He blocked him instantly.

On the top floor of the Song Corporation skyscraper, Song Chizheng saw the “You have been blocked” notification. He slammed his desk in fury and summoned his assistant.

“Go and open a hundred Douyu App accounts for me. Have them ready.”

The assistant was shocked but didn’t dare ask questions, scurrying off to comply.

Song Chizheng stared at Lin Yizhou’s face on the screen, the fire in his eyes ready to erupt. “Playing hard to get with me? Fine. I’ll play along.”

What followed was a repetitive cycle in the livestream:

System Announcement: “Welcome ‘SongSongSong’ to the room. He has sent a Super Luxurious Romantic Golden Cruise Ship!”

Less than a minute later: “This action will block the most distinguished VIP viewer… please think twice.”

Song Chizheng would enter high-profile with the VIP fanfare, only to be unceremoniously blocked by Lin Yizhou and forced into a dismal exit.

“Seriously, what is Ex-Husband Bro doing? Roleplaying as a rebellious teenager? Is he a masochist?”

“Bro, if you really have too much money, why not smash some onto my account instead?”

“Good lord, this is better than an 8 PM soap opera. I’m gonna go call my mom to come watch.”

Evidently, the viewers in Lin Yizhou’s room lived by the spirit of “sharing the drama is better than enjoying it alone.” They even began running to other guests’ livestreams to spread the word.

Meanwhile, in Jiang Siyuan’s livestream:

Jiang Siyuan was currently giving a free tutorial on painting techniques. Although the content was relatively dry, the number of viewers was high—mostly people there to look at a handsome man rather than learn about brushstrokes.

“Heavens, the painting is beautiful, his hands are beautiful, his voice is so gentle… I need an oxygen mask.”

“Hahaha, compared to the room next door, the vibe here is so pure.”

This comment piqued curiosity, and people began “educating” the chat about what was happening in Lin Yizhou’s room. Many drama-seekers immediately flocked to the other room, causing Jiang Siyuan’s viewership to drop by half in an instant.

Jiang Siyuan saw the comments. He didn’t care about the lost viewers; he only cared about why Song Chizheng was doing this.

Was Song Chizheng really trying to make amends with Lin Yizhou, as he had feared before? If so, where did that leave him?

His fingers tapped against his paintbrush a few times before he set it down and picked up his phone. Before contacting Song Chizheng, he checked Weibo. Sure enough, several related tags were trending.

He took a screenshot and sent it directly to Song Chizheng with a message: “Baby, what are you doing?”

Song Chizheng replied instantly: “Well, didn’t you say before that I should give him some form of compensation? I’m just… treating it as a breakup fee.”

Jiang Siyuan had suggested compensation, but that was for his own selfish reasons—he wanted an excuse ready in case his own flirting with Lin Yizhou was ever exposed. After all, Lin Yizhou had been his “body double” for so long.

He hadn’t expected Song Chizheng to use that excuse against him.

Jiang Siyuan’s mind raced as his fingers flew across the screen. Before he could finish typing, another message from Song Chizheng arrived: “Are you angry, baby? Actually, I wanted to enter your room to support you, but you weren’t willing to go public with me…”

Seeing this, Jiang Siyuan raised an eyebrow. He seemed to realize something. He deleted his draft and re-typed: “So you did all this to make me jealous and force me to go public?”

Song Chizheng: “No, don’t overthink it. I didn’t mean to force you.”

Jiang Siyuan tapped the side of his phone. After a moment, as if finally making a grand decision, he typed: “Let’s go public.”

Seeing this message, Song Chizheng’s fingers stopped their rhythmic tapping on the desk. He froze for a few seconds before reacting: “Now?”

Jiang Siyuan replied quickly: “Yes, right now. You don’t want to?”

Song Chizheng stared at the screen. He couldn’t tell if he was excited or nervous, but his fingers drummed rapidly against the polished black wood of his desk.

If this had happened before, he would have agreed without a second thought and announced it to the world on Weibo immediately. But now… why did he feel this strange mix of joy and hesitation?

He looked at the computer screen, at the face that was thirty to forty percent similar to Jiang Siyuan’s. His brows furrowed.

Lin Yizhou was just a replaceable toy. How could a toy compare to the person he had been pining for for over a decade? Right now… he was probably just in the mood to play with that toy.

Jiang Siyuan was his first love, the first person he ever loved. As long as he was with Jiang Siyuan, he could prove to his parents that a person could love only one person for an entire lifetime. Jiang Siyuan would be his life partner.

Having convinced himself, Song Chizheng replied: “How could I not want to? Baby, you know how long I’ve waited for you to say this. I’m so happy I’m going stupid. Let’s go public right now.”

On the other side, in Shen Xu’s livestream:

After finishing another song, Shen Xu set down his guitar and took a drink of water. “I’m going to take a short break.”

“Okay, Hubby! Even if you just sit there doing nothing but breathing, I love watching you!”

“Hubby, wait for me, I’m going to the room next door to check out the drama and then I’ll be back.”

Shen Xu: “Which ‘next door’?”

“Lin Yizhou’s room.”

Shen Xu frowned. “What happened to my Captain?”

A fan gave him a quick summary, concluding with: “The two of them have some serious patience; they’ve gone several rounds already. Xu, you should check Weibo, the trending tags have exploded.”

Shen Xu raised an eyebrow. “In that case, I’ll go make a guest appearance too.”

The fans spammed the chat: “Bro, you’re joking, right?”

As it turned out, Shen Xu was not joking. Having said his piece, he set the water aside, grabbed his phone, and walked out. Looking at the now-empty livestream, the fans filled the screen with question marks.

“Shen Xu! You meant a ‘guest appearance’ by literally running into his room?? Come back!!!”

“Huh? What’s the situation? Is he this crazy? He’s just going over there?”

Back with Lin Yizhou, he remained silent. He spent his time watching the chat and blocking every new account Song Chizheng used to enter, proving with his actions that his room was strictly off-limits to him.

Despite this, Song Chizheng seemed to be in the middle of a manic episode, showing no signs of stopping. But on second thought, Song Chizheng had always been this way. Back when Lin Yizhou first rejected his advances, hadn’t he become even more persistent? He simply couldn’t accept being refused.

Lin Yizhou watched another “Romantic Fireworks” effect flash across the screen. Just as he was about to say something, Shen Xu’s voice sounded from outside the tent.

“Captain, can I come in?”

Without waiting for an answer, the zipper of the tent was pulled up. Shen Xu, carrying the scent of rain, ducked inside. He lazily intruded into the frame of Lin Yizhou’s livestream and sat down right next to him.

The “heat” of Lin Yizhou’s room hit a new record. The fans in the bullet comments began screaming.

“Shen Xu, you actually! You really went over!”

“Ahhh, save me, my CP is streaming together! With the way Shen Xu acts, it’s really hard not to suspect they’re the real deal.”

“Give it a rest, people. Friends are open and bold, but love is cautious! This is just the company trying to wash Lin Yizhou’s image.”

Lin Yizhou looked at the man beside him with confusion. “Why did you come over?”

Shen Xu stared at a specific ID in the livestream. He reached out and draped an arm over Lin Yizhou’s shoulder, his words loaded with hidden meaning. “I’m in the same space as my Captain. If I want to come over, I come over.”

With that, he greeted the viewers.

“Hiss, is it just me? Why does it feel like there’s a smell of gunpowder?”

“My sixth sense tells me Shen Xu came here to declare war on the Ex-Husband Bro.”

“I agree! I bet Ex-Husband Bro is fuming; the gifts are coming in even faster now hahaha!”

Romantic fireworks, romantic carriages, romantic cruises… from the moment Shen Xu entered, the gifts never stopped. The screen was a chaotic, dazzling mess of effects.

Lin Yizhou habitually opened the settings, but this time, before he could hit the block button, the system announced:

“Bidding farewell to the distinguished VIP viewer ‘Just Want to Give’ as he exits the room. We look forward to your next visit!”

“Eh? Ex-Husband Bro left? He’s done? I just got my popcorn! Don’t go, Bro! (waves handkerchief)”

“He was chased away by anger (certain face).”

With Song Chizheng gone, many of the thrill-seekers left as well, but it didn’t hurt the room’s popularity. Shen Xu, the most popular guest on the show, was still sitting there as steady as a mountain.

And by the looks of it, he had no intention of leaving.

Shen Xu: “Captain, what were you streaming earlier?”

Lin Yizhou honestly recounted the content he had covered, concluding with, “They were all suggestions from the netizens.”

Shen Xu nodded thoughtfully, deciding to follow the “tradition” of the Captain’s room. He tilted his head toward the screen, a brilliant smile on his face. “So, what does everyone want to see us stream next?”

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