PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Chapter 68 - Hand over a first-meeting gift ba

Edited by Noks and xiin

Yu Yan seldom lied and thus had no experience of being exposed on the spot.

He blushed and quickly looked at the barrage.

[Okay, you can even deceive your mama. You’re finally grown up.]

[I will kneel in front of the computer for three days and three nights, just to meet Boss 1.]

[Looking at the background, Boss 1’s house seems very luxurious. It seems that he is really a big boss…]

Yi Chen was still standing nearby, so Yu Yan dared not read the lines in the barrage too carefully. As soon as the match finished, he turned off the barrage assistant. “Going to first pause for a bit and play a movie for everyone. I’ll go have dinner in the meantime.”

Then, amid the flurry of mounting question marks that appeared in the barrage, he turned off the camera.

He got up and took the initiative in picking up the takeout bag placed at his side. “Shall we eat at the table?”

Yi Chen finished reading the work email he had just received and uttered an “en.”

Yu Yan had thought that Yi Chen had ordered takeout, and had then arrived home just in time to meet the delivery person, and so had carried it all in.

Only after all the dishes had been taken out of the bag, and he could clearly see what they were, did he worryingly realize that no takeout place would serve food this rich.

These several bags all contained seafood. The lobsters were too big, and thus only one had been packed in each box. There was also abalone, scallop, and oysters, on which were sprinkled minced garlic and vermicelli.

“These…”

Yi Chen took out the tableware and chopsticks. “Doesn’t everyone eat seafood in Manyang?”

He looked at the bottom of the bag for the condiment sachets. “Chili.”

Yu Yan nodded, and then asked, “But didn’t we agree that I would buy dinner?”

“It was on the way home; there’s a pretty good seafood restaurant next to the company.”

Since he had already bought the food and even brought it back home, Yu Yan could only say, “Tomorrow, I’m buying.”

Fearing that the other side would take the lead again, he added, “I’ve already picked out which restaurant to order from.”

Yi Chen chuckled and agreed, “Okay.”

Yu Yan washed his hands, put on gloves, de-shelled the lobster skillfully, and picked out a large piece of lobster meat in a few deft moves.

He was about to deliver it to his mouth when he saw the person in front of him sitting in a calm and composed manner as he worked through something difficult— such as picking the meat within the scallops with only his chopsticks. He had been trying to pick out the meat for a long time, and his repeated failure to do so had caused his eyebrows to wrinkle.

Yu Yan said, “There are gloves here…”

Yi Chen shook his head and pursed his lips. “No need.”

Yu Yan watched him repeatedly poke at that piece of meat for a long time, which was a really funny sight. Then, he reached for the scallop and said, “I’ll help you.”

He also put the newly de-shelled lobster meat into Yi Chen’s bowl, saying quietly, “You bought it for me, so I’ll peel it for you… so at the very least it won’t count as me just having a free meal. ”

Yi Chen had originally wanted to refuse, but after hearing these words, he raised his eyebrows a little and picked up the lobster meat that had been placed in his bowl.

The two of them peeled and ate the food in this manner, chatting for a bit in the middle, and it took half an hour to finish dinner.

After dinner, they placed the dishes in the dishwasher. Yi Chen got up and loosened his tie with one hand. “You know where the study is. Come find me if you need anything.”

Yu Yan couldn’t recall the number of times he had seen this same action in the video calls, but it definitely wasn’t as stimulating as it felt after seeing it with his own eyes. He nodded randomly and tied up the garbage bag. “I’ll leave this outside first ba. If I leave it in the room, it will become too smelly.”

Yi Chen noticed that he was only wearing a short T-shirt, and that he seemed to have left his coat in the computer room. He said, “No need, it’s cooling down tonight, and it’s cold outside. If you close the door, you won’t smell it.”

“It’s okay, the garbage can isn’t far away. I saw it today, it’s just a few steps away from the door.” Yu Yan went to the door and picked out a pair of slippers that he knew were for outdoor use. “Can I wear these?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yan felt something heavy fall on his body, and the smell of Gucci cologne immediately filled his nostrils.

He now had an extra suit jacket on his shoulders, and he could also feel the warmth that radiated from the inner layer of the jacket.

Yi Chen said, “Yes. Wear this as well when going out, and then put it on the sofa however you like once you come back.”

“……Okay.”

The temperature outside had dropped, and a cold wind blew into Yu Yan’s face as soon as he opened the door.

But he didn’t feel cold; he was surrounded by a dry warmth all over. He wanted to quickly throw the garbage bag away and go back inside, but he also didn’t want to take off the coat.

It was hard to have his cake and eat it too.

Finally, worried about his livestream, he decided to turn around and hastened back into the house.

After turning the camera on again, he realized that today’s livestream was somewhat different from the past ones. In the past, whenever he came back from dinner, the number of stream followers in the stream would be greatly reduced. After all, not everyone had the patience to watch movies while waiting for him to resume streaming.

Today, the number of viewers hadn’t decreased at all, rather, it had increased by nearly 10,000 more.

[I’m going to take a big test tomorrow. Now, I’ve put my cell phone on top of my test materials, and the test can go to hell.]

[Okay, 40 minutes, Boss 1 is awesome.]

What 40 minutes? And why was that awesome?

Yu Yan was curious but couldn’t ask too many questions about it. All he could do was continue to bury himself in the livestream.

Yi Chen sat in his study and finished reading all the documents he needed to in half an hour.

He then looked in the direction of the computer room and hesitated for a moment before picking out regular clothes and taking a bath. Just when he came out of the bathroom, his cellphone rang. It was actually Mo Nancheng video-calling him.

The other party had never initiated a video-call with him before. Worrying that it was about something urgent, Yi Chen took the call.

A smokey visual appeared on the other side of the screen, and there was a small plate carrying wine and snacks floating on top of the hot spring water.

Mo Nancheng said, “It’s a big loss that you didn’t come with me. This is my newly discovered paradise. It’s getting cooler tonight, but I’m especially comfortable right now!”

Yi Chen didn’t even think before saying, “Hanging up.”

“Hey, wait! Aren’t I here to ask you about something?”

“Talk.”

“Everyone’s been so busy lately, but isn’t tomorrow the weekend? Want to relax a bit?” Mo Nancheng said, “Play mahjong, cultivate everyone’s feelings a bit?”

All business partners had their own hobbies. Therefore, in order to foster and facilitate smooth relations with everyone else, Yi Chen had become proficient in all 18 styles of martial arts, and even though he didn’t like going to bars and pubs, he had still developed a high tolerance for alcohol. Similarly, he didn’t like to gamble, but his ability to play chess and card games was first-class. During New Year celebrations, he often made Mo Nancheng and the others cry bitter tears.

“No,” said Yi Chen.

“Why ah?” As soon as Mo Nancheng finished asking, he remembered a certain someone and said, “It doesn’t matter if you have someone at home, just bring them along ma.”

“No, not interested.”

“Tch, you.” Mo Nancheng continued, “I guess the little anchor will be bored to death by you after this trip to Jincheng.”

Yi Chen halted his action of hanging up the video call.

Mo Nancheng saw him hesitate, and immediately struck while the iron was hot. “He seems fairly young? Think of your Di, and how happy he feels to run around outside every couple of days. Besides, playing mahjong is not a big deal.”

“He’s different from Yi Ran.” He said that, but Yi Chen still paused and then asked, “When?”

Mo Nancheng exclaimed, “Anytime! You decide! It depends on the schedule you and the little anchor have set up.”

At eleven o’clock, when Yu Yan was playing in the semi-final circle, two knocks sounded at the door.

Yi Chen entered with a glass of milk and conveniently placed it beside him.

He stood as he pleased, and thus most of his body appeared in the view of the camera, which caused the barrage to immediately explode. The 1YanTang fangirls, who had been waiting for a long time, all said that this period of waiting had not been in vain.

Yu Yan quickly turned off the barrage assistant using his sharp eyes and nimble fingers, then looked up and asked him, “…are you done with work?”

“En.” Yi Chen looked at the game interface and said, “After this match, end your stream ba.”

Yu Yan thought that he had disturbed him. He was stunned, then nodded and replied, “Okay, I’ll do it as soon as possible.”

After eating chicken in the last round, Yu Yan gloriously ended the stream.

He immediately turned off the computer and got up quickly. “I’m sorry for disturbing you today… I’ll get up earlier tomorrow and see if there’s an empty booth in an Internet cafe.”

Yi Chen pondered for a moment before nodding and saying, “Get ready by eight, and then I’ll pick you up.”

Yu Yan was stunned. “Ah?”

“Do you know how to play Jincheng mahjong?”

Yi Chen had just casually asked this question. After all, whenever PUBG servers were undergoing maintenance, the type of QQ mahjong that Yu Yan usually played instead was Jincheng mahjong.

Yu Yan nodded blankly. “Yes.”

“It’s the weekend tomorrow; if you start livestreaming two hours earlier, you could then accompany me in playing mahjong in the evening?” Yi Chen said, “I’m not very good at it, I always lose.”

Yu Yan hurriedly disclosed, “In fact, I also can’t play it well…”

“Still better than me.” Yi Chen handed him the glass of milk. It felt as if it had been heated, and the glass was still a bit warm because of the heated milk. “I’ll take you back after you finish drinking this.”

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Back at the hotel, Yu Yan posted a message about the temporary change in livestream times on Weibo to inform his fans.

“Ugh.” Lu Xiuhe was lying on the sofa, holding his cell phone, and had just scrolled to Yu Yan’s post. “You’re coming back early tomorrow night? Then let’s go and take a stroll through the night market ba.”

“Not coming back early, I have something to do in the evening.” Yu Yan looked at him strangely from the side. “You still haven’t met your girlfriend yet? Does she still not have time?”

“Not only is there no time…” Lu Xiuhe wanted to cry but couldn’t squeeze out any tears. “I don’t know what happened, but I provoked her and made her angry. I’ve been coaxing her all day, but I still haven’t succeeded.”

Yu Yan said, “Then you reflect on yourself a bit ba.”

“?” Lu Xiuhe said, “Why don’t you even pity me a bit? I really don’t know what I did wrong, I didn’t do anything ah! Then how about you teach me what I should do now…”

“Red Dragon.” A cold female voice sounded out from Yu Yan’s cellphone.

Lu Xiuhe looked at the person beside him, who was thoroughly engrossed in his phone, with tears in his eyes. “I’m so miserable, how can you still be in the mood to play QQ mahjong?”

“Practicing,” Yu Yan said ambiguously, “You go on… I’m listening.”

Lu Xiuhe: “…”

Yu Yan started streaming early the next day. At nine o’clock in the evening, he casually stated that he was ending the stream.

After playing the last match, he quickly shut down the livestreaming studio software, even though his stream followers’ were in the middle of questioning and mocking him.

When the screen went dark, he picked up his cellphone and was wondering about whether he should send a message to Yi Chen. Unexpectedly, just as he unlocked it, his cellphone vibrated.

1: Done with your stream?

Yu Yan: En… Just ended it.

1: Wait for me in the living room.

He had been sitting in the living room for a few minutes before the bedroom door opened.

Through the door, Yu Yan caught a glimpse of a big bed with very ascetic grey sheets.

Yi Chen had changed into casual clothes, which made him seem less serious than his usual appearance, more careless and casual.

He noticed the person sitting very rigidly on the sofa, as he fiddled with something on his phone.

“You wait first.” Tossing this sentence behind, Yi Chen went to the kitchen.

When he came back, he had a glass of milk in his hand. He handed it to Yu Yan and said, “We’ll leave after you drink this.”

Yu Yan took it with a puzzled expression. “This… is a habit of yours?”

“Drink to grow taller.”

“……” Yu Yan took a sip and said, “I’ve already passed the age of growing taller.”

Yi Chen’s reply was concise and comprehensive. “Can still grow.”

The two of them went out of the door. Yu Yan looked at the empty yard, then looked all around the house, but still couldn’t catch sight of the familiar Maybach.

“Here.” Yi Chen took a turn.

They went downstairs to the garage.

Yu Yan was nearly blinded by the luxury cars lined up in front of him. Commercial vehicles, convertibles, and even electric cars—they were all there, and just by looking at the various different types of cars, you could tell that all of it was worth a lot.

He knew that Yi Chen was rich, but he hadn’t expected… him to actually be rich to this extent.

“Do you have a driver’s license?”

Yu Yan shook his head. “…No.”

“If you have the opportunity, go learn ba. It’s convenient.”

There were several phone calls made to Yi Chen as they were on their way there, and all of them were from Mo Nancheng.

Yi Chen remained expressionless as he hung up another one.

“This group is a bit noisy. If they bother you later, just ignore them.”

Yu Yan nodded. “I don’t mind, I’m not afraid of noise.”

They arrived at an exclusive club, and as soon as the staff saw them, they immediately came forward and took their coats. The manager personally escorted them to the private room.

As soon as the door opened, they saw Yi Ran, who was seated at the mahjong table and seemed to be exchanging chips with the waiter nearby.

As soon as the man seated next to Yi Ran saw them, he took the lead in getting up and smiled especially warmly and kindly. “Xiao Yan, you’re finally here.”

Yu Yan made sure that he didn’t know the man before nodding and saying, “…Hello?”

“Meeting you for the first time, and my name is Mo Nancheng.” Mo Nancheng came up to shake his hand.

Yi Chen stepped in front of him to block his action. “Came to play mahjong, not to make connections.”

“Fine.” Mo Nancheng said, “I have exchanged all the chips for you. Here… Which one of you two will be playing?”

“Him,” replied Yi Chen.

The four people required for the game seated themselves. They were Yu Yan, Yi Ran, Mo Nancheng, and another friend they usually played with.

“Xiao Yan, can you play Jincheng mahjong? Or shall I teach you?” Yi Ran asked.

Yu Yan replied, “I can play it a little.”

“It’s just you have to have a set of 2’s, or 5’s, or 8’s…”

Yi Ran had only uttered a single sentence when he heard a “bang“.

His cousin had moved a stool to sit between him and Xiao Yan. His eyes were cold as he gave him a slight look. “Does he need you to teach him?”

Yi Ran: “…”

No one at the table had thought that Yi Chen would sit and watch. After all, he was often impatient in casual meetings with them, and it was hard enough to invite him to play mahjong at ordinary times, let alone for a game where he would watch from the side.

Yu Yan looked at the chips in the drawer and whispered to the person next to him, “These chips, how much is each of them worth?”

“Not much,” said Yi Chen.

Mo Nancheng nodded repeatedly. “Small bets make you happy, big bets harm the body. One chip is worth XX yuan, you can play with ease.”

“……”

Listening to the numbers that the other side had just blurted out, Yu Yan felt as if he was sitting on needles as he became completely nervous.

Yi Chen had seen him play QQ mahjong before, it was very… It was very hard to forget his playing style.

So when he held back some less valuable tiles for the third time, Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, “Don’t you just gather high-scoring hands and not bother with common hands? You can beat them with just two more. Why do you not dare to do so now?”

Yu Yan: “…”

Because back then, he had been using game currency ah! The system sent him 9000 in game currency every day, and there were also additional bonuses to be collected during New Year’s and other holidays, so even if he played until he was losing money in the same way a heavenly maiden scatters blossoms everywhere, he wouldn’t feel bad about it at all!

“Four hands, and Xiao Yan has won three of them, and you’re still not satisfied?!” exclaimed Mo Nancheng.

Yi Chen completely ignored him. Yu Yan managed to grab a good tile at this time, which allowed him to make a common hand, and he was now ready to play all the big tiles that could be played that he had been holding onto for several hands already.

At this time, the person beside him suddenly got up and leaned over.

Yu Yan felt a cool breeze pass by his ear.

He didn’t even have the chance to react when the tile in his hand was taken away by the person next to him, after which he took out another chip from his pile and threw it out to up the stakes.

Yu Yan’s whole body had stiffened, and he dared not move.

In this position, the two of them were very close, and the distance between them was not much at all. Yi Chen’s face was close to his face; so close that he could even hear his breathing, and his shoulder was nearly touching Yi Chen’s chest.

“Don’t be afraid.” Yi Chen’s low-pitched voice hit him hard as it entered his eardrums and made him dizzy. “Pretend that these chips are game currency, and play however you like. Get them to obediently hand over your first-meeting gift.”

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Juurensha: Omggg, how much more obvious can you get, Yi Chen? Also hahaha, Yi Chen buying all this seafood for Yanyan but not knowing how to actually eat it. Very cute dinner with Yanyan helping out (although guys, why are you using gloves??? Just use bare hands and then wash with lemon juice afterwards).

xiin: poking at a scallop with chopsticks… haha cute.

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