The streamer is incredibly popular, and the top spender on her is vying to pamper her.

Chapter 149 Ye Zi's Identity

Looking into Jiang Zhouzhou's guilty eyes, Ji Yu'an's thin lips moved, and he was about to speak...

Jiang Zhouzhou's eyes suddenly lit up, her voice tinged with a hint of excitement: "I remember who you are!"

Ji Yu'an's heart raced slightly as he murmured, "Do you remember now...?"

Jiang Zhouzhou nodded emphatically: "Yes, I've seen news about you online before."

She searched for information about him on her phone. He was a once-popular piano prodigy, and also of mixed Eastern and German descent. His outstanding looks and talent had attracted countless fans.

However, for some unknown reason, he deleted all his social media accounts, claiming that he was sick and needed to rest for a period of time, and then he disappeared from the public eye.

Like a brilliant star, it suddenly disappeared.

Although she didn't know why he had her contact information on WeChat, her heart pounded wildly after learning Ye Zi's identity.

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep my mouth shut."

She pressed her finger against her lips and pulled it back slightly, making a secret gesture.

Ji Yu'an couldn't help but laugh and asked, "What's there to keep secret?"

Jiang Zhouzhou's ears turned red, and she whispered, "Keep it a secret that you tipped the female streamer."

A genius pianist who disappeared from the public eye was secretly spending a fortune on a female news anchor.

If others find out... she'll be dragged into trouble again.

Ji Yu'an's smile faded slightly: "If Gu Nanfeng can tip female streamers, why can't I?"

There seemed to be a hint of jealousy in his tone.

Hearing him mention Gu Nanfeng, Jiang Zhouzhou was surprised: "You...know each other?"

Ji Yu'an gave a soft "hmm," and said, "The two families have some connections."

He didn't know that "Nanfeng" was Gu Nanfeng until he entered that breeding group, where not only Gu Nanfeng was there, but also the young master of the Sheng family... and the crown prince of the Zhou family...

To be honest, the social circles in Haishi are really small. If the list of that breeding group were to be leaked, it would probably cause a sensation in both circles.

But the innocent little girl in front of me knew nothing about it.

Jiang Zhouzhou asked with concern, "Are you feeling better now?"

The media claimed that he retired from the entertainment industry because of illness, which explains why he looked so pale.

Jiang Zhouzhou felt it was offensive to ask him directly "What illness do you have?", so she could only ask him if he was feeling better.

Seeing her sudden concern for him, Ji Yu'an smiled and said, "I'm all better now. I'll be going back to Haishi in a while. Can I... meet up with you then?"

His stern face was filled with anticipation, and a hint of warmth softened in his deep eyes.

Jiang Zhouzhou paused for a moment, then tilted her head and smiled, "Of course! I'll treat you to a meal, after all, I owe Ye Zi a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."

She was referring to a funny incident that happened during her live stream, where a group of people were eagerly begging her to feed them.

The momentary awkwardness between the two vanished with a simple "Baby Yezi".

Ji Yu'an also smiled and said, "Okay."

He'll be back soon, and he just hopes there'll still be a place for him by her side...

Ji Yu'an adjusted the angle of his phone, ready to play another calming and sleep-inducing tune for Jiang Zhouzhou tonight.

He originally hated the piano, but that encounter changed everything...

Jiang Zhouzhou lay on the bed with her headphones on, listening intently to the music played by Ji Yu'an.

She recognized the music; it was called "Rain's Imprint." The melody was inexplicably sad yet full of healing at first listen.

Jiang Zhouzhou's gaze fell on Ji Yu'an's hands. Before, she only thought his hands were beautiful, but upon closer inspection... one of his hands seemed to lack dexterity.

What illness did he have that was so severe that he disappeared from everyone's sight...?

Before she knew it, Jiang Zhouzhou had fallen asleep again.

Ji Yu quietly looked at her sleeping profile, wanting to hang up the video call like last time, but she couldn't bear to.

His fingers traced the screen, eventually landing on her eyebrows and eyes.

Meeting her was a very unexpected thing.

That year, winter came early to Haishi, and a snowfall covered the entire city.

The winter wind was icy cold. He walked down the deserted street and saw a hopping figure ahead of him.

She seemed very happy, carrying a beautiful little cake in her hand and humming "Happy Birthday," her joy infectious.

But her joy turned to sorrow when her foot suddenly slipped, and she landed hard on her bottom, dropping the small cake in her hand.

He originally wanted to reach out and help her.

But she stood up, brushed the snow off herself, and walked over to the smashed little cake.

He squatted down, took out colorful candles from the bag and stuck them on the cake, then took out a lighter from his pocket.

A soft "click" sounded in the cold air as a lighter lit the candle, its orange glow illuminating her features under the dim streetlights.

Fine snowflakes landed on her eyelashes, her eyes sparkled, and a happy smile played on her lips.

Then he closed his eyes and made a sincere wish.

As she opened her eyes and was about to blow out the candles, he couldn't help but ask, "What did you wish for?"

She trembled like a startled rabbit and almost fell to the ground again.

But she still answered honestly, "I want to win ten thousand yuan in the lottery."

A simple and unadorned wish, so simple that one doesn't even dare to make a wish boldly.

Ji Yu'an smiled and said, "That's too little. You need to win at least 500 million."

The girl looked up at him, her nose and face flushed. She whispered, "That's too greedy."

She paused, then said softly, "Do you want to make a wish? I can share one with you."

Seemingly afraid he might overthink things, she quickly explained, "You seem to be in a bad mood. Maybe your wish will come true and you'll feel better."

Ji Yu'an was slightly taken aback, not expecting that his emotions would be noticed by a strange girl.

He didn't refuse. He knelt down in front of her, looking at the cake covered with a layer of snow, and the candlelight flickering precariously in the cold wind...

Make a wish!

Close your eyes, then open them again.

Her dark, bright eyes looked at him curiously, and she asked, "What did you wish for?"

Ji Yu'an replied, "I am in good health."

Her smiling face loomed large before him, the candlelight dancing in her eyes. "My third wish is for you to live to be a hundred years old."

She blew out the candle, scooped a little cake with her fingertip and put it in her mouth. The cake seemed too cold, and she frowned deeply.

"It's no longer edible!"

He sounded dejected as he began to clean up the mess on the floor.

I cleaned up the cake on the snow, not wanting to cause any trouble for the cleaners.

Ji Yu'an helped her tidy up. Seeing a Western restaurant by the street, he thought of something, grabbed her wrist, and walked into the restaurant.

After speaking with the restaurant manager, he walked to the piano in the middle of the restaurant and played "Happy Birthday" for her.

The girl, who was originally reserved and flustered, brightened up after hearing the piano music.

When they parted, Ji Yu'an asked for her contact information. After she was out of sight, he transferred 10,000 yuan to her with the note "Happy Birthday".

She didn't claim it, but simply replied: Thank you!

That was their only interaction. Perhaps it was just an insignificant encounter for her, but for Ji Yu'an... he would never forget that winter, that heavy snow...

Goodnight, Zhouzhou.