Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 190

Sweetheart was live–streaming, a small–time streamer who had arrived earlier at the Greenmeadow gathering piped up, “How come Learner’s not here yet?”

Logan, having made a pretty penny from his streams, flaunted a brand new Omega watch on his wrist for the occasion, a piece rumored to be worth a small fortune.

He casually ran his watch–adorned hand through his hair and said, “Learner’s a student, doesn’t get off till six, so she’ll be a bit late. If you guys are hungry, start on the appetizers. I’ve asked the staff to serve the main course later.”

The other streamer chuckled, “Jungler, you actually believe she’s a student?”

Logan just smiled and didn’t respond. He didn’t quite buy it himself.

A student available every night from nine to eleven for gaming? They always used voice chat for better coordination, and sometimes he could overhear Learner’s mom bringing her a drink and chatting with her. What kind of parent would let their kid game like that without intervening?

But of course, he kept these thoughts to himself.

Sweetheart, picking up on the banter, laughed, “C’mon, she’s just an eighteen–year–old girl, forever young!”

The chat burst into laughter, getting the joke. In the gaming world, didn’t every female streamer– claim to be eternally eighteen? No one wanted to reveal their real age.

Then a more level–headed streamer chimed in, “I’ve watched Learner duo with you on your alt account. You can’t tell much at lower ranks, but in the higher tiers, she clearly knows her stuff.”

Most of the streamers there were guys, and talk of gaming skill piqued their interest. Nods all around when one said, “Yeah, watching you two duo, it felt like you could take on a hundred stars! Her mechanics and game sense are solid. It’s impressive for a girl!”

Hearing this, Logan felt an odd stirring within him.

just clicked. They had this synergy–he wouldn’t even have to say anything, and she’d know what to do; sometimes she’d anticipate moves he

more lively, and his viewer count skyrocketed during those sessions. Their viewers loved

after a month of gaming together, Logan found he’d developed a soft spot for her,

was frustrating: he’d asked for her picture several times, and

incident when she let a “friend” play on her account, a guy claiming to

next time they played, he teamed up with Sweetheart and ignored Learner, who seemed distracted and soon bailed out of

thought she was

playing hard to get. But her refusal to share a photo suggested she wasn’t confident

he was smitten. Despite her tantrums over the smallest

irritations, Logan focused back on

was prodding, “Jungler,

text. The reply was swift,

up and announced,

to talk things out, no fighting, no drama. And folks, no personal attacks on Learner

chat agreed with praises of her

–“Sweetheart’s the best!”

and brains,

–“Sweetheart’s the real deal!”

“Hey, I’m a top–tier streamer. Even if I can’t game in the future, you’ll still come to hear

did, the room’s door swung open, a polite hotel staff member announcing, “Room 308, right

in unison, and the first thing to stride into the room was

lean legs.