"Oh, Alex's boss is here. D*mn, she's rich."

"Isn't that Xyla Quest? She can do anything she wants with her money."

"Who else could it be if not Xyla?"

"D*mn! Indeed, it is you, Xyla."

Alex smiled sheepishly when he saw her gifts on his channel. "Thank you, Boss, but you've spent too much. You don't have to give me gifts."

"Don't worry about it," Xyla Quest immediately replied below.

"Would you like to play another round? I'll still play Support for you. What do you say?" he asked.

"No. The others are doing livestreams, too. I'll go and offer them gifts as well."

"Okay, sure," he replied.

Right then, somebody by the name of Turner sent him a message in the game. "I'm lacking a Support. Would you like to join me?"

"No, thanks," Alex answered without any hesitation.

"Why? Aren't you great as a Support?" Turner wondered.

"I don't like playing Support."

Witnessing their exchange, Xyla didn't feel anything in particular and left the channel to offer gifts to other team members.

to prepare for the spring tournament, so she

for her team members to give her

couldn't

a double standard. Isn't Turner a huge internet celebrity on a livestream

would only do it for Xyla, right? I can't believe you even rejected Turner." "Say, do you have a crush on Xyla? Why do I

seeing how people have double

sweet? There must be

of Xyla. She's the only woman who could make Alex

the messages. "Stop making things up. How could I possibly have

sent him another message.

it, Alex directly started

***

sent each of

to stop screaming and clapping, causing their livestream

around for long and left

her task.

was rich

generosity to her

off her laptop,

into Weibo,

for a

retiring

night.

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