Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

”I think this is just a trick, using novels to attract followers and then live streaming to sell products. Just wait and see.”

Another viewer commented.

Ye Chen didn’t bother with these people; he has always been too lazy to deal with those looking for trouble.

Those who wanted to watch some drama waited for over half an hour, but Ye Chen kept reading the novel, showing no intention of selling anything.

”Told you, this handsome guy isn’t here to sell anything, see, he’s still talking.”

At this point, one viewer commented.

The curious spectators were puzzled by Ye Chen’s behavior.

They didn’t expect this handsome guy to literally just read a novel—nothing like what they had imagined.

”How can this be? This isn’t logical. This streamer isn’t selling anything? That’s rare!”

The viewer who just commented felt slapped in the face.

Due to Ye Chen’s attractiveness and his unconventional approach, the number of viewers quickly grew from dozens to hundreds.

At a crucial moment in the story, Ye Chen suddenly stopped, waved to the screen with a smile, and said, ”Okay everyone, that’s it for today. See you tomorrow.”

”No, handsome guy, I’m at the best part! What happens next? Hurry up and tell us!”

”Yeah, it’s my first time hearing a tomb raiding novel like this. It’s so interesting, thrilling, and exciting!”

”Handsome guy, did you write this novel yourself?”

Comments like these filled the screen, but Ye Chen didn’t answer. Instead, he laughed and said, ”Guess! Alright, it’s getting late; I really have to sign off.”

Right after saying this, Ye Chen exited the live stream before viewers could comment further.

If it were someone else, they would surely address the viewers’ questions or continue at their request. However, Ye Chen did the opposite.

He wanted to leave the viewers hanging, keeping their curiosity piqued, so they’d continue returning to his stream.

Probably only Ye Chen on the entire platform dared to do this, as it could risk losing followers.

But Ye Chen wasn’t worried. He was quite sleepy; as soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell asleep.

He slept until morning and only woke up with the sound of his phone alarm.

As soon as Ye Chen got up, he called Su Wanyi, and very quickly, the call connected.

”What is it?” Su Wanyi asked.

Ye Chen knew Su Wanyi was surely still mad because of yesterday.

”Honey, I miss you. I’m coming to pick you up,” Ye Chen said with a smile.

”Really? But I’m very busy and don’t have time to host you,” Su Wanyi replied coldly, giving a chilling feeling.

Ye Chen knew Su Wanyi was truly angry this time, but yesterday’s situation was beyond his control.

He was just worried about Su Wanyi overthinking.

”Oh.” Ye Chen said softly.

Then the call ended without him calling back, as he understood Su Wanyi’s temperament very well.

He knew Su Wanyi was surely at home, so Ye Chen got ready, then drove to Su Wanyi’s house after making breakfast.

Arriving at Su Wanyi’s place, Ye Chen knocked on the door, and he heard Su Wanyi from inside.

”Who’s there?”

”Delivery guy, bringing a breakfast full of love,” Ye Chen joked.

Su Wanyi thought she hadn’t ordered breakfast, so why would a delivery guy be here?

Recalling a news report about criminals posing as delivery guys to break into homes.

Thinking of this, Su Wanyi’s heart raced.

She lived in a standalone villa with few people around; if it were truly a criminal, even if she didn’t open the door, they’d find a way in.

Terrified, tears welled up in Su Wanyi’s eyes—it wasn’t her time to perish.

Facing such a situation, calling the police would have been wise, but instead, Su Wanyi thought of Ye Chen.

Though she knew the saying ’a distant water won’t quench a nearby fire,’ she still wanted to call Ye Chen.

She even regretted arguing with Ye Chen yesterday and hanging up without much conversation.

While Ye Chen continued to knock, his phone suddenly rang.

Seeing it was Su Wanyi calling, Ye Chen, though puzzled, answered.

”Honey, I’m sorry; I was petty yesterday. Please don’t be mad at me,” Su Wanyi sobbed.

Ye Chen couldn’t fathom why Su Wanyi was crying or suddenly apologizing.

”Honey, I’m not mad. Why are you crying...” Ye Chen asked urgently.

But before he could finish, Su Wanyi continued, ”Honey, don’t talk, just listen. It’s because I love you that I acted like that. If I’m not by your side in the future, I hope you won’t forget me. I don’t mind if other women replace me; I just hope you’ll keep a little space for me in your heart.”

Hearing Su Wanyi speak like this, Ye Chen was even more confused, thinking what kind of stimulation she got to speak such nonsensical words—was it really just because he didn’t chat with her yesterday?

”Honey, what’s wrong? Can you open the door so we can talk in person?” Ye Chen suggested.

Upon hearing, Su Wanyi seemed to have realized something, and hurriedly asked, ”Honey, is it really you knocking?”

”Who else would it be if not me?” Ye Chen replied, a bit annoyed.

Su Wanyi hurried to the door, checking through the peephole; she saw Ye Chen standing outside, looking a bit frustrated with things in his hand.

Ye Chen wondered why this girl was speaking nonsensically and keeping him waiting outside.

If Su Wanyi hadn’t called, Ye Chen would have called her himself—not letting him in was one thing, but the breakfast was getting cold.

Seeing Ye Chen at the door, Su Wanyi quickly opened it, and before Ye Chen could step inside, she hugged him tightly.

”Honey, you know, I thought I’d never see you again,” Su Wanyi cried.

Her tears soaked his shirt, forming a large wet patch.

”Silly girl, what happened?” Ye Chen asked, patting Su Wanyi’s back with his free hand.

”I said don’t laugh at me,” Su Wanyi said, standing up and wiping her tears, looking at Ye Chen.

”I promise I won’t laugh,” Ye Chen assured.

Su Wanyi recounted the recent events and her thoughts honestly to Ye Chen.

Having promised her, Ye Chen had to suppress his laughter.