Chapter 99: My Wife Can't Possibly Be This Adorable

The match was over!

Yang Hao, Yao Cheng, Zhang Tian, and Zhu Ziyuan, having taken off their headsets, exchanged glances and each showed a smile. The experience of fighting side by side had undoubtedly rekindled a familiar feeling within them.

After graduating from university, they had all gone their separate ways—some returned home, some pursued doctoral studies, others started careers or launched businesses. Though only Yang Hao was not based in Tianhai City, Zhang Tian, Zhu Ziyuan, and Yao Cheng also found themselves increasingly busy. Except for Yao Cheng, who had a lighter schedule, Zhu Ziyuan was deep in his doctoral research, and Zhang Tian was consumed by his startup, leaving little time for gatherings.

Of course, compared to Yang Hao who was far away in Yanjing, they at least had more chances to meet occasionally. Yang Hao had been in Tianhai City for nearly a week now. He had been in contact with them before, but today marked the first time the four of them formally reunited.

After a long time apart, no words were necessary between them. What needed to be understood was clear without speaking; what could not be understood would remain so no matter how much was said. Some friendships, despite long separations, felt as if no time had passed at all. Others, even meeting daily, never truly connected.

The emotions between close friends were often ineffable and required no elaboration.

Each of the four came from different places, but over four years, their bond had grown beyond ordinary friendship—it was more like brotherhood. Some relationships were simply extraordinary.

Elsewhere, just a short distance away from Yang Hao and his group, Zhou Chen and Shen Muyan locked eyes, sparks flickering faintly between them. Shen Muyan’s expression darkened as he withdrew his gaze.

In the recently concluded match, within the final circle, besides Yang Hao and his three friends, only Zhou Chen and Shen Muyan remained. Shen Muyan had aimed to target Yang Hao’s group as they moved into the circle, but unexpectedly, Zhou Chen went after him instead. To Shen Muyan’s dismay, he lost their duel.

He believed Zhou Chen’s skill was far inferior to his own. In previous encounters, Shen Muyan had won more often than he lost. Yet today, he had been defeated. At the crucial moment, Zhou Chen had turned his gun on him—something Shen Muyan had never anticipated.

He had assumed that while Yang Hao and the others were still at full strength, Zhou Chen would ally with him first to eliminate the strongest group, then face off in a one-on-one battle. Only by doing so could they hope to claim victory. Otherwise, Yang Hao’s team was destined to win.

If Zhou Chen knew Shen Muyan’s thoughts, he would surely mock his ignorance. Teaming up against Yang Hao’s group? What a joke.

Shen Muyan was unaware of Yang Hao’s true strength, but Zhou Chen knew all too well. Even with more numbers on their side, they might not be a match for Yang Hao’s team. Zhou Chen was one of the few who had witnessed the full extent of their power.

He naturally chose the softer target.

Besides, Shen Muyan was an enemy, not a friend. Zhou Chen never forgot that Shen Muyan was there to disrupt the match.

The competition was over, yet no team had left the venue; they awaited the final rankings. Everyone knew first place was secured by Yang Hao’s team, but many still anticipated who would claim second and third.

The rewards extended beyond the top three places—all teams finishing in the top ten would receive points as well.

The host appeared to deliver a speech. At that moment, Yang Hao overheard some quiet chatter from the staff behind him, and his expression turned surprised.

“Is it true?”

“The goddess really came just now?”

“Why would they lie? Over a million people watched our live broadcast; this is the first time.”

“By the way, who’s ‘Brother Huyou’? Have you heard of him before?”

“Not sure, but Lin Ziqin! Lin Ziqin actually watched our school’s match live!”

“That alone gives us bragging rights for a whole year.”

Though the voices were low, the mention of several key names caught Yang Hao’s full attention.

Brother Huyou?

Lin Ziqin?

Lin Ziqin watched his match?

Yang Hao was stunned.

He recalled that the finals were indeed broadcast live online that evening. But how had Lin Ziqin found out? He hadn’t told her anything.

He was puzzled.

What he didn’t know was that Lin Ziqin, who wasn’t present that night, felt a strange emptiness watching the broadcast. Perhaps accustomed to Yang Hao’s presence, she found it unsettling that he wasn’t there.

Usually indifferent to live chat comments, she kept glancing at the stream that night, noticing his absence. Only then did she remember Yang Hao wouldn’t appear.

Yet when fans began sharing information about Yang Hao and rallied to cheer for him, Lin Ziqin suddenly felt a compelling urge and, almost on impulse, clicked into Yang Hao’s match broadcast.

And so, what had happened earlier unfolded.

Yang Hao’s feelings were difficult to describe.

He pulled out his phone, opened the Tomato TV app, and found Lin Ziqin’s live stream. But before clicking in, he was surprised—she had already ended her broadcast.

At that time, she should still have been live.

Curious, Yang Hao entered the stream where many viewers remained. As the top fan of this channel and a VIP user of Tomato TV, his arrival triggered a dazzling special effect.

Instantly, others noticed.

“Wow, Brother Huyou is here!”

“Brother Huyou, the goddess just came to watch your match!”

“Hehe, we went too. Brother Huyou did great!”

“Amazing! We all cheered for you. Aren’t you going to say something?”

“Tonight’s been fun.”

Seeing these messages, Yang Hao confirmed what he’d heard earlier: Lin Ziqin had truly watched his match.

His heart swelled with joy.

After greeting the viewers, he left the stream.

“Did you watch my match?” Yang Hao sent Lin Ziqin a message after exiting the app.

At the same time, Lin Ziqin, who had just ended her broadcast, saw the message and her expression faltered.

“Yeah!”

After a moment’s hesitation, she replied with a single word.

“Not bad.”

Feeling that wasn’t enough, she sent a few more words.

Then, she opened a rarely used collection of emojis and picked one representing a smile to send him.

Putting away her phone, Lin Ziqin looked slightly shy.

Meanwhile, Yang Hao smiled upon reading her reply. Being praised by her was rare.

His mood brightened.

But the next message stunned him.

The emoji she sent—a cute, beaming smile—

No…

No way…

My wife can’t be this adorable!