Chapter 8: The Purple Epic!

After nearly four hours of driving, Fang Lian finally arrived at the destination designated by Yan Xuan.

“An internet café?”

Staring at the huge sign before her, Fang Lian’s lips twitched slightly.

A lonely man and woman drove four hours, covering over 300 kilometers, just to find an internet café to go online?

Yan Xuan unfastened his seatbelt and instructed, “It’s already midnight. Little Lian, go find a nearby hotel to rest. Don’t worry about me.”

He got out and walked into the internet café, leaving Fang Lian alone in the car, feeling gloomy.

So it turned out her godfather only needed a driver, but why did he drive so far?

Unable to figure it out, Fang Lian shook her head and decided not to think too much.

Since her godfather wanted her as a driver, she might as well do her job well. Knowing too much might only bring her trouble.

Fang Lian drove away, while Yan Xuan completed the registration at the front desk. After scanning the surroundings, he found his target in a two-person private room.

He opened the Cyber Girlfriend app, and a set of information popped up.

【Name: Mi Xiaoyue】

【Quality: Purple Epic! (Wow, Epic! Congratulations on obtaining a cyber girlfriend of epic quality with only a 5% probability. Keep it up, next time maybe orange!)】

【Affection Level: 0 (Perhaps she will bring new surprises. Please proceed with the pursuit quickly.)】

【Age: 18 (All subjects are adults, rest assured.)】

【Body Measurements: Height 152 cm, Weight 85 kg, Dimensions 75-53-80 (Small, soft, cuddly… ahem, in short, small and cute!)】

【Relationships: None currently.】

【Background: At age one, Mi Xiaoyue was abducted by traffickers to a remote county and later purchased by a couple unable to conceive. At three, her adoptive parents regained fertility and had a daughter. From then on, Mi Xiaoyue was resented and neglected, forced to shoulder heavy chores and farm work, often suffering harsh beatings. These experiences deeply scarred her young heart, forcing her to learn endurance and strength. Emotionally, she became isolated and distrustful, yet deep inside she still yearned for a home.

Currently, Mi Xiaoyue attends the county’s vocational technical high school but often skips school to stay in the internet café where she earns living expenses by game boosting.】

A day earlier, Yan Xuan had drawn a new cyber girlfriend—Mi Xiaoyue as shown in the data.

Unlike Fang Lian, Mi Xiaoyue’s profile explicitly stated her location, as if deliberately guiding Yan Xuan here.

What concerned Yan Xuan more was Mi Xiaoyue’s quality—Purple Epic.

Though he didn’t know how the app judged quality, he was sure the main factor wasn’t just appearance. Otherwise, with Fang Lian’s looks and figure, she would surely be an Orange Legend.

In both cyberspace and reality, Yan Xuan had never seen a girl more outstanding than Fang Lian.

Therefore, Yan Xuan intended to see for himself what made a purple epic cyber girlfriend different.

Pushing open the door to the private room, Yan Xuan began to scrutinize Mi Xiaoyue.

Petite, she wore a high school uniform, her face hidden beneath a hooded jacket. She sat crouched in a gaming chair, upper body slightly hunched, headphones on, eyes fixed intently on the screen. Around her keyboard and mouse lay empty Red Bull cans—Yan Xuan counted seven or eight.

He sat beside her, and before he could boot up, Mi Xiaoyue tensed like a rabbit defending its territory.

“Uh… this… this computer…” Her voice was soft and sweet, almost tickling Yan Xuan’s ears.

“Is someone here?”

“N-no, you can sit.”

Mi Xiaoyue wanted to find an excuse to send him away but seeing Yan Xuan’s imposing figure, she felt intimidated. She knew the internet café was a mixed crowd and didn’t want to get beaten up for no reason.

She moved the mouse and keyboard away, shifting her chair back to keep some distance.

Used to solitude, any contact with strangers made her uneasy. Today was just unlucky; her usual single room was taken, leaving her in this awkward situation.

After booting up, Yan Xuan didn’t play but instead started a movie and leaned back, occasionally glancing at Mi Xiaoyue’s screen.

She was playing a game of League of Legends as Kayn, with a 15-minute record of 16 kills, 1 death, and 9 assists—likely a boosting order.

During a dragon team fight, their team, initially in a strong position, suddenly suffered a wipeout, and the top laner Jayce typed out a complaint.

Jayce: Jungle difference!

Kayn: …

Jayce: I carried, come or not, if you die just AFK.

Kayn: Sorry, my bad, let’s play well, we can win.

For boosters, time is money; arguing or losing only slows earnings.

Five minutes later, Mi Xiaoyue scored a pentakill, and their team began pushing the base. Jayce typed again.

Jayce: Stupid jungler, only knows to gank bot.

Mi Xiaoyue ignored him at first, but when Jayce escalated with insults flooding the chat, she couldn’t hold back and retaliated as the base exploded.

Kayn: Top laner, you really are a…

Kayn: Big!

Kayn: Dummy!

Kayn: Idiot!

Yan Xuan choked on his drink, coughing for a while before recovering.

Big dummy?

Did this girl have a limited vocabulary?

Wasn’t that a bit too harmless?

Yan Xuan imagined Mi Xiaoyue pronouncing “big dummy” in her soft, sweet voice—it was actually quite adorable.

His coughing caught Mi Xiaoyue’s attention. She pulled off her hood and glanced sideways, briefly meeting Yan Xuan’s gaze.

Though small and fragile, Mi Xiaoyue’s features were delicate and pleasing, especially her large, bright apricot-colored eyes, moist and tender, evoking sympathy.

However, her long black hair was tangled like a bird’s nest, with thick dark circles beneath her big almond eyes. Without close observation, no one would associate her with beauty.

After the brief eye contact, Mi Xiaoyue quickly put her hood back on, shrinking into herself like a frightened rabbit.

She took out her phone, snapped a picture of her green stats on the screen, and sent it to her account owner, soon receiving a 100-yuan red envelope.

“Hehehe…”

Making money brought a few cute, bashful laughs from Mi Xiaoyue, who then ordered another Red Bull under the table.

Suddenly, Yan Xuan spoke, “Miss, do you take boosting orders?”

“Ah!” Startled by the sudden question, Mi Xiaoyue stammered, “I-I…I don’t…”

Yan Xuan offered, “Take me up the ranks all night, 100 yuan an hour!”

“100 an hour!?”

Mi Xiaoyue blinked her big almond eyes, thinking silently.

100 yuan an hour, five hours a night—that’s enough for a week’s worth of orders!

This guy doesn’t look like a bad person; it should be fine…