"His future wife... that's so romantic... I can hardly imagine anything so incredible and romantic could actually happen in this world."
Xia Mo smacked her lips in wonder and stole a glance at the man beside her.
She gave a faint, wry smile, shook her head, and sighed.
Love really was still a little too far out of reach for her.
Xia Mo reminded her, "Miss Jiang Wen, congratulations, but we still have a livestream to continue... You can take your time chatting with your 'future husband' in private afterward."
"Oh, okay! Sorry, I got too excited! Hehe! I'll disconnect now!"
"Let's welcome today's second lucky winner: He Even Bought a Ladle!"
"??? What is this, a bizarre username contest?"
"It's a big world. Anything's possible. Stay calm!"
"You can tell he's got a story."
"He even used the male pronoun 'he'!"
Amid the livestream viewers' quips, a man with a somewhat alternative look and multicolored dyed hair joined the video call.
A username could be a random sentence someone had copied and pasted, or even a meaningless string of numbers or pinyin typed at random.
Generally, no one paid much attention.
But everything about this man, from his username to his styling, hair, and clothes, displayed his "alternative" side.
Yet he was already well past his teenage years.
There was something a little odd about it.
Xiao Yu frowned almost imperceptibly.
"Yu Zhong, male, twenty-eight. What would you like me to divine?"
Faced with the viewers' teasing remarks, such as "Nearly thirty and still going for that alternative look," a trace of embarrassment and awkwardness appeared on the man's face.
He silently turned off the scrolling comments and maximized the video.
Unable to see the others' chat and teasing, he seemed to feel considerably better.
"Master Xiao, I actually