After officially being with Dylan, I resigned from the "Isabella Group." Staying in a company named after me made me feel uneasy.
If I liked him and wanted to be with him, I should do it based on my own abilities. So, I opened a small online store, selling my favorite crystal bracelets. I personally oversaw every step, from sourcing to taking product photos, and each bracelet had to pass my careful selection.
Since I was just starting out, I didn't have many fans, so every night, I would livestream on the platform. "Welcome, ladies and gentleman! If there's anything you like, let me know! I'll show it to you one-on-one."
Fans queued up, waiting for me to introduce products, and I used my years of appraisal experience to sell them.
Of course, sales pitches focused on details like the materials, appearance, color, and texture of different crystals. I refrained from using too much mystical language like attracting admirers or aiding academics; I was afraid of getting the livestream banned for promoting superstitions.
After introducing the sapphire bracelet, while checking the barrage for the next crystal type a message appeared from an ID with a blank profile picture and a name consisting of random characters.
"Could the host please show me one of each type of crystal bracelet present, except for rose quartz and strawberry quartz," it said, followed by quickly grabbing the link I had set as a security measure for 99999 dollars.
The barrage exploded: "Wow, the rich guy is here!" "Here to shop?" "Why not rose quartz and strawberry quartz? Pink ones are so pretty."
The ID with random characters added: "I don't need crystals that attract admirers; I love my girlfriend only." The barrage was bustling, and I didn't realize there were so many people in the livestream, or maybe they were just typing really fast.
"Wow, not only is he rich, but he's also infatuated," one message read.
"infatuated guy, moonstone attracts admirers too, are you buying?" I didn't say anything, silently went backstage to refund the 99999 yuan order, put up a new link, and continued guiding everyone.
For several days in a row, I was annoyed by that ID with random characters. Well, he wasn't a random ID anymore; he changed his name to "Jealous Guy."
Fans preferred to see Jealous Guy's comments over watching my livestream. "Good evening, Jealous Guy, here again to shop for girlfriend."
Jealous Guy still flaunted his wealth. Even if I set the security link to 999999 yuan, he would still buy it. I sarcastically said, "Jealous Guy, is your girlfriend not upset that you're watching my livestream?"
Then silently refunded the order and ended the livestream. Dylan sat behind me, looking at his phone in contemplation. "Are you done? Don't disturb me while I'm doing business!"
I snatched his phone, and on the screen was my homepage. I didn't need to guess; I knew the person in the livestream who was more popular than me was him,the Jealous Guy,but I still asked.
"My wife is doing business, so I'm helping my wife open her shop. Is that wrong?" He hugged my waist, burying his face in my chest, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance, "Is it wrong?" Pretending! Don't be fooled by this man's apparent grievance! It's all an act!
"During my future livestreams, don't bother me," I threatened him, stating that if he didn't agree tonight, he wouldn't be welcome in my bedroom.
After a long time, Dylan didn't enter my livestream room.
Very good, now I can focus on doing business now.
At first, some fans were wondering why the jealous guy didn't join the livestreams anymore. I said maybe he found a new livestream and didn't come to watch anymore.
"I have introduce a lot for you today, darlings. Let me take a sip of water first," I introduced non-stop for half an hour, my voice hoarse and shouting for a break.
The tightly closed door was pushed open, and Dylan sneaked in, quietly walking in and embracing me from behind.
My livestream only shows products, and the audience won't see my face.
"What are you doing? I'm still livestreaming," I whispered.
"Haven't seen you for half an hour.I missed you. Just want to hold you for a while," he whispered back, biting my ear.
During the break, we cuddled quietly for a while.
Until I saw a barrage scroll by: "Why do I hear a man's voice?"
We both held our breath and didn't dare to make any movements.
Suddenly, the barrage turned into detectives:
"Oh! I've felt like I've heard a man's voice before."
"Is the host hiding a man in her room?"
"Drag him out and let everyone see."
Seeing the barrage veering off topic, I quickly picked up a string of beads and put it on my hand, then displayed it in front of the camera: "Ahem, this is a new arrival.Look, it is very translucent..."
Before I could finish speaking, Dylan reached over my hand in front of the camera, put something on my finger, and then held my hand with his ten fingers.
A ring was placed on my ring finger.
Before I could react, the barrage was faster than me.
It skyrocketed instantly.
Only Dylan's voice, deep and teasing, touched my heartstrings.
"I am the jealousy guy."
"Miss Isabella, will you marry me?"
Ah, the night of the proposal, I made a big sale and earned a lot of money.
