Evelyn Linton chuckled awkwardly without responding imdiately, her mind quickly analyzing the situation.
Her fans in the live stream already knew she was single, and that she only had Belle as an assistant.
Although she had hired a few workers to help with packing recently, Scott Sutton, with his refined appearance, didn’t seem like soone who moved goods.
Therefore, if such a strange man suddenly appeared, it would be hard for her to explain.
After so analysis, Evelyn Linton smiled cheerfully and replied, "It’s a woman, a friend."
Upon hearing this, Scott Sutton paused his action of closing the door, blocking the doorway and looking at Evelyn with displeasure.
With her back turned to Scott Sutton, Evelyn started chatting with the male strear once Scott had already left.
The male strear even complinted, "My live stream fans are saying that the lady just now had a supermodel vibe, very suitable for being a model."
Awkwardly laughing, Evelyn noticed that her own live stream was filled with fans suggesting Scott Sutton should model clothes for a day.
"...He doesn’t work in this field, he’s just here for a visit. Let’s not talk about him, where were we?"
"Ahem—" Scott Sutton coughed in a deliberate manner, loud enough for not only Evelyn but also the microphone to pick up.
Evelyn hurriedly turned around to glare at Scott, mouthing at him, "Get out!"
Scott looked unhappy, not only did he not leave, he even approached, questioning Evelyn, "Why did you say I’m a woman?"
Evelyn’s mind went blank, she didn’t dare to look at the comnts on the live stream, and the male strear opposite looked awkward, unable to speak for a long ti.
Scott’s tone was gentle and soft, as if he was just having a regular chat with Evelyn, continuing to ask, "Why not tell the truth?"
Evelyn quickly stood up and pushed Scott towards the door, speaking in a low voice, "Can’t you stop causing trouble?! Get out now!"
Following her force, Scott moved to the doorway, but then he placed his hands on the doorfra, glanced towards the computer, bowed his head, and asked Evelyn, "Is that guy your boyfriend? Are you afraid he’ll misunderstand?"
Evelyn looked anxious, "What nonsense are you spouting? Anyway, whether or not he is has nothing to do with you! Stop giving trouble, I was just about to finish the stream!"
Scott blocked the doorway, looking down at the shorter Evelyn, speaking in a slow, reproachful tone, "Changing my gender is an insult."
"You tricked like that at first too, didn’t you? I’m just ssing with you a bit and you’re nitpicking this?"
"When did I ever trick you? I never said I was a woman."
"Okay, okay, I apologize! Just go over there and wait! Everything’s in chaos, it’s driving crazy. Just leave! You’re causing so much trouble!"
Listening to Evelyn’s endless complaints, Scott released his hands with a smile in his eyes and walked out the door, following her push.
Evelyn imdiately closed the door, rushing back to the computer.
Seeing the barrage of comnts scrolling frantically, she blushed like a tomato, unsure of what to say for a long ti.
Back in his room, Scott pulled out his phone, a mischievous smile on his lips, and imdiately opened Evelyn’s live stream.
The comnts were all saying: "Is he a handso guy? Is he Evelyn’s boyfriend?"
The male strear opposite looked slightly embarrassed but maintained a smile, saying, "Evelyn was probably just joking with everyone earlier, trying to make everyone laugh."
Evelyn quickly nodded in agreent with a smile, "Yes, I just wanted to see if you could figure it out yourselves."
The comnts below continued to ask: "Is he Evelyn’s boyfriend?"
For a mont, Evelyn didn’t know how to explain, so she chose to ignore such questions.
She wanted to deny it but felt that denial alone would sound too weak.
A man appeared at night at her place, claiming to be an ordinary friend—people wouldn’t believe her. Even if she were to honestly say they were just roommates, they’d probably think it was a made-up excuse.
The male strear seed unwilling to delve into the topic either, saying, "It’s getting late, Evelyn should be finishing her stream soon; everyone wanted to hear Evelyn sing, so why don’t you all say in the comnts what song you’d like to hear?"
Evelyn most frequently sang children’s songs on her live stream. Despite her limited singing skills, her voice was sweet, making her songs sound soft and adorable.
The most frequent request was "Little Star," which had beco a staple performance in her live stream. Whenever singing was ntioned, fans would ask her to sing it.
Scott lay at the edge of the bed, listening to Evelyn softly sing, "Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are..."
The lody and lyrics were all too familiar, but her rendition was extraordinarily soothing.
It felt like all worries inside could be emptied, allowing one to quietly enjoy the beauty of the mont.
While singing, Evelyn’s live stream was still flooded with comnts about a "boyfriend," leaving her blushing like a tomato throughout.
After singing a few songs, the live stream was filled with magical gift effects, and suddenly all the comnts changed to "Boss is so generous" and "Thank you, boss."
Several crystal scepters were sent in a row; this wasn’t only visible in Evelyn’s live stream but was also displayed at the top of the entire platform.
This made the viewers of Evelyn’s stream skyrocket imdiately.
Evelyn was shocked, covering her mouth and staring blankly at the screen for several seconds before forming a heart shape with her hands, "Oh my! Thank you, Penny, for going all out. Would you like to join a fan group, sis?"
Penny, who had never spoken in the live stream, suddenly popped up with a ssage: I’m a man, don’t call sis.
Seeing this, Evelyn paused, instantly thinking of Scott Sutton, who had just quarreled with her about gender.
Not only her, but the live stream fans also imdiately made the connection, and soone began to say: "Is this a romantic love story? Is Penny the beautiful man from earlier?"
Awkwardly laughing, Evelyn didn’t draw attention to that comnt, rely wanting to end the broadcast quickly: "It’s late, thank you King for connecting with , and thanks to everyone for your support. I’m preparing to end the stream now, goodnight everyone."
Smiling sweetly at the cara, Evelyn waved and closed the live stream. Her expression changed imdiately after dropping the mouse, and she raced into Scott Sutton’s room.
Scott was sitting on the bed, expressionless, as he watched Evelyn suddenly appear at his door and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Evelyn stared at him with a peculiar look, then focused on the phone in Scott’s hand, frowning as she questioned, "Was it you?!"
Scott slightly tilted his head, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
"Was it you who sent the gifts?!"
Sitting on the bed, Scott just watched Evelyn, neither admitting nor denying.
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