Chapter 272: Impersonating the Female Lead

Xu Muyan exited WeChat and returned to the game screen.

She deliberately set her stream to privacy mode, so only the gameplay was being broadcast. That meant her switching over to WeChat to voice chat with Wang Haoran was not seen by the viewers—thankfully. If their voice chat had been live, the bullet comments would have exploded in chaos by now.

The number of viewers in the stream dropped slightly during her AFK, dipping from over two hundred thousand to around a hundred and ninety thousand. But even so, that was still an astonishing figure.

In-game, the five enemies had already begun to push their advantage all the way to the high ground. Her teammates were all down, waiting for respawn timers to tick down.

Xu Muyan’s fingers danced over her phone as she controlled her hero, Ake, out from the fountain. In a flurry of precision and lightning-fast reflexes, she executed a perfect assassination combo—instantly eliminating the enemy’s backline marksman and mage. Pivoting sharply, she dragged the fight across the map, taking out the top-lane fighter and the support one after another.

Only after all that did she turn her attention to the tank. And just like that, she completed a Five Kill—Absolute Annihilation.

Granted, there had been a touch of overconfidence from the enemy, but Xu Muyan’s operation was undeniably masterful. The stream chat erupted in cheers and frenzied praise.

The in-game economy, where Ake had fallen behind earlier, was completely overturned. Her build was essentially full—six items. Morale on her side surged like a tide turning with the moon.

Still, looking at the map and objectives, they remained at a disadvantage.

But the opposing team had been caught off guard by that one dazzling play and grew cautious.

In the following twenty minutes, Xu Muyan managed to dance through a near-impossible 1v4 matchup. The battlefield ebbed and flowed like a tide drawn by celestial forces, until, at the fifty-minute mark—a duration rarely seen in this game—Xu Muyan clutched the final victory with such skill it sent chills down the viewers’ spines.

She carried the entire match on her back. A solo act of dominance that pushed her ranking from 79 stars to 80 stars. This wasn’t just a low-tier fishpond match—far from it.

Her strength as a gamer could no longer be questioned. And the impact showed: her follower count, originally sitting at two million, had now exploded past five million.

As this was happening, Yang Jingwan came out of the shower.

But Wang Haoran had something to handle, so he asked her to go relax in the bedroom and play on her phone for a while. She pouted, feeling a bit neglected, but did as he asked.

On the other side of the screen, Xu Muyan had now been streaming for over three hours. That last match alone stretched things out far beyond expectation. Her hands were sore, fingers trembling slightly from fatigue.

She wanted to end the stream and rest.

Wang Haoran, seeing this, quickly messaged her: go live with your face cam for a moment before ending the stream.

He had his reasons—baiting the hook.

That “Young Master Lin” was still sitting on the leaderboard in the live room, clearly hadn’t left, and was still watching.

Since Yang Jingwan had already been blocked by him, all hopes rested on Xu Muyan.

Upon receiving Haoran’s message, Xu Muyan switched the stream layout and turned on her front-facing camera.

And with that, her stunning beauty was revealed to all.

Due to inexperience, she hadn’t turned on any filters or face-thinning effects. The stream had a verified badge showing that no beautification was enabled.

It was night, and she hadn’t planned to go out, so she’d long since removed her light daytime makeup. What appeared before the camera was her natural face—completely bare.

Yet even like this, she was breathtaking.

The bullet comments exploded once again, waves of frenzied awe.

It was her first time showing her face live, so Xu Muyan was understandably a bit shy. She answered a few comments politely and modestly, then quickly ended the stream.

But when she checked her analytics afterward, her jaw nearly dropped. Her followers had surged by another nine million—she was just shy of breaking the ten million milestone.

Xu Muyan felt both joy and a strange melancholy.

She always wanted to attract fans through pure gaming skill. But now, it was painfully obvious her looks were what drew the crowd. The beauty fans far outnumbered the game fans.

Meanwhile, Wang Haoran, seeing that the stream had ended, immediately sent her another message.

“Go check your private messages. Did that Young Master Lin reach out? If not, message him first.”

Xu Muyan blinked. She nearly forgot about him altogether.

Her mind had been entirely on the generous gifts Haoran sent her during the stream—so much so that she hadn’t even thanked “Young Master Lin” properly.

Objectively speaking, as a streamer, when someone sends that many gifts, you ought to at least say thank you publicly.

She opened her inbox and quickly found a private message from “Young Master Lin.”

He was asking for her personal WeChat.

Naturally, she wasn’t about to hand that out. Instead, she took a screenshot and forwarded it to Wang Haoran.

He checked it and immediately replied: “Give him your WeChat.”

Since they were setting a trap, it needed to be done properly. Having her WeChat as bait would be far more convincing.

Xu Muyan was surprised. “Huh? Are you sure?”

Wang Haoran replied righteously: “Absolutely. This ‘Young Master Lin’ showered you with gifts—clearly, he has other motives. How can I just sit back and let that happen? Give me your WeChat login. I’ll talk to him.”

Startled at first, Xu Muyan couldn’t help but burst out laughing at his over-the-top boyfriend energy. Her heart fluttered. She sent her WeChat ID to “Young Master Lin,” then forwarded her account credentials to Wang Haoran.

Moments later, her phone received a verification code for a login from another location.

She quickly texted it to Haoran.

On his end, Wang Haoran successfully logged into her WeChat and accepted the friend request from “Young Master Lin.”

A message came through instantly: “Missy, I gave you so many gifts and you didn’t even say thank you. So heartbroken.”

Wang Haoran typed a few lines but felt they lacked flavor, so he switched to voice.

“Sorryyy~ I was too focused on the game and forgot. Thank you for your gifts~”

The voice was sweet, almost intoxicating.

Yes. It was Xu Muyan’s voice.

This was a trick Haoran picked up back when he catfished Liu Yue—he had the ability to mimic voices.

Having spent so much time with Xu Muyan, he was intimately familiar with every nuance of her tone. His imitation had a 99% accuracy.

Of course, the process gave him goosebumps. A man imitating a woman’s voice was… not the most dignified thing.

But for the sake of the mission, he endured.

Young Master Lin replied, “Your voice is so lovely… Are you by chance a fairy descended from the heavens?”

Haoran sent a shy emoji in response.

Lin followed up immediately, “I saw your Douyin profile says you’re located in Qingling. I’m here too. Can we meet?”

He’d taken the bait.

Haoran chuckled and sent another voice message using Xu Muyan’s voice. “I have a lot of schoolwork lately, so it might be a bit inconvenient…”

This time, he was more cautious. After the earlier failure impersonating Yang Jingwan, he wasn’t about to act too eager. He played it reserved, just like Xu Muyan’s usual public persona—a poised, elegant streamer, not some easy pickup.

The trap was set. Now it was just a matter of time.