Capítulo 135: Coincidences
Qiuying stared at Miaoyi with a look of utter perplexity. Furrowing her brows, she inquired, "Huh? What are you talking about?"
What on earth did Miaoyi mean by seeing her dad?
Why would Miaoyi be in contact with Qiuying's father...
"It's like this—we've accumulated several hundred thousand in Bilibili gifts..." Miaoyi's voice trembled slightly as she continued, opening her laptop to calculate. The final sum left her in a state of awe: "Just–Come and look at this username for a second."
The computer screen showcased the total charging income Miaoyi had garnered. The contribution from the top benefactor accounted for a staggering 80% or more, culminating in a jaw-dropping total of three hundred and ninety thousand.
Miaoyi found herself a tad flabbergasted.
Truth be told, when Miaoyi initially set up her Bilibili account and started posting videos, her intentions had been quite simple. The primary goal was to find a platform that resonated with the art style of "Paradise." As for making money...
Concerning profits, Miaoyi hadn't harboured any significant expectations when she embarked on this journey. Her initial notion was that Bilibili might, at most, bring in a few extra bucks for the occasional treat.
If she wanted any significant amount of cash, she could simply upload her two songs, and watch the sales go up. At this stage in her career, no matter if a song was excellent or poor, she would still make enough to thrive.
However, when confronted with this sum of three hundred and ninety thousand, it had far surpassed her original anticipations.
"This... this is beyond surreal." Miaoyi's voice quivered a bit as she swallowed audibly. Passing her phone to Qiuying, who still seemed dazed and perplexed, Miaoyi urged, "Go ahead, see for yourself."
In all fairness, for any other user, picking such a username would be entirely ordinary. No one would attach undue significance to it. Miaoyi was fully aware that she had encountered scores of fans adopting IDs like "TMY's Husband," "TMY's Disc Jockey," or even "TMY Is My Wife," playfully insinuating a connection.
However, this particular user stood apart. Not because of any particular reason, but due to the combination of the colossal charging donation and the certification details exhibited upon clicking into the profile.
[Bilibili Certification: Respected entrepreneur, Chairman and CEO of An's Group in Shanghai - Mr. An Du Lian.]
That's what caught Miaoyi off guard. The cause of her bewilderment stemmed from the fact that she had been cohabiting with Qiuying for quite some time now and had grown quite familiar with her. Naturally, Miaoyi was privy to the fact that Qiuying's father went by the name An Du Lian.
Nevertheless, what left Miaoyi a tad flummoxed was... was everyone on Bilibili these days? Moreover, were they all getting certified?
Qiuying took hold of the phone, studied it for a moment, blinked, then extracted her own device and started typing a rapid succession of messages.
After a brief interval, Qiuying's phone vibrated, she checked the notification, looked up, grinned, and relayed, "Yep, it's indeed my dad's account. I just asked him. He mentioned that he watches the videos during his free time and couldn't resist sending some charges, considering it as our pocket money..."
Miaoyi: "....."
So impulsive... so affluent... practically radiating wealth...
And inexplicably, Miaoyi felt a sense of... shyness and nervousness now. It was an utterly befuddling sensation.
"Did your dad... mention anything else?" After a brief moment of contemplation, Miaoyi's voice took on a teasing tone. "Who would've thought that checking out some stats would lead to your dad suddenly appearing on the scene?"
Truth be told, even though these two young women had grown increasingly familiar with each other over time, this was still Miaoyi's inaugural interaction with any member of Qiuying's family.
"Other stuff... yeah, he did." Qiuying glanced at her phone and responded. Strangely, as she relayed this information, Miaoyi's demeanour seemed to lighten up.
Although she had undergone a major transformation and transitioned between worlds, suddenly coming face-to-face with Qiuying's father was a bit of a novel experience for Miaoyi. It almost felt like... encountering a potential father-in-law??
For some reason, that seemed right. Regardless, besides a touch of nervousness, there wasn't any other emotion in the mix.
Qiuying didn't seem to pick up on these nuances, and she continued, "Basically, he said to keep up the good work and that he's fine with us pursuing music. But he made it clear that we can't slack off in our studies. Otherwise, it won't end well for us."
"And then? Anything else?" Miaoyi probed further.
"And then..." Qiuying paused for a moment, resumed her typing spree on her phone, and fired off another series of messages.
Upon receiving the response, a spark of excitement ignited in Qiuying's eyes. She announced, "Guess what? My dad is actually here in the Imperial City right now. He's on a business trip and is supposed to meet a business partner. He's staying at..." Qiuying's speech faltered briefly before she continued, "He's staying at the top-floor executive suite of the Yuwei Hotel..."
"Yuwei Hotel?"
Miaoyi cocked an eyebrow in suspicion. "Why do I feel like those four words ring a bell?"
"Because we're currently staying at the Yuwei Hotel too, on the third floor," Qiuying matter-of-factly pointed out. She gestured towards the prominent hotel logo on the room's wall and added, "In essence, my dad is just upstairs. We're literally in the same hotel."
"..."
Now it was all becoming clear, even if it was somewhat abrupt...
"Oh, he messaged again. He said he's in his room now. If we can find some time, he'd like us to drop by. Plus, if we're free tonight, he wants to take us out for dinner." Qiuying continued, detailing the situation.
They were actually going to meet Qiuying's father together.
"..." x2.
"Are you up for it?" Qiuying finally pocketed her phone and inquired about Miaoyi's stance. At the same time, there was a noticeable glint of joy in her eyes. Yet, a smidgen of apprehension lingered too. "It won't be as fun without you."
"Well... I guess... never mind, I'll join you. Why not?" Miaoyi hesitated initially, a touch shy, but ultimately couldn't refuse—especially after witnessing the hopeful glint in Qiuying's eyes. Biting her lip, she caved, saying, "Send Uncle An a message confirming that we're definitely in for tonight. As for the press release, we can always push it back!"
"Really? Thanks a bunch!" Qiuying beamed, her arms outstretched in a wide embrace, enfolding Miaoyi in a hug.
Amidst this unexpected surge of happiness, Miaoyi wasn't just experiencing a touch of sentimentality but also grasping the truth that coincidences could transpire anywhere in life. She had heard snippets about Qiuying's father being a prominent figure, and yet, even prior to meeting him, Miaoyi felt an inexplicable twinge of pressure.
After all, if she took a moment to put herself in someone else's shoes—an individual who used to be male, who lived with a girl her age, whose father happened to be an influential magnate in the world of Earth-Two, suddenly proposed to meet up and have dinner—well, what would you do? Wouldn't you be jittery as well?
The answer was rather straightforward and required minimal contemplation. The pressure would be monumental, causing Miaoyi to feel a tad uneasy.
What Miaoyi's mind was grappling with at this juncture was this: When the appointed moment arrived and she was face to face with Qiuying's father, what should she say? How should she compose herself?
"Wait-"
"What is it?" Qiuying asked, looking concerned at Miaoyi.
"Your father," Stuttering slightly, Miaoyi asked, "He's seen the video, right?"
"Wha? You're the one who told me!" Qiuying responded, taken aback. "What does that have to do with any- Ohhhhh..."
That's right. An Du Lian's first impression of Miaoyi...
Was her wearing a cat-girl suit!
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