Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Lu Zhanxing jumped from second-to-last to first place, beyond reach and well ahead of the competition!

The fans of other families were so shocked their jaws dropped.

[My eyes! Can’t the special effects stop? I can’t even see the baby’s face!]

[Where did this rich person come from?? I’m kneeling!]

[Lu Zhanxing has such an extravagant fan???]

Lu Zhanxing: I want to know too!?

After sending the gift, Qiao Yun left a message: Gift delivered, I’m leaving.

User 7265988 left the live broadcast room…

The godly rich patron made a flashy entrance and a low-key exit.

Leaving behind a crowd of netizens green with envy, wishing they could cling to the patron’s leg: Dad! Please pamper me!

Lu Zhanxing silently looked down at his phone, the delicate features of his face trembling.

Could this be not a telecom scam?

A fairy sent by heaven to save me?

…

Qiao Yun was unaware that her awe-inspiring act had hit Weibo’s hot search, with countless netizens trying to dig up her identity, only to end up with nothing, since the rich patron had deactivated her account after sending the gift.

‘User 7265988’ thus became a legend on the Lemon Live Streaming platform.

Qiao Yun shut down her computer, took out a notebook from the drawer, opened it, and began writing with a calm expression, diligently holding the pen and starting to write.

Beside the second rule of “100 Principles of Being Human,” which was to give gifts to build relationships, she added a check mark.

After some thought, she supplemented it.

[Dad and Mom are good people.]

[Big Brother is a bit slow.]

[Lu X, brainless.]

[Second Brother, ????]

Qiao Yun paused with the tip of her pen, furrowed her little brow, and continued seriously and slowly.

[Grandpa, life is hard, but I’ll work hard.]

Qiao Yun looked down at this line, her eyelids drooping lazily, her gaze a bit vacant.

Because she didn’t want to be abandoned again, she had no intention of returning to her birth family.

But…

When the old professor was seriously ill, he kept mumbling.

“Qiaoqiao, you should go back, live a normal life. You’re still young, why live like an old person?”

“Try it; maybe this time will be different. Your parents are good people, they will be good to you.”

“Grandpa wants you to be truly happy.”

Qiao Yun pulled herself back from her thoughts, put down the pen, closed the notebook, her expression as indifferent as ever.

…

After returning to the Lu Family home, Qiao Yun stayed in her room for a few days, working on data.

In Su Mian’s eyes, she was completely acting like a girl addicted to the internet, and several attempts to take Qiao Yun out were quietly rejected.

Su Mian was a bit worried; could her precious daughter become hopelessly addicted to the internet?

But it was inevitable for Qiao Yun, who had just arrived in the big city and found everything new, to be fascinated. In the end, Su Mian just advised her to entertain herself moderately and learn to manage her time.

And then she let her be.

On Sunday, when Lu Jingzhi was free from work, he made time to visit home. Not seeing Qiao Yun, he asked Lu Ting.

“Where is Qiaoqiao?”

Lu Ting sat on the sofa, pretending to watch the news, and turned her head towards Lu Jingzhi on hearing the question, “Sister is in her room playing games.”

Lu Jingzhi frowned subconsciously, “Playing games? For how long now?”

Lu Ting’s face was the picture of innocence, “Seems like a while now, I don’t know what game she’s playing but it must be fun. These past few days, besides meal times, it’s been hard to see my sister; I can’t even find time to highlight key knowledge points for her.”

What little goodwill Lu Jingzhi had harbored for Qiao Yun rapidly dwindled after hearing what Lu Ting said.

So much for wanting to enroll in Shengyang High School; as if one could achieve good grades by playing computer games?

If she couldn’t do it, didn’t have the heart to try, she should not have bragged from the start.

Lu Jingzhi thought it unacceptable and went upstairs to have a talk with Qiao Yun.