Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Are You Going to Go Back on Your Word?

Fans all knew that Shen Zhiyao was very active on her Douyin Live Stream; after all, she only had eight million followers.

Although her follower count on Weibo had soared, those were all anti-fans and couldn’t help Shen Zhiyao in the slightest.

But Zhou Lun was a different story. As a top-tier celebrity, his follower counts on both Weibo and Douyin were several times higher than Shen Zhiyao’s, and they were all die-hard fans with high engagement.

If these two were to have a PK battle, Zhou Lun would win no matter how you looked at it!

So, Shen Zhiyao’s fans frantically tried to dissuade her:

[Streamer, don’t do it! If you lose, you’ll be completely finished!]

[Streamer, back out now! Don’t agree to it.]

[Streamer, the stakes are too high! We can’t accept this! If you’re gone, who will we go to for our fortunes?]

Before Shen Zhiyao could reply to her fans, Zhou Lun spoke first. “Frankly, I have no desire to make things difficult for a minor internet celebrity. But since Miss Shen took the initiative to challenge me to a PK battle, it would seem impolite of me to refuse. That being the case, I just hope Miss Shen doesn’t start crying when she loses!”

“So, Miss Shen, tell me how you’d like to do this! A timed match where whoever receives more gifts wins?”

“Making our fans spend a fortune just to secure a win… that’s not right,” Shen Zhiyao said. “How about this: I’m a Metaphysics streamer, and my daily content is doing readings. I can do a reading for you. If I’m wrong, I’ll disappear from all social media platforms forever. If I’m right, you have to agree to one request from me. What do you think of that proposal?”

Shen Zhiyao’s words made Zhou Lun laugh. “Even though there’s no way I’ll lose, I’m still curious what your request would be.”

’She must be intimidated by my follower count,’ Zhou Lun thought. ’She’s afraid she can’t win a real PK battle, so she’s suggesting this special fortune-telling contest to determine the winner.’

Zhou Lun leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. “A reading? That suggestion does sound interesting. Go on, what are you going to read for me?”

Shen Zhiyao said, “I can tell you how many women you’ve slept with, and how many children you’ve had aborted.”

Zhou Lun’s expression changed instantly. “You really are something else. Shameless in your pursuit of fame. Aren’t you afraid my fans will flame you to death for slandering me in front of so many of them?”

Shen Zhiyao ignored him and continued on her own, “I can also tell you, of the women you’ve slept with, how many got pregnant, and how many you forced to have an abortion.”

Zhou Lun glared at Shen Zhiyao menacingly. “I see you didn’t connect with me in good faith. You’re just here specifically to spread rumors.”

His face was expressionless, but he was grinding his back teeth so hard they nearly shattered.

He was starting to regret it. ’Why did I ever agree to connect with her?’

If he ended the connection now, his fans would think he had something to hide.

To stop Shen Zhiyao from spouting any more nonsense, he quickly said, “Alright then, tell me this: do I have a dog or a cat at home?”

It seemed like a casual question, but it was one Zhou Lun had carefully designed.

For a while last year, in order to land an endorsement deal for a high-end dog food brand, Zhou Lun had deliberately cultivated a dog-lover persona, even going so far as to film numerous videos of himself feeding stray dogs.

In his personal profile, his favorite pet was also listed as a dog.

As a result, all his fans knew he loved dogs.

Therefore, he guessed that Shen Zhiyao would definitely check his profile and conclude that he owned a dog.

But in reality, he didn’t like pets at all. The sight of a dog made him want to choke it to death; he couldn’t stand them.

He had never owned a pet in his life. The whole animal-lover image was just a carefully constructed persona.

Now, that persona was coming in handy.

Shen Zhiyao glanced at him and said, “You don’t own any pets, but there is a dog in your house.”

As soon as she said this, Zhou Lun’s fans exploded into a heated discussion:

[What the hell, is this Shen Zhiyao nuts? Who doesn’t know that Zhou Lun loves dogs?]

[Exactly! If it were me, I’d guess dog too. This question isn’t hard at all.]

[Why do I get the feeling Brother Zhou is going easy on her? Haven’t you noticed? Brother Zhou has always been a gentleman around women, always deferring to them. But this woman keeps slandering him; she clearly thinks he’s a pushover.]

[That’s not how you do a reading, right? The question Brother Zhou asked is way too easy. You should ask something difficult, otherwise it’s not fair to you.]

Shen Zhiyao’s fans immediately spoke up in her defense:

[You fans are disgusting. Zhou Lun was the one who asked the question. If he wanted to ask something so simple, who can he blame but himself!]

[Exactly! Zhou Lun hasn’t even said anything after she gave the answer, but you fans are already running your mouths!]

[Look, everyone! Zhou Lun’s expression changed! Did our streamer get it right that he doesn’t own a pet?]

Just then, a smug look appeared on Zhou Lun’s face. “Miss Shen, I’m so sorry, but you got it wrong. My profile says I like dogs, but I don’t have any pets at home.”

“Miss Shen, it seems you misread this one. According to our agreement, you have to quit all social media. That means you can’t participate in that variety show either! The entire internet is our witness, so you can’t go back on your word.”

He smugly crossed his legs and leaned far back in his chair.

As he moved farther from the camera, his figure shrank, revealing a large portion of the background behind him.

Behind him was a tall cabinet and a crystal chandelier.

He had just closed his eyes to savor the moment when a dog suddenly leaped onto his chest, its paws scrabbling at his shirt.

Zhou Lun had been expecting to see Shen Zhiyao break down, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself staring right into the eyes of a black dog.

His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head. He flung the dog to the floor and pointed at his assistant, roaring, “FUCK! Are you all trying to get yourselves killed? Don’t you know I hate dogs? Whose dog is this? Who let you bring a dog in here!?”

The commotion was so loud that the little mongrel on the floor got spooked and scurried away in a flash.

The staffer was stunned. “I don’t know. It wasn’t here a second ago. It just suddenly darted in.”

Zhou Lun said, “It must be a stray!

A dog ran right into my house, and what are you all good for? Get it out of here now!”

Just then, an elegantly dressed older woman ran over, holding the dog. “Little Lun, why are you so angry? You scared my Nannan!”

This older woman was none other than Zhou Lun’s mother, who had moved in with him after his father passed away.

Zhou Lun furiously questioned his mother, “Mom, who told you to bring this dog in here? Don’t you know I hate dogs? You could have brought it in any other day, but you just had to bring it in today! Are you doing this on purpose just to spite me?!”

The older woman hugged the little dog to her chest and explained, “I saw it on the street yesterday. It looked so pitiful, so I brought it home.”

After she finished speaking, Zhou Lun’s mother left, still holding the dog.

Zhou Lun never would have imagined that he would one day be defeated by his own mother.

It made sense. He had come home in such a hurry today that he hadn’t noticed there was a new dog in the house.

Zhou Lun sat back down. After composing himself, he forced a stiff smile. “I’ve just gotten to the bottom of it. That dog belongs to my mother, not me. How can that count?”

Shen Zhiyao’s expression instantly turned cold. “Are you deaf? What I said just now was that there would be a dog in your house, but you wouldn’t be the one who owned it. What? Are you trying to back out of our deal now?”

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