A Socially Anxious Treasure Appraiser Livestreamer, Now Pregnant and on the Run

[A socially awkward, slow-to-open-up Republican-era beauty with a talent for antiques × a sharp-tongued but softhearted young master of Hong Kong's elite] Progress: About to run away with the baby. Jian Rong, a Republican-era antiques expert born with ghost eyes, is reborn as a failed, show-off influencer who gets mocked by the entire internet. The platform's agent sneered. "You offended the Lu family, and you still want to terminate your contract? Either pay up or livestream until you die!" He'd just transmigrated and already slept with someone. Now he had to livestream, too? The socially anxious Jian Rong closed his eyes. "..." He... he was allergic to living people! But to stop the antique shop his original self had protected from being taken away, Jian Rong stared at the livestream camera for a day and a night and decided to go for it. Antique appraisals live, one mistake and you pay a thousandfold! No face on camera, no small talk, no haggling, only three appraisals a day. His arrogant, willful introduction sent a flood of haters into the appraisal livestream: [Hey, why aren't you showing off your wealth anymore? Oh, right, the Lu family kicked you out.] [No face on camera? With that plastered-on face of yours, looking at it would count as a workplace injury.] [You won't name a price, so why pretend to be an appraisal expert?] At the height of the excitement, half of a pale, snow-white chin flashed across the screen. A trembling, cool voice came through: "One mistake and you pay a thousandfold... W-would you like to connect?" Jian Rong joined the caller's livestream and took one look at the Tang Sancai figurine of a lady. It reeked of dirt from an excavation site, so he replied succinctly: "Call the police." That night, the hot searches exploded: #StreamerHelpsCrackMajorTombRobbingCaseWithAntiqueAppraisal# #GoodSamaritanMrJianWins500000# Onlookers rummaged through their homes all night: Teacher Jian, take a look at my chamber pot! The livestream also drew big names out of nowhere: the head of the jade association, provincial museum appraisal experts, old-money families from overseas... Teacher Jian, what a star! Meanwhile, rumors that Jian Rong was ugly, his livestreams were scripted, and he used hired experts to appraise antiques spread like wildfire. A big shot from Hong Kong returned home and hosted an antiques appreciation gathering at his private garden estate, inviting experts and collectors to meet and share their knowledge. On the guest list, the young livestream appraisal host Jian Rong stood out like a sore thumb. Plenty of people came to watch the joke, waiting for him to reveal his true colors. At the antiques gathering, Jian Rong covered himself from head to toe with a hat and mask and hid in a corner like a mushroom. But then the Jian family's ancestral Thousand Buddhas jade carving appeared. With no other choice, Jian Rong shed his disguise and stepped before the crowd in a bamboo-green long robe. He competed in appraising treasures against everyone there and won back the Jian family's Thousand Buddhas jade carving. Everyone was stunned. This was Jian Rong, the faceless livestream appraisal host! The comments on the gathering's livestream exploded, too: [Wait, what?? Gorgeous beauty, who are you??] [Weren't you supposed to be following a script?] [Please tell me how much it costs to get a National Museum expert to put on a show.] Pei Xulin, the gathering's host, glanced at the blurry figure hurrying out of the hotel on the security camera footage. A faint smile touched his lips. Found you. But before Pei Xulin could catch him, Jian Rong packed his bags and fled in the middle of the night. Until one day, by the hospital elevator, Jian Rong, bundled up with only his eyes showing, held a pregnancy test report as someone pinned him in a corner. Pei Xulin had cornered Jian Rong, who had stopped livestreaming and vanished. His gaze fixed on Jian Rong's protruding belly. "What is this...?" Jian Rong tried to keep his legs from running and blurted out a newly learned phrase: "The ball I'm running away with?" Everyone knew Pei Xulin had stayed on the mainland to find his family's long-lost heirloom. Now, he had found it. Reader's notes: 1. Jian Rong's social anxiety developed later in life, and there's a reason for it. 2. It really was just one night, and he really is running away with the baby. Don't doubt it! 3. This is a livestream novel, so there will definitely be plenty of livestream content, about half online and half offline. 4. One-on-one romance, both are each other's first. Six-year age gap: Jian is 22, Pei is 28. I don't like writing secondary couples. I commissioned the character art for this couple, haha. 5. If you like it, read it. If it's not your cup of tea, find another book. Don't make each other miserable. 6. I don't accept requests to change wording in unconventional ways or invent new words. Comments along those lines will be deleted. 7. The novel is 300,000 characters long, so I've set up anti-theft protection: 60% protection ratio, 48 hours. A recommendation for my cool-faced, adorable friend's novel: My Nemesis Faked His Death While Pregnant and Disappeared for Years, Book No. 10614846 A phoenix-like tyrant, full of youthful spirit × a cool, unruly beauty in poor health When Wei Jingchun was young, he had a nemesis. People of the time called them the Twin Jewels of the Mystic Sect, the finest of their generation. But during the battle at the Myriad Demons Palace, his nemesis vanished without a trace. People said he was long dead. Wei Jingchun searched for him for a hundred years, never believing it. Until a young man who might have been his nemesis reborn appeared, and all doubt was laid to rest. The young man looked exactly like his nemesis. Every gesture recalled someone from the past, and he was just as cold toward Wei Jingchun as before. ...The only thing missing was the frail, sickly body he had once had. Wei Jingchun endured all his attempts to test him, considering it repayment for the spiritual jade he had owed him since their days as fellow disciples. Still, an inexplicable emptiness remained in his heart. Until one day, he met the young man's father. Su Xueyan stood alone atop a high tower, dressed in white as snow, facing the wind. He looked down at him, his expression as calm as ever. * After avenging his great enemy, Su Xueyan saw through the mortal world and decided to live in seclusion. But after being unconscious for many years, he woke to discover he had given birth to his nemesis's child. Years later, when the child had grown up, he went out and got himself into trouble. Su Xueyan thought for a moment, picked up his sword, and returned to the mortal world. He didn't expect to meet his nemesis again. On the first day, the other man dragged himself there despite his grievous, incurable injuries, gripping Su Xueyan's hand and demanding to know where he'd gone after faking his death all those years ago. On the second day, the other man squatted beside his bed with a long list, asking which random man was their son's other father. On the third day, the other man forced himself to stay calm and said he could reluctantly be the child's other father. Unable to stand it any longer, Su Xueyan told him the truth. But the phoenix hadn't ascended after all these years, and was still as foolish as ever. He slammed the table in a fury, his eyes reddening, and weakly demanded to know why Su Xueyan would slander his good name just to protect that other man! Su Xueyan: "..." Why had he ever lost his mind and let this phoenix coax him into bed? * Su Nianchen's diary: On such-and-such a day, Father told me to go out and take a keepsake to the divine physician. He wanted me to ask what ailment Father's nemesis had, and why he still hadn't ascended. Father hasn't smiled like this in a long time. #From childhoood to conquering the world together, love and hate intertwined #Separated for years, with a child between them #I could never let go, while you were already carrying a child #A nemesis fakes his death and runs away with the baby, only to meet again as a father #Who in the world could possibly be a match for you? So who is that random man?! 💢💢💢 Theme: Learn to appreciate and recover the lost gems of civilization