The Number One Beauty

Although she now felt that Song Yihe treated her a little differently,

She still didn't know whether he meant it that way.

Should she use Shen Songqing's strategy?

As her thoughts ran wild, she drifted off to sleep without realizing it...

By the time An Zhiwu woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon.

She glanced at her phone.

There were two unread messages from Mother An.

Her Lady Mother: [An'an? Are you home today?]

Her Lady Mother: [I'll buy some fruit and come over in a bit. Then we can go to the hospital and take Dr. Song out to dinner to thank him properly.]

They had been sent half an hour ago.

An Zhiwu was so startled that she shot out of bed.

If her mom found out that she was currently living at Song Yihe's place,

She was worried her mom would take her and Song Yihe's birth dates and hours to a fortune-teller under an overpass tomorrow to have their marriage compatibility checked!

An Zhiwu immediately made a WeChat voice call.

When the call connected, An Zhiwu could hear faint music in the background on Mother An's end. She asked cautiously, "Mom, where are you now?"

"I'm at the supermarket. I bought some fruit, and I'm going to buy a few other things to eat. I'll come see you once I'm done."

An Zhiwu hurriedly cut her off. "No, no, no, don't come see me!"

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Well, Dr. Song recently went abroad for further training, so he's not in the country. Let's wait until he comes back to take him out to dinner."

When Mother An heard that Song Yihe had gone abroad, she was a little disappointed. "I see. But I've already bought the fruit. How about I bring it over to you?"

"Don't. Didn't An Zhiheng just have surgery? Give it to him. I'm trying to lose weight lately."

Mother An thought for a moment. "All right."

After hanging up,

An Zhiwu breathed a sigh of relief. She had finally managed to keep it from her.

What a mess this was...

Things between her and Song Yihe were as pure as could be!

Why did it feel like they were secretly crossing the Chencang passage?!

After her nap, An Zhiwu cleaned the house.

She paid particular attention to the kitchen, taking out and washing many utensils that hadn't been used.

Then she fixed her phone stand to the wall.

She usually only made two dishes.

Now, thinking that Song Yihe might come back for dinner, An Zhiwu decided to make two dishes and a soup.

After doing some of the prep work, An Zhiwu glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was still early, so An Zhiwu opened her video account and scrolled through the comments.

—I'm dying laughing. The number one beauty in the mukbang world?

—You stopped showing your face after being crowned the number one beauty? Trying to keep up the persona, huh?

—Do you dare livestream without the beauty filter? Queen of induced vomiting?

—This account's fans are seriously brain-dead. People actually hype up a face with the beauty filter cranked up to ten?

—I think you haters are just green with envy, jealousy, and resentment. You're jealous that our An'an is both pretty and a good cook.

What was going on?

She had only missed a few days of livestreaming. What was this about the number one beauty in the mukbang world?

How come she herself didn't know about it?

That woman Shen Songqing had been busy chasing young fresh meat lately and probably hadn't been hanging around the livestreaming scene either.

Otherwise, with her connections, there was no way she wouldn't have known about it.

An Zhiwu hurriedly opened the forum to see what was going on.

In the mukbang section,

A thread titled [Who is the pinnacle of beauty in the mukbang world?] was sitting at number one, with a "viral" tag on it.

An Zhiwu clicked on it.

It was a poll.

The top three had already been decided.

First place: Three-Hundred-Jin An'an, 5,618 votes

Second place: Xinxin Loves Spicy Food, 5,243 votes

Third place: Become Chubby in One Bite, 3,829 votes

What the heck...

An Zhiwu hadn't known anything about this.

Seeing herself suddenly perched at the top of the list, she immediately felt a chill down her back~

She looked at the comments. Aside from a few miscellaneous ones, they were all Xinxin's fans and An'an's fans going at each other.

23rd floor: LOL, a streamer who makes herself throw up can top the list now?

34th floor: Mad about it? Our An'an really is that amazing~

43rd floor: I'm going to puke. Some An'an fans are shameless. Your streamer's skin filter is turned up so high you can barely see her nose and eyes, and you're still here hyping up her so-called divine beauty?

51st floor: Certain Xinxin fans, the masses have sharp eyes. You can't beat her, so you're jumping over the wall like desperate dogs.

56th floor: Coming through, make way, pull your legs in. Anyone want peanuts, sunflower seeds, or bottled water?~

76th floor: Who doesn't know that Xinxin fake eats? She says she's eating chili peppers, but anyone with eyes can see she doesn't even swallow them.

88th floor: Isn't that better than certain streamers who make themselves throw up halfway through eating?

97th floor: Are some of you idiots? Our An'an already said she has chronic gastritis, but you keep harping on about induced vomiting. Are you all sons of dogs?

An Zhiwu hadn't expected that during the few days she'd been away, she would have stirred up such a "wind of blood and rain" in the mukbang world.

She was clearly a genuine beautiful girl. What level-ten beauty filter?

They really had no eye for beauty!

At eight that evening,

An Zhiwu entered her livestream room.

Because of the forum incident, a huge crowd of viewers flooded in as soon as she went live.

They included plenty of haters from rival channels.

—Turn off the filter, turn off the beauty filter!

—An'an, hurry up and slap those haters' faces till they swell!

—Does the streamer dare turn off the beauty filter? Xinxin from the other channel proved in person last night that hers was off.

As a food streamer,

An Zhiwu didn't understand why everyone was so focused on her looks.

She ignored the bullet comments and started the stream as she usually did.

"Hello, good evening, everyone. I had some things going on at home these past few days, so I didn't livestream. To make it up to you, I've decided to make three dishes today: salt-and-pepper spare ribs, pan-fried crispy tofu, and beef brisket soup."

She had marinated the ribs the night before. An Zhiwu was now coating each piece with starch. "Once the ribs are coated in starch, just fry them slowly over low heat for ten minutes."

—An'an, focus on what you're doing and ignore those haters.

—We support you. Those ribs are making me so hungry.

—You just don't dare turn off the beauty filter, do you? I'm dying laughing.

An Zhiwu concentrated on frying the ribs, occasionally glancing at the bullet comments on the screen.

Seeing that they were all questioning her looks, she was a little speechless.

She wasn't a beauty or talent streamer, so why were they so focused on her looks?

Before long, the ribs were done.

An Zhiwu fished the spare ribs out one by one. They were fried golden and crispy, and she sprinkled a little cumin powder over them.

They looked very appetizing.

—Another day of drooling.

—Has nobody noticed that An'an seems to have changed kitchens again?

—Yeah, yeah! I was so busy arguing with those trolls that I didn't notice.

—An'an, which rich friend's home is this?

When An Zhiwu saw that bullet comment, her hand paused slightly. It seemed the idea of her having rich friends was already deeply etched in her fans' minds.

"This is another friend's place. The pipes at my home burst a few days ago and flooded the place, so I'll be staying here for a while."