You call yourself a big streamer?

"Who are you? Do I know you? Why should I be angry about eating some lousy shark fin?"

Huang Lu stared blankly at the woman, asking her three soul-searching questions, each one piercing her heart.

The woman froze on the spot, looking at Huang Lu with a lack of confidence.

"You don't recognize me? You don't know who I am? You haven't heard of my name, Chen Fangyu?"

"Are you that impressive? Why should I know you? Do you owe me money? No problem, I'm very generous. Consider it a ticket to the zoo's monkey show, you don't need to pay me back!"

Huang Lu said earnestly.

The woman's body accessories made her look like a monkey performing in a zoo; it was truly astonishing how she managed to hang them all on.

Huang Lu!

Chen Fangyu was furious and screamed.

She'd been fooling herself for so long, only to find that Huang Lu had no idea who she was. What was the point of wasting all that emotion?

"Huang Lu, stop pretending! You stole my fiancé and you're saying you don't know who I am?"

Chen Fangyu screamed.

Fiancé?

Zhao Minglu of the Zhao clan?

You're talking about Zhao Minglu, right? I'm not interested in him!

Huang Lu suddenly realized, and said with little interest, intending to go back to her room to continue studying depression.

Who says abstract women can't be melancholic? She's determined to change that prejudice!

Prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain, but Huang Lu simply refuses to believe in fate!

"Wait a minute, did I say you could leave?"

Chen Fangyu screamed again, blocking the doorway, glaring at Huang Lu through gritted teeth.

"Do you know how much wealth Zhao Minglu has? Do you know how terrifying the Minglu Group is? You're still not interested in Zhao Minglu? Do you dare say that out loud in the Livestream Room?"

Miss Chen said coldly, casually taking out her phone and surprisingly opening a Douyin live stream.

Live streaming?

Huang Lu stopped in her tracks.

"Are you a streamer?"

"What kind of streamer are you? Do you even know how to talk? She's clearly an internet celebrity, aren't you envious?"

Chen Fangyu shook her head arrogantly and showed the Livestream Room screen to Huang Lu, then waved it around.

"I'm not like those streamers who buy traffic. I have 100,000 followers and 700-800 online viewers. I can easily get tens of thousands of likes and thousands of comments on any video I post. Surprised?"

Speaking of her livestream data, many girls are envious and jealous of her.

Even those Big Internet Celebrity with hundreds of thousands, millions, or even millions of followers don't have as many real data as hers.

This is real data, from real, living people!

Chen Fangyu looked at Huang Lu expectantly, hoping to see a hint of panic on Huang Lu's face.

But after looking closely for a while, Chen Fangyu noticed that Huang Lu looked speechless, and even seemed a little disgusted.

"With such low stats, you dare to call yourself Big Internet Celebrity?"

Huang Lu pouted.

With just a few hundred thousand followers, some dare to call themselves Big Internet Celebrity? What about Xu Yi's viral sensation? A truly Big Internet Celebrity?

If a few hundred viewers dare to call themselves a popular streamer, then Xu Yi, with hundreds of thousands of people watching simultaneously each session, can hardly be called an annoying streamer, right?

But to be fair, my older brother does seem pretty infuriating...

"You're too scared to speak now, aren't you? You're too scared to admit it? In front of hundreds of people on the live stream, why don't you dare repeat yourself?"

Chen Fangyu thought she had Huang Lu under her control and exposed Huang Lu's true colors, and she frequently sneered.

With a snap.

Chen Fangyu had only been laughing for less than two seconds when a hand slapped her face, scattering all the clattering and clanging things all over the ground.

The drop rate is too high!

Street vendors' stalls have been overturned!

You dare hit me?

Chen Fangyu covered her face and screamed.

Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone Huang Lu!

"I'll beat you up. You're just a nobody streamer with a mere hundred thousand followers, yet you dare to call yourself Big Streamer. If I don't beat you up, who else should I beat up?"

Huang Lu said.

In the Livestream Room, Chen Fangyu's fans felt like the sky had fallen.

Their goddess was beaten and disfigured—is there any justice in this world?

"Younger Sister, what are you doing?"

Huang Lu was engrossed in the game when a voice rang out.

"How many times have I told you not to be so impulsive? How can you hit people like that?"

"Bro, this woman only has a few hundred viewers, yet she dares to call herself a Big Streamer and show off in front of me!"

"What? A few hundred people dare to call themselves Big Streamer? Get out of the way, let me handle this!"

The siblings teamed up and beat Chen Fangyu so badly that she begged for mercy, crying and shouting that she would never dare to call herself Big Streamer again.

A moment later, everyone sat down again in the private room.

Xu Yi returned laden with spoils, accompanied by the burly man from Dongshan Big Man and three large men.

"You're ganging up on me! I'll get Young Master Zhao to avenge me!"

Chen Fangyu huddled in the corner, covering her slightly bluish cheek, whimpering.

However, no sooner had she finished speaking than a large wave appeared in front of her and slapped her across the face.

"Revenge? You think you're worthy of talking about revenge?"

"Who do you think you are? A virtuous woman? You're just another mistress like us, and you're acting all high and mighty?"

Chen Fangyu was stunned after being slapped, staring blankly at the wavy hair.

"What mistress? I'm Zhao Minglu's fiancée! He said he would definitely marry me, he said he would only love me!"

With a cold smile, the woman with the wavy hair beckoned to her, and her two sisters came to her side.

"He said that to the three of us too, but did you see us take it seriously?"

"That's just a joke rich people make casually, you actually took it seriously?"

Crack!

A bolt from the blue!

Looking at the three stunningly beautiful women in front of her, whose figures and looks were in no way inferior to her own, Chen Fangyu felt as if the sky had fallen.

So she was just a plaything all along?

So it turns out she was just deluding herself all along?

Zhao Minglu had never taken her seriously, yet she still foolishly went to compete with the real fiancée for his affections—she was acting like a clown!

"I was wrong!"

Is that all you're wrong about?

What did I do wrong?

"You only have a few hundred viewers, yet you dare to call yourself Big Streamer? Open your dog eyes and see how many viewers Mr. Xu has!"

Um?

Is Huang Lu's brother in the same profession as her?

Chen Fangyu was slightly taken aback, looking at the phone screen that Da Bolang handed her. When she saw the number of live stream viewers in the upper right corner, she fell silent.

The Livestream Room that opened with a large wave was none other than Xu Yi's Livestream Room, and the number of viewers in the upper right corner had already exceeded 100,000.

The maximum number of people displayed on Douyin is 100,000. Whether it's over 100,000 or 1 million, it will always show 100,000.

What defines Big Streamer?

This is a true Big Streamer!

"That woman is so pitiful. Her house was stolen, and she's still here fighting over a man!"

"Zhao Minglu has already attained enlightenment and donated all her family fortune, why is she still fighting for this fiancée?"

"Hey you guys upstairs, I have to criticize you. Can't people just be truly in love?"

Lines of comments scrolled by, like daggers piercing Chen Fangyu's heart, making her tremble and her blood run cold.

What?

Zhao Minglu renounced worldly life and became a nun, donating all her family's wealth?

If he donates all his wealth, won't he become penniless? What's the point of competing for favor then?

Would you really be willing to be the fiancée of a penniless, fat pig, only to end up fighting for food in the pig trough?