In a room filled with a fragrant haze, a sweet and coquettish voice of a woman echoed softly.
Su Nian sat before her computer, clad in a revealing lace minidress. Any slight movement—be it a bend or a rise—threatened to reveal a tantalizing glimpse. Her makeup was flawless and meticulously applied. With an exaggerated display of gratitude, she pressed her palms together before the camera.
"Thank you, Brother Long, for your unwavering support. Love you~"
Longshaw Wanliqiu was one of Su Nian's most generous and devoted fans, never hesitating to shower her with gifts.
[Nian Nian! Su Wanwan next door is streaming too!]
[Exactly! We just peeked in—sure, her popularity might be higher, but her gift board is pathetic. Just pennies! Haha!]
[Today's leaderboard belongs to our Nian Nian, no doubt!]
Su Nian froze slightly upon reading the comments, a strong wave of disgust and contempt rising in her heart.
That Su Wanwan dared to start livestreaming just to spite her?
Did she really think she could compete with her?
Su Nian's fans were fiercely loyal. Every time she streamed, they showed up in droves—and the gifts just kept pouring in.
This time, she was destined to win.
A soft, enchanting smile lifted the corners of her lips. Her willow-leaf brows furrowed ever so slightly, her innocent eyes gazing sweetly into the camera.
"No matter what, Wanwan is still my sister. Please don't say anything too harsh—we wouldn't want to hurt the bond between us."
[Nian Nian, you're too kind!]
[Right? That Su Wanwan never treated you like a sister!]
[Don't worry. As long as she doesn't start anything, we won't either.]
Su Nian let out a relieved sigh.
"Alright, alright. Thank you all for standing by me. How about I sing a song for you?"
"If you want to request one, just send over a sports car gift!"
The lively buzz in the chat dimmed slightly.
A sports car cost a thousand yuan—not exactly spare change. Most viewers could only afford a couple hundred at best.
But just then, Longshaw Wanliqiu sent ten sports cars in rapid succession.
[Sing whatever you like.]
Su Nian giggled sweetly.
"You're so generous, Brother Long."
She stood up gracefully.
"I'll go prepare the piano and be back shortly for a live performance."
Once out of frame, she took out her phone, switched to an alternate account, and slipped into Su Wanwan's stream.
Seeing the lively and warm atmosphere, Su Nian couldn't help but leave a sour comment:
[Tsk tsk tsk, this level of skill and she dares to stream?]
[Watching someone cook? Boring. Better come listen to some real singing next door.]
The blatant provocation riled up Su Wanwan's fans.
Meanwhile, Su Nian returned to her piano and began a slow, dramatic performance.
The stream chat erupted.
[So this is what all the hype's about? Her voice is completely tone-deaf!]
[Seriously? After Su Wanwan's legendary performance, this is just laughable.]
[Su Wanwan's fans are out of control! Get lost! This isn't your playground!]
Ignoring the chaos, Su Nian continued playing, pretending not to see the backlash.
When she finished, she looked up, feigning surprise.
"Please, everyone, calm down. There's no need for such discord—we're all one big family, aren't we?"
[Who's family with you? Don't flatter yourself.]
[Girl, could you be more obvious with the clout-chasing?]
Tears welled in Su Nian's eyes, as if deeply wronged.
"I didn't mean anything by it… You've misunderstood me…"
[Ugh, that acting is terrible.]
[Wasn't pretty to begin with—looks even worse when she cries.]
[What more do you want? You've already made her cry!]
Su Nian waved her hands quickly.
"Forget it, let's just enjoy the music."
"Like always, let's pick someone to PK with!"
In livestream lingo, PKing meant one host would challenge another.
If accepted, both streams would merge into one split screen for fifteen minutes. Each would showcase their talents, while fans competed in sending gifts. The side with the higher total would win, and the loser had to accept the punishment dictated by the winner.
Su Nian immediately sent a challenge to Su Wanwan's stream.
The next moment, a familiar face appeared on the screen.
Eh?
Fu Liangmu, who had been holding the phone to help Su Wanwan film, was momentarily confused.
Something popped up on the screen, and before he could see clearly, his finger accidentally tapped it—accepting the invitation.
Both streams fell into a brief silence.
[Enemies meet again, huh?]
[Oof… this is going to be messy.]
Su Nian quickly composed herself and greeted Su Wanwan.
"Sister, what a coincidence!"
Su Wanwan, busy cooking, froze at the familiar voice. She stepped over and took a look.
"Su Nian?"
Su Nian nodded with a sweet smile.
"Yes, it's me, sister. What a surprise we're streaming together! Today happens to be the day I'm aiming for the top of the leaderboard."
The implication was clear—she was accusing Su Wanwan of deliberately stealing her spotlight.
"Oh."
Su Nian continued smiling gently.
"Would you like to go first, or should I?"
"You can have the whole time," Su Wanwan replied coldly, uninterested in engaging. Her focus remained on the food in the pan.
Su Nian appeared troubled.
"But wouldn't that be too unfair to you?"
Su Wanwan lifted her gaze, her eyes cool and limpid like autumn water.
"What exactly do you mean by 'unfair'?"
Su Nian made a coy little sound, resting her chin in her hand, playing the role of an innocent darling.
"PKs are all about who gets more gifts. If you don't perform, how will they send you anything?"
Judging from Su Wanwan's meager gift leaderboard, it was obvious her fans weren't interested in what she was streaming.
Su Wanwan gave a faint, mocking smile.
"A gift competition? Let's not. I wouldn't want you to lose too miserably."
Her fans were already itching to splurge, fingers hovering over the recharge button.
Su Nian tapped her chin in mock thought.
"Well, that's true. After all, your fiancé is filthy rich—he could drop fifty million at a racing event on a whim."
"If he suddenly decided to make an anonymous account and donate, I'd be doomed for sure."
Her implication sent her fans into a frenzy.
[Who could outspend Young Master Fu?]
[Ugh, so unfair to our Nian Nian!]
[Su Wanwan loves picking on her! What a disgusting woman!]
Su Wanwan's voice remained calm:
"If you know you're going to lose, why come here and embarrass yourself?"