Barrage
Send sugar, send sugar, this couple is actually real.
Sis, turn on donations, we want to pitch in.
Chen Yihan, let go of the village belle, she’s mine.
Ah ah ah! Oh my god, this sweetness is making dizzy!
The two of them really are straight out of a romcom!
The two looked at these comnts, feeling that these people truly enjoyed stirring the pot.
This is basically leeching! Chen Yinghan, you’re good friends, please leave her alone.
Chen Yinghan, do you want to be famous that badly? Leeching off your good friend.
Disgusting. Lv Fangxin really isn’t so innocent little white flower.
The two felt anger in their hearts at these nasty comnts but couldn’t show it.
"What are all of you saying! I was just invited to Yinghan’s house for a gathering, planning to eat hot pot, and since I just finished filming, my hair felt gross, so I washed it."
"Maybe everyone wants our sugar too much! But seriously, there’s no sugar!"
The two felt that this was the best acting performance they’d ever delivered, but the barrage still didn’t let up.
"No worries, let them misunderstand! Just think of it as giving them sugar!" Lv Fangxin said helplessly.
"Eating sugar late at night will give you cavities!" Chen Yinghan made a joke.
"There’s no choice, they’re so eager to consu it." Lv Fangxin sighed and shook her cute little head.
The two started joking around, but the barrage kept shipping them enthusiastically.
At this mont, the diehard antis of the two, other celebrities’ haters, and so random trolls appeared.
These people began to post all sorts of offensive comnts.
But soon, they were all kicked out of the livestream room, and a flood of comnts praising the friendship between the two appeared.
Lv Fangxin knew that Zhou Dan’s team was organizing people to control the narrative for them.
Galaxy
"Sister Qingjia, are those two really a thing?"
"I don’t know."
"Even you can’t tell?"
"The circles they’re in are so ssy. It’s not necessarily because they’re genuinely close; it could also be for so purpose."
Yu Qingjia looked carefully at Lv and Chen on the screen, still unsure if they were faking it or doing sothing else.
"For so purpose? Does Lv Fangxin really need Chen Yinghan to help her get resources?"
"Not necessarily resources, but Chen Yinghan’s family is famously wealthy."
"Lv Fangxin has only been popular for a few months. What money could she have, and who can guarantee she’ll really stay famous?"
Wang Yiran felt her friend didn’t have a high opinion of newcors to this industry.
"But Lv Fangxin really is quite famous, and so is Ye Yuwei."
"Their fa is superficial. Artists need solid works, or the fans will eventually abandon them for soone hotter."
"But..."
"Isn’t this a perfect example? Look how many fans we still have in our pocket. These fangirls always talk about their unchanging love for us, but as soon as there’s a bigger idol, they all flee."
Yu Qingjia’s words left Wang Yiran looking gloomy. Just a little while ago, the two’s livestream room only had about 120–130 viewers left, while normally, they would have 5,000–6,000 watching.
Mansion
Ye Yuwei and the others were also watching the two’s livestream.
Zhang Zijing, Li Zing, and Lai Ruoxuan weren’t there because of filming a variety show, but the rest were sitting in the hall.
"What are they trying to pull? How can they broadcast sothing like this so recklessly?" Wu Zixuan said angrily.
"This incident is going to put us all in a passive position—what will outsiders think of us?" ng ixuan’s face was also unpleasant.
"Chen Yinghan, seriously, why didn’t she end the livestream at that ti?" Duan Yuxin naturally sided with her own sis.
"Exactly. She should’ve been more mindful about livestreaming there." Wu Zixuan sounded even more displeased with Chen Yinghan.
"Mr. Zhou’s side is handling it; I don’t think things will turn out too bad," Jiang ngqi said, remaining relatively calm.
On their side, Fu Xiaoyu and Yang Ni had already arrived at Chen Yinghan’s place.
Just as Zhou Dan predicted, there were already tons of people openly and secretly taking photos there.
Li Ke held his telephoto cara, sitting in his second-hand minivan, staring at the gates of the luxurious mansion.
He was supposed to go ho after overti work but imdiately ca over when he saw this big news.
As a semi-professional fan, he had long since figured out the residences of Lv and Chen.
While Lv Fangxin believed she had kept things quite secretive, in reality, Li Ke had a firm grasp on her movents.
To help his idol, Li Ke had even used his position as a big-na fan to mislead those trailing Lv Fangxin a few tis.
Livestream Room
"Fu Xiaoyu and Yang Ni have arrived," Chen Yinghan said, picking up a phone placed just out of view of the screen.
"Ah! Great, my rice cakes are here too." Lv Fangxin acted all surprised.
"Let’s go down, though eating hot pot this late is kind of dumb, isn’t it?"
Chen Yinghan put her livestreaming phone on a selfie stick, reducing the shooting angle to avoid exposing the interior of her ho.
"Haha, nothing we can do. It was agreed for 9 PM, but they finished work late," Lv Fangxin said, sticking to the script as she covered for gaps.
The two went down to the dining room, where an auntie had already prepared the hot pot for them.
Fu Xiaoyu and Yang Ni silently marveled at the wealth of Chen Yinghan’s family.
Though their own mansion was already quite nice, Yang Ni’s family was wealthy too.
But compared to this place, theirs could only be described as shabby.
Fu Xiaoyu secretly applauded; no wonder Chen Yinghan was dubbed the "queen of the four rich girls."
"Sorry, I didn’t expect the shoot to drag on so late." Fu Xiaoyu apologized sincerely, also keeping to the script.
Her words were half-truth and half-lie: it was true the show taping had run late, but the lie was that they’d originally gone back to their mansion before being pulled here to "clear the air."
"You guys didn’t skip als waiting for us, did you?" Yang Ni joked.
"Actually, we already ate," Lv Fangxin laughed.
"What! Heartbroken, heartbroken. We didn’t even snack in the car just to eat with you!"
Yang Ni started acting pitifully.
"Sorry, sorry!"
"I’m leaving. I’m taking the rice cakes with too."
"Ah! Don’t! My rice cakes... Yang Ni Ni!"
Seeing Lv Fangxin’s overacting, Yang Ni couldn’t help shivering inwardly.
Chen Yinghan, however, quietly pulled Lv Fangxin closer.
"Let’s dig in! I am seriously feeling hungry!"
Fu Xiaoyu smirked and sat on the luxurious oak chair.
At this point, the barrage had finally cald down a bit.
Chen Yinghan smiled at the screen: "Everyone, take a look at our al today."
Lv Fangxin picked up a platter of at and pretended to put it into the pot: "Today, I’m fulfilling my dream of endless at!"
The four easily handled the filming while eating and chatting.
Chen Yinghan took the chance to turn off her phone.
"Phew! So tiring!" Yang Ni collapsed onto her chair.
"Don’t relax too much. There are still plenty of caras outside," Fu Xiaoyu said, setting her chopsticks down.
"Sorry for causing you trouble." Lv Fangxin turned into a little white rabbit, bowing her head.
Chen Yinghan looked at her with sympathy but didn’t say much since she also shared bla for this ss: "Xiaoyu, Yang Ni, thank you."
"Thanks for what? We’re all in the sa team as Fangxin," Yang Ni smiled.
"Fangxin, Mr. Zhou is very upset this ti. You need to apologize to him when you go back," Yang Ni said sternly to Lv Fangxin.
"Mm! I will definitely admit my mistake to Mr. Zhou." Lv Fangxin nodded seriously.
She understood clearly that the company had likely poured significant resources into handling this "clarification."
All of this would bring unnecessary financial losses to the company.
The four lapsed into silent contemplation.
Chen Yinghan, in truth, was not close to Yang Ni and the others, but she could tell Lv Fangxin genuinely cared deeply for them.
Originally, she had doubted the bond within their team, but now she realized she’d been wrong.
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