My Livestreaming Metaphysics & Gossip Became an Internet Sensation Ch. 88

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In the comments, the trolls were even explaining their own messed-up mindsets when they'd made those rumors. Even when fans and random bystanders were cursing them out, they kept apologizing.

Of course, not everyone was there to say sorry—some of Lai Yunyi's fans still came to trash the young madam. But then a crazy thing happened—the trolls, desperate to redeem themselves, turned around and started flaming those delulu fans.

Sure, those fans knew how to be vicious online, but they were no match for these professional trolls. In the end, they got roasted so hard they didn't dare say a word.

It really was a real-life example of "evil meets its match."

The young lady stared at the comments, which updated with dozens or even hundreds more every time she refreshed, and slowly, her heart started to calm.

She made up her mind—she wasn't deleting her account.

Why should she be the one to leave? These people were the ones who should get lost.

Even though she was thinking that way, she knew the reason she could stand her ground right now was all thanks to Jiang Yiqing. If it weren't for him, she'd definitely still be getting brutally attacked by both camps, and Lai Yunyi would probably still be living large, untouched by consequences.

So yeah, the young lady was seriously, truly grateful to Jiang Yiqing.

She DM'd him a long message full of thanks, and sent him a bunch of gifts too.

—Even when the streamer wasn't live on the Miaomiao app, you could still send them gifts.

After doing all that, the young lady let out a long breath.

Her new life was about to begin.

On the day Lai Yunyi was sentenced, the young madam went to see him. And no, it wasn't because she felt bad—it was for the drama.

She hadn't seen him in months, and now he had a buzzcut. Gone was any trace of the glamorous celeb he used to be. The second he saw her, his eyes turned bloodshot. If not for the glass between them, he might've lunged at her.

But instead of being scared, the young lady actually smiled. "Just came to see how you're doing, Lai Yunyi. Feels nice to lose your freedom, huh?"

"It's all because of you, you stupid b*tch!" Even now, Lai Yunyi still didn't think he'd done anything wrong. He was still blaming everything on her.

In his head, if it weren't for the young madam, he'd still be that adored, top-tier celebrity.

"You just wait. When I get out of here, I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life." Lai Yunyi's grin was twisted, eyes full of hate. Even locked up, he was determined to ruin her peace.

The young lady's fingers trembled for a second, but she quickly composed herself and sneered, "Oh, by the way, did you know I've got a relative in this prison too? Big guy, tall, strong... I wonder how you'll hold up in here."

Lai Yunyi's threats backfired hard—his eyes widened in panic. He tried to say something, but the young madam had already put down the phone. No matter how loud he shouted, she didn't look back and just walked away calmly.

Lai Yunyi— He was staying right where he belonged.

And as for Brother Huang, there was finally some news. He wasn't dead... but he had probably gone insane.

He showed up at the police station reeking like something that had crawled out of a sewer, screaming that he wanted to turn himself in. He begged the cops to arrest him, raving about a ghost that had been following him around nonstop.

The police didn't believe Brother Huang's story, naturally thinking he was just crazy. But he dumped everything all at once—how he'd doxxed people, leaked private info, spread lies... One thing after another, so serious that the officers' expressions turned darker with every sentence.

Was this guy even human?

"No, I'm not. I'm a beast. Please, I'm begging you—just lock me up!" Brother Huang pleaded like a madman, all while sneaking nervous glances at the police station entrance, where a girl stood that none of the cops could see.

He thought once he got inside, she wouldn't be able to follow him in. That's why he confessed so desperately to everything—he just wanted to be locked up.

And in the end, he got his wish.

But just as he was about to let out a sigh of relief, the girl who'd been standing at the door slowly walked right into the station.

"I'll be with you forever," she said softly.

Brother Huang's vision went black. He passed out from fright on the spot.

But that's a story for another time.

After breakfast, Jiang Yiqing tidied up and headed out. He had to stop by the paper goods shop to place an order, then pick up some groceries—Wen Xiuyan was coming over for lunch.

As soon as he stepped out of his building, he noticed a small crowd gathered a little ways ahead.

A few aunties were frowning and chatting about something. Jiang Yiqing didn't think much of it at first—until he heard a dog's desperate yelp as he walked by.

Then he caught what the women were saying.

"That kid's abusing the dog. So heartless."

"Ugh... that cry is awful. Poor thing, it's so cute too. How could anyone do that? I can't even bear to look."

Then came the sound of a child crying.

Jiang Yiqing frowned and stopped in his tracks. Thanks to his height, he could see over the crowd. There was a boy, maybe seven or eight, clutching a little bichon frisé in a death grip.

The poor pup was being squeezed so hard it kept wailing in pain.

At that moment, a woman in her fifties with a head of permed curls came rushing over. Without bothering to understand the situation, she saw her grandson crying and immediately snapped, "You heartless lot! A bunch of adults bullying a little kid?!"

Someone tried to explain—they'd seen the kid hurting the dog and just couldn't watch anymore, so they'd said something.

You'd think, hearing that, she'd at least try to teach her grandson a lesson. But nope. She planted her hands on her hips and snapped back, "Oh wow, so this tiny little thing and you all think it's fine to gang up on my grandson?! Let me tell you—this dog is ours! I bought it as a toy for him! Even if he smashes it or strangles it, it's none of your damn business!"

"You... How could you even say something like that?!" one of the aunties fired back, unable to hold it in.

But seeing the crowd growing and unable to win the argument, the woman just scooped up the bichon, grabbed her grandson, and stormed off. As she left, she even spat on the ground.

Jiang Yiqing watched from a distance as the bichon was carried away. His good mood from earlier completely vanished.

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