The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 72

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Compared to the five to six million viewers on Fang Junyan's livestream, their mere 200,000 viewers felt like tiny shrimp in the vast ocean. Their counterattacks were as useless as trying to stop a car with a mantis' arm.

In the silence of the livestream, Fang Junyan spoke first, "Lately, Miss Yu's name has been making waves in the Xuanmen Sect. May I ask which sect you belong to?"

"Tianyuan Sect."

"Tianyuan Sect?" Fang Junyan mentally went through the sects he knew, confirming that it wasn't one of the big ones he was familiar with, and relaxed.

A small sect wouldn't be a problem—it wouldn't lead to provoking bigger powers.

His smile deepened as he said, "Since fate has brought us together ahead of time, how about we take this opportunity to spar a bit?"

Yu Yuan finally looked at him seriously and asked in a neutral tone, "Spar in what?"

"I've heard Miss Yu is very skilled in face reading. How about we make that our competition?" Fang Junyan smiled charmingly.

"Sure." Yu Yuan, who hadn't yet picked a lucky participant, readily agreed to his suggestion.

She leaned back slightly in her chair. "As for who to read, let's draw from your livestream audience."

Fang Junyan: "Sounds good."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the fans who had been insulting her in his livestream rushed back to Yu Yuan's stream.

To be read by Junyan himself—what kind of blessing was this?

Soon, Fang Junyan had his result. The person he had drawn was a boy with soft, pale yellow hair, looking clean and adorable.

The boy's name was "Yan Yan," and he seemed shocked to be chosen. As soon as he was connected, his smile couldn't be suppressed, and he excitedly greeted Fang Junyan, "Hello, Junyan! Junyan, can you see me?"

The boy's voice came through, sounding just as soft and cute as his appearance.

Fang Junyan nodded at Yu Yuan and then responded to the boy, "I can hear you loud and clear."

Yan Yan couldn't hide his excitement, "I can hear you too! Junyan, your voice is so nice!"

Fang Junyan accepted the compliment gracefully, thanked him, and then asked, "Miss Yu and I are currently sparring. Would you like to be our subject?"

With those deep, affectionate eyes of his gazing at him, Yan Yan didn't hesitate for a second. His little legs were trembling with excitement. "Of course I would!"

Fang Junyan smiled as he looked at Yu Yuan. "Miss Yu, shall we... who goes first?"

"I'll go first," Yu Yuan said, looking at Yan Yan's handsome face. She suddenly snorted coldly.

"Your Career Palace is in red, which means your career is currently on the rise. Moreover, the energy of your Career Palace resonates with the House of the Couple, indicating that many people like you, and not just a few... You should still be a rookie artist just starting out."

Yan Yan, who had originally looked down on Yu Yuan, couldn't help but show a trace of shock mixed with the disdain in his eyes, making his clean and delicate face twist a little.

But after all, they were in the same industry—who knows, they might have met before.

Yan Yan quickly shook off his surprise, nodding indifferently, "Yeah, I'm a rookie just starting out."

[No wonder he's so good-looking, turns out he's an idol!]

[If you like Junyan, then we're good friends! Gonna go follow him now!]

...

Looking at the rising number of fans along with the comments, Yan Yan covered his mouth, his earlier joy now tinged with a slightly unnatural performance. He pretended to be touched, eyes wide. "Oh my god! Sisters, you're so kind! You actually care about me, this nobody who's been ignored!"

"Been ignored?" Yu Yuan lifted her eyelids when she heard that. "How could you be ignored?"

She glanced at the chaotic peach blossom lines behind him. "If we count the men and women behind you, you actually have five sugar daddies, ah."

The livestreams from both sides fell silent at the same time, and even Fang Junyan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Yan Yan's face instantly turned pale.

Before he could defend himself, Fang Junyan's fans started firing back:

[Five sugar daddies? All from the industry? You really think everyone's an idiot? A time management master, huh?]

[Laughing to death, if Yan Yan really had five sugar daddies, why would he still be in this state of being a nobody today?]

[Seeing Yan Yan is one of our Junyan's fans, so now you're just spouting nonsense, huh? Yu Yuan, your methods are truly despicable!]

[Tsk tsk tsk, what was I even expecting? It's all just a script anyway. Instead of focusing on your mysterious persona, I'd suggest you try being a screenwriter. Gotta say, you've got some talent...]

...

Countless sarcastic comments flashed through the livestream chat, and Yan Yan, who had been panicking, suddenly regained his composure.

He took a deep breath, quickly formulating a countermeasure in his mind.

Lifting his head, he instantly assumed the image of a delicate flower being oppressed by a senior, unable to fight back.

"I..."

He hesitated, pursing his lips, his beautiful eyebrows knitting slightly. The words he had prepared were abruptly cut off the moment he looked into Yu Yuan's eyes.

How could he describe those eyes?

It seemed like there was nothing in them, but just the mere lack of emotion when she looked at him made him feel like all his secrets were laid bare.

In that instant, he felt like a jumping clown, while she was simply sitting in the audience, expressionless, watching him desperately put on a show to make people laugh.

The sense of shame that had disappeared long ago suddenly surged back like a tidal wave.

Yan Yan: "..."

His silence lasted a bit too long, and fans in the livestream began to get anxious.

[Why isn't Yan Yan saying anything?]

[Brother, don't be scared of her! We're both in the industry, we know how important reputation is. If she's making things up about us, we'll just send her a lawyer's letter!]

[What's going on with this person? You're representing Junyan's image, come on, say something!]

[Is he feeling guilty?]

...

Seeing the comment questioning whether he felt guilty, Yan Yan snapped out of his shame.

Having been a nobody for so many years, going through all sorts of ups and downs, now that he was about to step onto the true star path, how could he falter just when he was so close to the finish line?!

He turned his head away, deliberately not looking into Yu Yuan's eyes. This weak posture made him appear even more like a victim who dared not speak up.

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