CHAPTER 305: CHAPTER 305: THEY ARE ALL A BUNCH OF VAMPIRES

Qingyue is selling misery in his live streams, accusing Sang Ning of being the biggest gangster in the entertainment industry.

But apart from the bruises on his body, he can’t produce a shred of tangible evidence.

Still, it doesn’t stop his legion of brainless fans and clueless bystanders from chasing after Sang Ning with insults.

Especially since Duan Wenhu often makes appearances in Qingyue’s live streams, lowering herself and carefully nursing him, quickly crafting an approachable "rich girlfriend" persona.

Their relationship has been completely whitewashed into a normal boyfriend-girlfriend image. Although some people feel Qingyue is faking it, deliberately portraying a pure-hearted persona, the explosive news of him dating the female CEO of Hai Chuan Entertainment is enough to muddle the direction of online discussions.

Qingyue’s live stream has started again.

Duan Wenhu and her assistant are busy dressing up the streaming room; Qingyue has recovered from his hospital stay and is temporarily living in her mansion.

The theme of Qingyue’s live stream has shifted from hospital treatment to courtyard rehab, moving his stream location from the hospital to the backyard of her home.

According to their plan, she and Qingyue are now focused on creating the narrative of people forced into tranquility after facing injustice.

Initially, both of them looked down on live streaming, feeling it was beneath them.

But after Qingyue’s first live stream, the unexpected traffic surprised them.

By selling misery, not only did Qingyue gain a surge of followers, but even Duan Wenhu’s business Weibo account gained a significant number of fans. Astonishingly, Hai Chuan Entertainment’s stock price started climbing as well.

Businesspeople are all profit-driven. Under these circumstances, Duan Wenhu suddenly had no qualms about showing her face in public or creating fake "couple content" with the young male celebrity.

When Qingyue re-entered the entertainment industry, his initial goal was to climb to the top of the A-list, but the sugar mommy scandal has dampened his future prospects.

But live streaming... that’s a whole different ball game. Live streaming opened up a new possibility for him.

In just a few days, the number of followers he gained through live streaming has far surpassed his previous records. If this momentum continues, carving out a path in the live streaming world might make him even more money than in the entertainment industry.

As long as he can earn money and gain enough influence, he’ll have the confidence to kick Duan Wenhu, that old woman, out of his life someday.

Duan Wenhu and Qingyue are both scheming behind each other’s backs, but neither hesitates to leech off Sang Ning, intent on exploiting every last bit of her value.

The live streaming backdrop has been set up, but Qingyue feels the camera angle is off. Without hesitation, he stands up directly from his wheelchair and walks over to the stand to adjust the angle.

Seeing him stand up, Duan Wenhu’s heart skips a beat. "Xiao Yue, sit down quickly. What if the netizens see that your leg is healed?"

"Don’t worry, Sister Hui. The stream hasn’t officially started yet," Qingyue turns his head and gives Duan Wenhu an OK gesture.

Duan Wenhu breathes a sigh of relief. Aside from leeching off Sang Ning, Qingyue’s injuries are also crucial for maintaining their "selling misery" act. She’s terrified of him slipping up.

After adjusting the angle, Qingyue titles the stream with #Injustice Prevails, May Heaven Deliver Fairness!#.

Once everything is ready, Qingyue sits back into his wheelchair, and Duan Wenhu quickly applies another layer of foundation to her face, even skipping lipstick to create a haggard appearance.

The moment the stream goes live, a flood of viewers pours into the chat, including plenty of Water Army members intentionally hired by Duan Wenhu.

Their live stream follows the usual routine: Duan Wenhu ostentatiously massages Qingyue’s shoulders and back, while Qingyue dons an affectionate expression to comfort Duan Wenhu, telling her she’s worked too hard.

Duan Wenhu’s personal image isn’t bad. According to netizens, she’s a beautiful, wealthy, successful female entrepreneur, coupled with Qingyue’s looks—a pairing more than sufficient, attracting plenty of "CP shippers."

The conversation between Qingyue and Duan Wenhu is nothing more than the usual topics between couples, occasionally interacting with the audience in the live stream. They never mention Sang Ning, but the chat messages are already painting the picture.

[I can’t even imagine what kind of person Sang Ning is. Her background must be terrifying if even President Duan avoids mentioning her name.]

[Speaking of background, wasn’t Sang Ning connected to the Chu Family? But she’s already been kicked out by them—what backing does she have now?]

[Isn’t this just a case of the reckless taking on the careful? Everyone knows about the Sang Family—each of them has a terrible attitude, like outlaws. You’ve got to be cautious dealing with people like them; what if they suddenly snap and start a vengeful rampage?]

[It’s not as exaggerated as you’re saying. Sang Ning isn’t some immortal who can stalk President Duan wherever she goes. She’s the CEO, after all, with bodyguards, not someone you can just harm at whim.]

[Who knows? Isn’t Qingyue himself a prime example? Nothing in this world is that absolute.]

Qingyue occasionally sneaks glances at the follower count in the background. The current numbers seem satisfactory.

Aside from tracking data, he actively engages with the audience, randomly selecting comments to respond to.

[Qingyue, I still want to ask seriously—aren’t you just Duan Wenhu’s boy toy? Your interactions feel so fake, nowhere close to genuine lovers. And when Duan Wenhu looks at you, even when she tries her hardest to contain herself, the disdain on her face is impossible to hide.]

This comment is particularly sharp; both Qingyue and Duan Wenhu see it simultaneously.

Qingyue’s heart tightens suddenly. The keen eye of netizens is terrifying.

Meanwhile, Duan Wenhu’s lips maintain their upward curve, but her eyes have started to fill with a chilling resentment.

Does Qingyue truly resent her?

Duan Wenhu has never bothered studying Qingyue’s facial expressions closely, but could he really dislike her?

"Of course not! Sister Hui and I are a real couple—so real it couldn’t be truer. We’re open to everyone’s doubts but won’t accept baseless insults!"

Qingyue hesitates for just a second before pulling Duan Wenhu into an embrace, staring at her lovingly and planting a kiss on her forehead.

[Ahhhhhh!!!! Qingyue is too good at this!]

[Who doesn’t want a loyal puppy like him?]

[The earlier commenter must be a Sang Ning fan. The main culprit lashes out while her fans defame others here. Truly disgusting.]

Duan Wenhu instinctively leans back slightly, avoiding Qingyue. She’s still uncomfortable with intimate gestures in front of the camera.

Meanwhile, at another location outside a massive screen displaying the live stream.

"Sis, this high-legged chicken is way out of line! It’s been days, and he’s still streaming under the pretense that you’ve persecuted him!"

Sang Chuan glares at the live stream, agitatedly scratching his head.

His schooling problem has yet to be resolved, leaving him no choice but to remain unemployed like his sister for now.

Every time he opens social media, it’s flooded with recommendations for Qingyue and Duan Wenhu’s live stream—a sight that only fuels his frustration.