I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 30: Follow and See

Jin Fan felt like he was forgetting something. He thought for a moment, then it came to him.

Shen Zhiyao had come over yesterday. He didn’t know what she did, but it had made him feel incredibly comfortable!

So, the reason he’d woken up wasn’t because of the hospital’s excellent medical care, but because of Shen Zhiyao.

’And after that, what was it Shen Zhiyao said...?’

’That’s right, the livestream!’

Jin Fan fumbled around anxiously. "Phone. Mom, where’s my phone?"

"Why are you looking for your phone the moment you wake up? It was smashed to smithereens in the car crash. I’ve already had my assistant order you the latest Apple model."

"Mom, just let me use your phone for a second! I have to watch the livestream!"

"At a time like this, you still want to watch a livestream? You want to see that female streamer, don’t you? You actually believe in that kind of charlatan? And you even let her peddle her hocus-pocus on her Douyin Live Stream! I’ve already had someone get her account banned. From now on, you’re not to have any contact with her."

"Mom, how could you just get someone’s account banned like that!"

In his agitation, Jin Fan tried to grab Mrs. Jin, but the movement was too much, and he fell right off the bed.

Mrs. Jin cried out in alarm and rushed forward to help him up.

It was only then that Jin Fan realized his torso was completely numb.

"What’s happening to me? Why can I only move my head, shoulders, and arms? Why can’t I feel my torso?"

"The doctor said your spine was shattered... you’re paralyzed. Calm down! Mom will find you the best surgical specialist. There will definitely be some improvement."

"Pa-pa-pa... Paralyzed?"

’Paralyzed? Does that mean I’ll never get out of bed again? That I’ll have to eat, drink, shit, and piss all in bed for the rest of my life? Is my life completely ruined?’

’No! I can’t accept this! I absolutely refuse to accept this!’

In his panic, he thought of Shen Zhiyao again. ’He was so badly injured, but Shen Zhiyao still managed to wake him up. She must have a way to fix his broken bones.’

At this thought, Jin Fan suddenly shouted, "I want to see Great-Grandmother! Mom, go get my Great-Grandmother! She’s the only one who can save me!"

"What Great-Grandmother? Isn’t your great-grandmother in the family tomb?"

"Not our great-grandmother! She’s a streamer on Douyin Live Stream. I call her Great-Grandmother, and she’s the only one who can save me now."

"Ridiculous! You want to call a streamer your great-grandmother? You’ll be the death of your father and me!"

"Mom, hurry and get her for me! If you won’t go, I’ll go myself!"

"Quick! The patient is having an emotional breakdown after learning he’s paralyzed! Get a sedative, stat!"

"Let go of me! Let go of me! Help! They’re killing me!"

"..."

On that day, the news that the female Metaphysic streamer on Douyin had her account banned quickly shot to the top of the trending topics.

After hearing the news, many of her fans flocked to Weibo to demand justice for Shen Zhiyao.

Of course, even more people who were unaware of the real story thought the ban was a good thing, believing that such streams, which promoted backwards superstitions, deserved to be shut down.

When Zhou Ye saw the news, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These days, whoever controls the traffic controls the narrative.

He was terrified that once Shen Zhiyao made it big, she would expose everything he’d done and completely ruin his reputation.

Now, her account was banned, and it was Mrs. Jin who had made it happen. Without an order from Mrs. Jin, no one would dare unban her.

Because of this, no livestreaming platform would dare let Shen Zhiyao appear on screen.

On top of that, Kang Naixin brought him some good news: the deal with the reality show had been finalized, and the director had agreed to have Zhou Ye on their dating program.

As long as he performed well this time, Zhou Ye’s popularity was sure to recover, and his career could reach a new height!

To thank Kang Naixin for her help, Zhou Ye made himself look exceptionally handsome that evening before stepping into her private villa.

’To be honest, he didn’t like Kang Naixin at all.’

’Kang Naixin was a full fifteen years his senior. With makeup, she looked bright, bold, and gentle, but without it, she was downright frightening.’

’Her skin was fair, her cheekbones prominent, and paired with her triangular eyes, she looked exceptionally creepy. Even her tight skin couldn’t hide her vicious-looking face.’

’But Kang Naixin had status and wealth in the industry and could help him advance his career, so no matter how terrified he was in bed, he did his best to please her.’

It was at times like these that he was reminded of how good Shen Zhiyao was.

’She was young, beautiful, gentle, and kind-hearted, not ruthless and unscrupulous like Kang Naixin.’

’Realizing he was thinking of someone he shouldn’t be, Zhou Ye quickly snapped out of it. How could he be thinking of Shen Zhiyao? That bitch was nowhere near good enough for him! Once he hit the big time, would he ever be lacking for young, beautiful women?’

...

Li Ruonan lived in the Qinghua Community in Beijing City.

After the livestream was interrupted last night, she had tried every way she could think of to contact Shen Zhiyao, but failed.

Shen Zhiyao didn’t have a Weibo or any other social media accounts. With her Douyin Live Stream account banned, private messages simply wouldn’t go through.

Li Ruonan was worried sick. Since last night, her daughter Li Jiajun had been running a high fever that wouldn’t break, and the ulcerating lesions on her skin continued to spread.

At this rate, Li Jiajun was on the road to death.

It was now midnight. Li Jiajun suddenly sat up in bed, and, wearing her pajamas, walked barefoot towards the door.

Li Ruonan, who was keeping a close watch on her daughter, heard the noise and immediately followed. "Jiajun, it’s so late. Where are you going?"

Li Jiajun’s eyes were vacant. She moved forward mechanically, ignoring her mother’s words completely.

Li Ruonan tried to pull her back, but Li Jiajun had suddenly become incredibly strong. With a simple shove, she sent Li Ruonan sprawling on the ground, blood starting to trickle from her forehead.

Ignoring her own injury, she scrambled to her feet and chased after her.

"Jiajun, wait for me! Where are you going!"

She chased her all the way downstairs and was about to block her path when she heard a clear, bright voice from behind her. "If you can’t stop her, then don’t. Let’s see where she’s going."

Li Ruonan turned her head and saw a tall, slender woman walk out of the darkness.

She was wearing a dark green cheongsam, paired with a dark brown shawl.

A hairpin was thrust diagonally into her bun, giving her a somewhat coquettish look, yet she exuded an air of cold detachment.

Li Ruonan’s expression froze for a moment before she belatedly recognized Shen Zhiyao. "You’re that streamer?"

She was much more beautiful in person than in her videos; Li Ruonan hadn’t recognized her at first.

Li Ruonan didn’t have time to ask why she was here. She just said urgently, "My daughter... I don’t know where she’s going, and I can’t stop her no matter what I do! Streamer, please, you have to help me stop her!"

Shen Zhiyao said, "Since she insists on going, why try to force her to stay? Let’s follow her and see."

"But I’m afraid my daughter will be in danger!"

"Will locking her up at home keep her out of danger? This problem needs to be solved."

The silent depths of the night, a deserted street.

The girl, still in her pajamas, walked barefoot across a road littered with broken glass, finally arriving at a secluded street.

The street was paved with sharp stones. Her feet were cut and bleeding, but she seemed completely unaware, simply continuing her mechanical advance.

As she watched the girl wander into an increasingly remote area, Li Ruonan’s heart leaped into her throat...