"That mistress is disgusting!"

"A true Lianhua in the flesh, finding a backup like that is quite impressive."

"Have you noticed? She never used to post pictures of her home address, but now she’s flaunting her mansion. Why do you think that might be? Of course, she’s climbed up to a better branch again!"

"Oh, weren’t she and Professor Fang madly in love? How did they divorce so quickly?"

"What divorce? They didn’t even reconcile."

"Then did they live together for over a year?"

"Professor Fang has no money. Do you recall how the streamer’s previous two marriages ended?"

Anyway, whenever Song Qing streams, there is always a crowd in the live chat enlightening the audience on her romantic history. Even though she bans one batch of users after another, there’s still a swarm of Water Army stirring things up.

Initially, her fans were disbelieving and angry, but once the real evidence was exposed in the comments, they became dumbfounded. The more they talked about it, the more irritable it became. Gradually, some old fans couldn’t bear her past and left, while those who stayed were being bombarded and educated daily. These online events also impacted everyday life, leading to impatience and withdrawal.

Song Qing was thoroughly resentful, strongly suspecting Ye Qiu was behind it. Yet, she had no evidence and wasn’t in any position to challenge Ye Qiu.

The boyfriend she recently got involved with? Unfortunately, she only realized after moving in that her boyfriend was actually married. She couldn’t bring herself to leave, deciding instead to endure, as she hadn’t enjoyed a luxurious life in a long time.

That man would certainly not risk his wife finding out about such trivial matters, and her suspicion extended not only to Ye Qiu but also to Bingwen. Who should she retaliate against?

It would be futile to go up against Ye Qiu, and confronting Bingwen might result in mutual destruction. Hence, she could only tolerate it and watch as her fan count dwindled.

Luckily, the man was generous towards her, making her less dependent on the income from her streaming career.

But Song Qing soon realized how naive that thought was, and how unreliable it was to rely on a man.

On a sunny morning, a certain wealthy lady instructed by Ye Qiu stormed into her husband’s Golden House Hiding Beauty villa, hurling insults, fighting, and taking pictures as evidence.

"Don’t let me see you here again. Get out of here. Spending my money to feed you? Don’t even think about taking a single thing. Aren’t you a streamer? If I see you online I’ll expose your dirty deeds every time." The lady waved her phone arrogantly, instructing others to eject her.

Even if Song Qing is shameless, she felt terrified at this moment, knowing she had many fans, including classmates and acquaintances among them. Though she could explain away her affairs with Bingwen, how could she explain these?

She still had to make a living. She couldn’t imagine the consequences of everyone she knew learning about her scandal, so she could only leave in disgrace.

Song Qing, humiliated beyond measure, vowed to become successful, yet feared the exposure of the material the vengeful lady held, living in constant apprehension.

As years passed, during another New Year, Ye Qiu was once again besieged by Ye Tan and Ye Sheng.

"Are you really not planning to find someone else?"

"Hmm, being alone is quite nice." Ye Qiu responded calmly.

Second Brother Ye frowned, "Could it be you still haven’t moved on from him?"

"Nope."

"Then why?"

"I can eat, sleep, do whatever I want and go wherever I want alone, why add another constraint?" Ye Qiu reasoned.

"What about when you’re old? Don’t you love kids?"

"I’ve got money, so what’s there to fear about aging? As for loving kids, I have Xiao Bo and Cancan." Ye Qiu cheekily grinned at the two children, "When I’m old, will you take care of me?"

"Yes!" they replied in unison, resolutely.

Ye Qiu triumphantly spread her hands, "See, that’s my unbeatable support system."

"You’re so stubborn, always stressing us out," Second Brother Ye sighed in frustration, "We advised against marrying Bingwen, yet you insisted. Now, when we suggest finding a partner again, you choose solitude."

"I’ve come to understand that this is called being a single aristocrat. You can’t comprehend the happiness of being single. Alright, I’m heading off now; I’ve got an online game to play with friends!"

Watching her leave, everyone could only sigh and feel helpless.

"I think being single is not bad for the little sister. As she said, she has money, Xiao Bo, and Cancan, there’s no need to worry about aging. Don’t you think she’s been happier since the divorce?" Fan Ning, Second Brother Ye’s wife, remarked.

"I just fear she still thinks about Bingwen. Have you seen the news lately? Bingwen won an award. I hear the drug he developed is very effective. Did you see his press release? It even includes gratitude and confessions to her." Ye Tan shook his head, "He speaks so emotionally, I almost believed it."

"Has he succeeded?" Ye Sheng pulled out his phone to verify, his frown growing tighter as he read, "Is he still pining for the little sister?"

Fan Ning lamented, "Back then, we almost accepted him. But being entangled with his ex-wife was foolish. I see sincerity in his remorse, but unfortunately, the damage to the little sister is done. What good is it now?"

"Sincerity? To me, it seemed he was without options because Song Qing abandoned him. Nothing more." Second Brother Ye remarked sarcastically, "No way, I need to check on Ye Qiu, lest that shameless guy deceives her again."

"Stay seated." Fan Ning urged, keeping her husband in place, "This is the little sister’s business, and she’ll have her judgments."

"What judgments could she have?"

Fan Ning rolled her eyes at her anxious husband, "The little sister is much smarter than you. Consider her advice to you all these years. Have you ever lost money from it?"

"That’s just luck. Besides, investing and emotions are different."

"The same. The little sister is no longer the girl who only had eyes for love." Fan Ning asserted confidently.

Ye Tan nodded, "Indeed, we should give her room to grow. Besides, being separated for so long, the little sister might not have feelings for Bingwen anymore. Let’s ease our minds for now."

Facing the person standing outside her home, Ye Qiu’s eyes grew cold, "What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

With a tense expression, Bingwen replied, "I bought the house next door. We’re neighbors now."

Ye Qiu gave him a long, hard look and laughed lightly, "Why? No longer dislike villas?"

"I never disliked them..."

Before he could finish, Ye Qiu interrupted, "Well, you disliked me, didn’t you?"

Bingwen’s heart ached as he forced himself to speak, "Sorry, I was confused back then."

"Whatever your thoughts were, we have no connection anymore. I don’t like neighbors dropping in. Let’s keep our interactions to a minimum." With that, she entered her house, giving Bingwen no chance.

Staring at the closed door, Bingwen stood stunned. His lips paled, gaze downcast, before slowly retreating to his home.