This was the other woman from Wang's video—his so-called girlfriend.
And now, she was leaning intimately on Chen Feixue's shoulder, her voice soft and sweet with a flirtatious tone.
[Oh my god!!!!]
[Wha-what the—!]
[Are they really together?]
[Wang, you okay?]
Their affectionate posture quickly made their relationship clear to everyone watching.
Wang's jaw nearly hit the table. He stammered,
"Rourou, you… How could you be with this she-devil!"
Seemingly startled by his outburst, the girl looked up to see Wang's large, fleshy face.
A look of disgust flickered across her face, and her tone was merciless.
"If you hadn't lied to me, I never would have known I'd accidentally become the other woman! It was Feixue who talked sense into me and helped me move on! And who are you calling a she-devil? You're the fat pig!"
[So she was tricked!]
[Wow, Wang's really something else!]
[I just wanna ask Wang how he feels right now.]
[This is tragic, but I can't stop laughing, hahaha!]
"And the baby! Didn't I tell you I didn't want kids? I can't believe you went behind my back and messed with things. And you insisted I give you a son—is your brain clogged with shit or something?!"
Rourou's tone was furious and her words were harsh, but the live chat was filled with cheers.
[Hahaha, I'm dying!]
[Maybe it really is clogged with something, lol.]
[Fam, look at Wang's face, hahaha.]
[I'm seeing shades of purple, green, red, and white. I'm dead!]
Finally, unable to bear the humiliation any longer, Wang abruptly disconnected.
Su Nian blinked, watching the two girls before her.
Their styles were completely different and their personalities were worlds apart, yet somehow, they looked perfectly harmonious together.
Finally, Chen Feixue asked worriedly, "Master, with this whole thing blowing up, will there be any negative consequences for us later on?"
Even though they were abroad, they still had friends and family back in the country and worried about how this would affect them.
After all, the juicy gossip about Wang was already spreading like wildfire.
Even the viewers in the live chat were getting concerned.
[Yeah, that's a good point.]
[With this much attention, they'll have no privacy.]
[I have another idea, though. They could become influencers!]
[The person above is right, being an influencer is super profitable.]
[Yeah! If they made accounts, I'd totally follow them.]
"There will certainly be an impact. But from reading your face, I see you're about to come into a great fortune. The internet can be a double-edged sword; it all depends on whether you can wield it properly."
Chen Feixue was very sharp. After thinking over Su Nian's words for a moment, she understood exactly what she meant.
'If she played her cards right, this sudden exposure and the massive influx of followers could actually be a blessing in disguise.'
Su Nian continued, "Your life was always meant to be a smooth and successful one. Now that your greatest trial is over, things will only get better and better for you."
Chen Feixue nodded. With an arm around Rourou, she sincerely thanked Su Nian, sent her three 'Carnival' gifts, and then left the stream.
[Pretty lady, don't go! Chat some more!]
[We saw a lot of beautiful women today, but none of them can replace our streamer in my heart.]
Su Nian glanced at the screen full of comments and smiled faintly.
"Alright, everyone, that's all for today's stream. I'll see you all tomorrow at eight p.m. sharp!"
[No, Streamer, don't go! It was just getting good!]
Despite their pleas for her to stay, Su Nian simply gave a small smile and decisively ended the stream.
'She had a tough battle to fight today.'
Getting up, Su Nian tossed out all the white clothes in her closet—they were nothing but props to maintain her persona.
The Su Family had never approved of Cheng Jing'an, and since Su Nian had previously been focused solely on completing her mission, she had moved out to live on her own.
Today was her father's birthday banquet, and as his daughter, Su Nian was naturally expected to attend.
Not bothering with any elaborate styling, Su Nian chose a figure-hugging, red fishtail dress with spaghetti straps, speckled with glitter. It effortlessly accentuated her ample bust, curvaceous hips, and slender waist.
Her freshly painted nails, alternating between red and black, looked both fierce and sultry.
The system had always forced Su Nian to play the part of a pitiable damsel to win Cheng Jing'an's affection.
The real Su Nian, however, preferred black and red—colors that were bold, mysterious, and dangerous.
As she applied her lipstick, she saw that the girl in the mirror's long, straight black hair was now styled in lazy, casual curls.
Beside her lay a few photos of Cheng Jing'an.
To make her act convincing, the old Su Nian had kept several pictures of him around the house.
Her slender, fair hand picked them up. With a careless smile, Su Nian watched as the photos quickly vanished in a flash of flame.
Her red lips curved into a smirk as she gazed at her coolly glamorous reflection.
'The show is about to begin.'
On three-inch heels, Su Nian stepped into the banquet hall.
Her pace was slow, yet the hem of her skirt remained perfectly still. Each light step landed with undeniable presence.
Su Nian habitually tilted her chin up slightly. At these kinds of events, she was long used to being the center of attention, her expression perfectly composed.
Freed from the need to maintain her persona, the cloyingly sweet smile she once faked was gone.
Her stunning eyes were like bottomless pools, holding all her power in their depths—like a predator with its claws retracted.
Without a single word, she had already outshone every other socialite in the room.
They all moved in the same circles and knew each other well.
Besides, Su Nian had been imperious and headstrong since she was a child. It was only for Cheng Jing'an that she had humbled herself to play the part of a Little White Lotus for a while.
Even then, Su Nian had remained an object of admiration. Her family background, combined with her own talent and beauty, was more than enough to place her at the very top.
"Su Nian, what took you so long!"
A girl in a blue evening gown walked over to Su Nian.
Su Nian chuckled. "I had a spat with my father a while back and moved out for a bit. The place is far, so I'm late. I'll be moving back in a few days, though."
Noticing that Su Nian hadn't mentioned Cheng Jing'an once, the girl immediately understood.
'Su Nian must have finally gotten tired of that idiot Cheng.'
"That's true. It is much more convenient living at home."
"Exactly. It'll be easier for us to hang out," another girl chimed in as she joined them.
As the heiress to the Su Family, one of the most prominent elite families, Su Nian was naturally their leader.
She was always the one everyone fawned over, and no one dared to say anything to get on her bad side.
Within minutes, a crowd had formed around Su Nian.
Even though Su Nian was standing off to the side, the other young socialites all flocked to her.
Her gaze swept lazily across the room, eventually landing on two people kissing in the back garden. A faint, unreadable smile touched Su Nian's lips.
"I didn't expect things to be so interesting in the back garden."
Su Nian chuckled softly, lightly twirling a strand of hair around her finger.
Everyone followed her gaze and saw Cheng Jing'an locked in a passionate kiss with a girl in a server's uniform.