Su Nian returned home. Before stepping inside, she glanced at the clock on the wall. It was just a little past seven.
Tonight, at midnight, someone would come looking for her.
At her usual time, Su Nian started her livestream.
As soon as she went live, a horde of viewers flooded in. Most of them were there because of Yu Xin's death, and a torrent of vitriol began to spam the chat.
[This is the bitch who got our Yu Xin killed?]
[She actually dares to go live? I'm gonna flame the hell out of her.]
[Why don't you die?]
[Why wasn't it you who died?]
[The dead deserve respect. Would it kill you to just apologize?]
[What kind of idiots are still believing her?!]
Su Nian, however, nonchalantly hid the comment overlay, leaving her screen clear.
Then, in a calm, unhurried voice, she said, "Today's livestream has begun. For those of you who want to grab a lucky bag, are you ready?"
[Nobody's gonna want one!]
[You actually believe this scumbag? Well, I'm not grabbing one!]
