No anger, no complaints.
Song Ying’s composed attitude took everyone by surprise.
“Treating shame as an honor—I’ve never seen someone so shameless!”
Zhou Ruoyu sneered, then drew out her words as if suddenly enlightened, “Then again, some people are so desperate for fame they’d throw away their dignity. What does being hated by the entire internet matter? After over twenty years without a taste of popularity, now that they’ve skyrocketed overnight, they must be over the moon, right?”
“It seems some people got a taste of success after stepping on Yuyao to climb the trending charts last time, and now they’re switching to the ‘black-to-red’ strategy. But they’d better be careful not to overdo it and end up with a broken back! Don’t you think so, Yuyao?”
Jiang Yuyao frowned slightly, her expression gentle and kind as she advised, “Ruoyu, say less. I think Miss Song is just temporarily lost. Don’t push her too hard.”
“Even the gossiping maids in those mansion dramas aren’t as petty as the two of you.”
Song Ying was still scrolling through the comments when Qin Shu couldn’t help but mutter this remark.
“Mr. Qin, what do you mean by that?” Zhou Ruoyu glared at Qin Shu. The sight of him reminded her of Qiao Yu, who was now avoiding him, and her anger flared even hotter. “Your girlfriend—”
“So you know she’s my girlfriend?” Qin Shu lifted his eyelids and popped a grape into his mouth. “If I didn’t know better, hearing you go on like this, I’d think she was your girlfriend. And always asking others what they mean—are you incapable of understanding with your own brain?”
“Enough, A Shu.”
Song Ying spoke up to stop Qin Shu.
Zhou Ruoyu had never witnessed just how sharp her husband’s tongue could be. Song Ying was genuinely worried that if Qin Shu didn’t hold back, he might make Zhou Ruoyu cry, turning their justified stance into an unjust one.
Moreover, there was no need to drag men into a quarrel between women.
But Zhou Ruoyu clearly didn’t know when to quit. “Song Ying, stop pretending to be the good person!”
“Miss Zhou, that’s going too far!”
This time, it was Sweet Bean who spoke up. It was her first time confronting Zhou Ruoyu, and her voice trembled slightly, but she mustered all her courage.
“Sister Ying hasn’t even said anything yet, and as soon as she came back, you started making snide remarks. We all understand you’re in a bad mood today, but why take out your frustrations on others just because you’re upset elsewhere? None of us owe you anything, okay!”
[Exactly! Zhou Ruoyu had a fight with Qiao Yu and is taking it out on others. She even mocked our Sweet Bean earlier. If she’s so bold, why not direct her sarcasm at Jiang Yuyao? Isn’t this just another case of bullying the weak and flattering the strong?]
[Zhou Ruoyu has always been a snob. This time, she’s just showing her true colors. And she still tries to market herself as straightforward and honest? Disgusting!]
[Taking Sweet Bean away from this mess! She doesn’t play with trash! Anyone who can anger our sweet girl like this must have something wrong with them.]
Song Ying had few fans, but Sweet Bean was extremely well-liked online.
So when Sweet Bean stepped forward, the comment section, which had been overwhelmingly bashing Song Ying, finally regained some semblance of reason.
“Sister Ying, let’s go somewhere else. Even the air here feels dirty!”
Sweet Bean puffed up like an angry blowfish, grabbed Song Ying’s hand, and tried to pull her away, but Song Ying didn’t budge.
“It’s fine.” Song Ying patted her hand. “Didn’t you say earlier that it would be best to clarify things during today’s livestream? Since Miss Zhou and some netizens think I’m a fraud, if I just leave like this, wouldn’t I be proving them right by acting guilty?”
“But Sister Ying…” Sweet Bean looked worried.”Don’t worry.” Song Ying gently squeezed Sweet Bean’s little hand and asked with a smile, “Do you trust me?”
“Of course I trust you, Sister Ying!” Sweet Bean replied without hesitation.
“Trust me, then sit down.”
Song Ying’s voice was like a mountain spring—clear and steady—smoothly soothing the restlessness in Sweet Bean’s heart.
“Hello, teacher. May I ask if the program team has any other arrangements for tonight? If I address the online doubts during the show, will it affect your normal filming?”
When signing the contract earlier, Song Ying remembered one clause stating that guests could not disrupt the filming schedule due to personal matters. To be cautious, she chose to inquire first.
In the control room, before the staff could respond, the Director eagerly answered.
“Yes! Let her speak!”
He was thrilled—Song Ying clarifying the trending controversy would be the biggest highlight of the day. Only a fool would say no!
Regardless of what Song Ying was like as a person, her ability to stir up storms on trending topics was enough to make the Director secretly rejoice.
“Wait, have her wait two minutes. Let’s insert an ad first! Our sponsor has invested heavily—how could we miss such an important moment?”
As a service provider, the Director was diligent and responsible.
“Also, the publicity department, pay attention: the official blog must immediately post an update announcing Song Ying’s clarification and ensure proper traffic guidance!”
“Technical department, stabilize the lines to avoid any live stream blackouts later!”
Two minutes later, a large number of viewers flooded into the live stream. As time passed, the numbers continued to grow, soon surpassing the highest viewer peak since the premiere of “Journey of Detective Love.”
Not only that, the Director also called over Xiao Yuan, who had interviewed Song Ying during the day, to act as the Host and manage the situation.
In the rush, Xiao Yuan only had time to change her clothes. She hadn’t applied makeup and was still wearing slippers.
But she didn’t mind at all; in fact, she was somewhat excited. However, due to running in a hurry, her voice was slightly breathless.
“Miss Song, we meet again. I heard you’re about to clarify the controversy regarding the trending topics. What is the one thing you most want to say right now?”
“I want to say…” Song Ying swiped her screen, “Please, some mindless critics, bring your brains with you the next time you surf the internet.”
[Who are you calling brainless?!]
[Song the Third is so damn arrogant!]
[Shameless people are invincible! Song Ying, go to hell!]
In the comments and discussion threads, many were provoked, and the abusive remarks grew increasingly harsh, even targeting Song Ying’s ancestors.
Xiao Yuan clearly hadn’t expected Song Ying to be so bold. After a moment of stunned silence, she continued to press.
“Well… regarding what netizens are saying—that the love story you shared during the interview this afternoon was plagiarized from a certain relationship blogger—what do you have to say about that?”
“I’ve already said earlier that I didn’t plagiarize.”
Song Ying repeated her earlier statement, her exquisite face showing not a hint of guilt. Just as Xiao Yuan was about to ask further, Song Ying calmly added the second half of her sentence.
“Because, I am Redamancy.”
“If recalling my own experiences counts as plagiarism, then this would be the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life.”
Xiao Yuan closed her gaping mouth, only to open it again shortly after.
“Did you just say… you are that relationship blogger?”
“That’s right.””Song Ying, can you be any more shameless?!” Zhou Ruoyu interrupted their conversation. “Even if you’re lying, at least make it somewhat believable. Saying something like that, do you take us all for fools? Are you putting on an act or not!”
【Exactly! Could Song Ying come up with something even more absurd?】
【Song the Third really isn’t afraid of the thunder god’s hammer. Isn’t she worried the blogger will confront her?!】
【Is it possible that the blogger really is Song Ying herself… Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so calm, right?】
【Who doesn’t know she can act? She’s definitely pretending!】
“Why would I pretend?”
Song Ying looked at Zhou Ruoyu, her bright eyes fearless and sincere. “Since you don’t believe me even when I tell the truth, why keep pressing me for an explanation?”
“The premise is that you have to tell the truth!” Zhou Ruoyu believed Song Ying had run out of tricks and seized the opportunity to press her relentlessly. “If you have the guts, show the evidence! I’d like to see what kind of trick you can pull off!”
“Fine.”
Song Ying lowered her head, her slender fingers tapping a few times on the keyboard as she switched to her Weibo account, then turned the personal interface toward Zhou Ruoyu.
“Miss Zhou, is this sufficient?”