[You have no bottom line just for traffic, huh? Making up rumors and tea? Fine, you got your traffic, but at the cost of your soul.]
[Did you get addicted to making up stories, or did you take hush money from a rival? Heh, something happens the moment Mr. Wei wins Film Emperor? If this isn’t a malicious attack, I’ll write my name backward! You’ve kicked a steel plate this time. @WeiJinhuiStudio, sue this rumor-monger immediately!]
[Little Su, before this, I really believed in you. I watched every stream happily. But you’ve disappointed me so much. How could you make up such a ridiculous story? What kind of person is Mr. Wei? Dedicated, professional, clean—so many in the industry have praised him… doesn’t your conscience hurt?]
[You’re really bullying my Wei because he doesn’t spend much time online? Is the studio dead? You’re just watching your boss get dragged through the mud? Come out and sue! Not just this streamer, but all those black-marketing accounts. Sue them to the end! @WeiJinhuiStudio]
[Disgusting. Blocked. I’ll never contribute to your heat again. Liking your streams has become a new stain on my digital record. Dammit.]
[Even though I find it hard to believe—I can’t imagine the ‘Dignified Elder’ Wei Jinhui being that kind of person—so far, our Little Su has never spoken without evidence. Let the bullets fly for a bit.]
Su Yi: Thanks for the invite. Currently in my two-meter wide bed, just woke up, currently being cyber-bullied.
Her Weibo account was under siege. The front lines were firmly occupied by Wei Jinhui’s fans. After scrolling for a while, she only saw a few scattered comments supporting her, and every single one of them was being brutally cursed out in the replies.
She was essentially being rubbed into the dirt. The combat effectiveness of her eight million fans was unexpectedly weak!
Whatever happened to the ‘Dignified Elder who doesn’t go online’? Are his fans always this ferocious? Water soldiers. They must be paid trolls.
But no matter how fierce the fans were, they couldn’t shut everyone’s mouths. Su Yi randomly clicked on a trending topic and saw that the number of “tea-eating” bystanders far outweighed the fans. The fans’ “clarification posters” were just self-indulgent noise.
She flipped upright like a carp and switched back to her main page, replying to the fans and netizens who had spoken up for her one by one:
[@HeavenAboveHangBelow: Thank you for your support, family. It breaks my heart that you were attacked just for saying something fair. I have no way to repay you except by gifting a brand-new, authentic jar of La Mer cream to show my appreciation. Please DM me your address. Mwah mwah~~]
This reaction instantly landed her two new spots on the trending list.
#HeavenAboveHangBelow Openly Buys Fans to Fight for Her#
#Little Su Green Tea#
[Who bought these tags? I didn’t believe the streamer at first, but now that these two tags have air-dropped in, I’m starting to believe her.]
[Ahhh! Little Su replied to me! So excited! I was just a casual fan of her streams and only commented because I couldn’t stand how toxic the celebrity fans were being. I ended up getting cursed at in hundreds of replies. I was about to delete my comment, but I didn’t expect Little Su to give me something. How could such a kind girl spread rumors for no reason? I support Little Su!]
[I’m gonna puke. What a scheming green tea. Is this how you get your hardcore fans? People taking gifts to speak for this person better watch out for karma. @HeavenAboveHangBelow]
[Hahaha, I’m dying. Charging into battle for a celebrity only wastes your time and data, and gets your whole family insulted. Helping Little Su gets you high-end face cream. Talk about a gap.]
Su Yi’s Douyin and Weibo were both overrun. Wei Jinhui’s fans were spamming reports like crazy, making it impossible to even start a stream. She simply announced that she was “utterly devastated” and “collapsing” from the abuse, claiming she needed to rest for two days. Then, she logged into her alt-account to surf the web, waiting for Wei Jinhui’s rivals to start dumping oil on the fire.
Instead, she first received a call from Wei Jinhui’s manager. The first sentence left her stunned.
“Hello, Miss Su. You wouldn’t want people to know that you are a sasaeng fan of Mr. Wei—and that you’re only spreading rumors to hurt him because your love was unrequited, would you?”
Su Yi: “…” My silence is deafening.
“You’re delusional. Blocked—”
“Wait! While the dirt you’re throwing on Mr. Wei is fabricated and baseless, we actually have evidence that you are a sasaeng. If you don’t believe me, add me on WeChat.” The voice on the other end sounded confident.
Su Yi contemplated for a second. “No. DM me on Weibo.”
So confident? I want to see what ‘evidence’ they have.
Although the old saying goes that curiosity killed the cat, she wasn’t afraid. She had no skeletons in her closet. Even if there was so-called evidence, it was 100% forged. She’d just post it and then—
And then she was killed by her curiosity.
After looking at over a dozen screenshots of Weibo comments, Su Yi slowly closed her eyes.
What does it feel like to have the dark, cringey, “non-mainstream” history from your youth—which you had long since forgotten—unearthed and thrown in your face?
She wanted to die.
Why? Why hadn’t she changed her Weibo account when she started streaming? And even if she didn’t change it, why did she only delete her old posts but forget to delete her old comments?!
[@HeavenAboveHangBelow: Went to Brother’s fan meeting today and held his hand! So happy! Sadly it was only for two seconds. If only I could hold Brother’s hand forever…]
[@HeavenAboveHangBelow: They say if you look at the sky at a 45-degree angle, the tears won’t fall. But I tried it, and it’s a lie… Luckily I have Brother’s teddy bear to keep me company. Holding the bear feels like holding Brother.]
[@HeavenAboveHangBelow: I just wanted to be a little closer to see you clearly, but the bodyguard pushed me away. I’m so sad. I hate you, but only for a minute. I’ll keep liking you, Brother.]
…
[@HeavenAboveHangBelow: There are so many people, it’s annoying. I couldn’t even squeeze in to see your face. If only you weren’t a big star. If only you were my Brother alone.]
Su Yi: I HATE EVERYTHING!
She was only fourteen that year! She was just a child! Besides, back then she was just a mindless cannon-fodder character. What did she know? It was all the author’s fault!
While she was desperately trying to mentally recover, she heard the manager sigh. “Miss Su, so it really was a case of love turning into hate? You wanted to ruin Mr. Wei with rumors? As long as you immediately apologize and clarify, we’ll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, we’ll have to go public with these and let everyone judge your actions… and there are far more than just a dozen screenshots.”
Su Yi was currently dying of embarrassment, but hearing the threat actually calmed her down. “Threatening me? Go ahead, post them. A few comments and you call me a sasaeng? That just proves I’m a long-time fan of your Mr. Wei. A ten-year fan ‘turning’ and attacking—think about how much damage that will do. Think about it carefully.”
“…”
After a moment, a gentle voice came through the phone: “Little Su, hello. This is Wei Jinhui.”
Su Yi: “?”
“Thank you for liking me so much. I’m honored to have your affection. But Little Su, love is about restraint. Being an actor is my dream—something I can never give up. Even if I weren’t a big star, I would still fight with everything I have to be on the screen and stand before more people. Furthermore, my career involves the livelihoods of many people. By doing this, you aren’t just ruining me; you’re destroying their survival. If you clarify now, there’s still time. There’s still time to fix your mistake, and I… I will forgive your irrationality.”
Su Yi: “…”
Wow, so the rice bowls of the entire entertainment industry are resting on his shoulders, huh?
The Film Emperor was truly a Film Emperor; his delivery of those lines was so good it actually made her go quiet.
Seeing her silence, Wei Jinhui’s tone grew even softer. “Do you want to meet? Can we meet? Have these years been hard for you? You’ve worked so hard, haven’t you? Tell Brother about it—”
“And after I tell you, you’ll ‘sacrifice’ your body to soothe me?” Su Yi said out of the blue. “Sorry, I have no interest in an old man’s body.”
Old man? He was only just thirty!
Wei Jinhui was nearly choked with rage. Before he could catch his breath, he heard the person on the other end sneer: “How many people have you slept with? You’re so dirty and you still dare to try and seduce me? You probably have an STD.”
Despite the mockery, he immediately sensed her attitude softening. His heart eased, and he spoke in an ambiguous tone, “Don’t worry. Brother gets a check-up every month. I’m very clean. When the time comes, we can—”
“Screw off!”
The call was disconnected. Wei Jinhui froze for a second, then roared, “Post those disgusting comment screenshots immediately! Netizens have no brains; they go wherever the wind blows. Once they see those, we just need to control the narrative, and they’ll instantly think I’m being framed.”
The manager advised cautiously, “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Brother Wei. From what I can see, she’s just using the turtle’s mouth to speak. She likely has evidence in her hands. We’re in a standoff; we can’t gamble. We can’t provoke her.”
“Then what do you suggest?” Wei Jinhui kicked over a chair, consumed by a mix of fear and fury. This damned fan had ruined him.
He had just won Best Actor, one of the three major awards. He was in his prime and was secretly dating the daughter of the wealthy Zheng family. He was on the verge of reaching the next level, and then he got hit right at this critical junction! Once the negative news broke, the Zheng family’s attitude became ambiguous, and he couldn’t even get through to his girlfriend!
Unfortunately, he was just a step away from making the relationship public. If it had been official, even if he couldn’t marry the Zheng heiress later, the family would have helped him settle this for the sake of their daughter and their own reputation… The more Wei Jinhui thought about it, the angrier he got, and he kicked over another chair.
“We’ll issue a statement first. In the meantime, try your best to keep her steady,” the manager said.
“Fine.”
Wei Jinhui let out a breath, recalling the comments he had just seen and the slight shift in the woman’s attitude. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of smugness and disdain. Isn’t she just using these methods to get my attention? Once I use my real skills to sweet-talk her, we’ll see if she stays this stubborn.
Su Yi hung up the phone and skillfully blocked the number. How unlucky!
She rolled around on her bed twice, then got up and turned on her speakers. Listening to a 360-degree surround-sound version of the Great Compassion Mantra, she frantically began deleting years of old comments.
The Buddha’s light is boundless, but physical deletion is better. She didn’t believe she couldn’t purify a soul contaminated by those cringey records and Wei Jinhui’s disgusting words!
She accidentally fell asleep. When she woke up, she saw that Wei Jinhui’s manager had issued a statement. It claimed that everything was fabricated, that “certain individuals” were maliciously slandering him for attention, and that they would take further legal action if there was no apology or clarification.
Certain individuals? Don’t they just mean me, the big villain? Heh, they don’t even dare to name me.
Su Yi didn’t care at all, but this undoubtedly gave the fans a boost of confidence. The fans cheered and surged toward her account with even more energy.
She logged into her alt-account and fought Wei Jinhui’s fans for three hundred rounds. Her hands hurt from typing. She slid her finger to refresh the homepage and found a marketing account posting a new tip-off.
[@TeaEatingMarmotV: I’m shocked. Look at the pictures!]
Screenshot of the submission: [Marmot, hello. I cried all night. I never imagined the person I’ve supported for five years was this kind of person. Last Thursday at dawn, I had a ruptured corpus luteum and went to the ER. I happened to see WJH’s assistant, Brother Fei, accompanying a young girl to the ER as well. She was crying the whole time.
I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. I heard the doctor saying something about a ‘tear’—it was pretty serious and needed stitches. I didn’t think much of it at the time, just thought it was his girlfriend who got injured. I was just excited because he’s my idol’s assistant! I even commented on how Brother Fei, who weighs 200 pounds, managed to find such a beautiful girlfriend (no offense to plus-sized people).
But then I saw the trending topics and remembered… that was the gynecological ER… and they didn’t look close at all. Brother Fei was on the phone reporting to WJH, talking about expenses and such. I even thought WJH was a good boss… So, it was actually WJH… These are the photos from that time (I shouldn’t have taken them, I apologize first). [Photo] [Photo] [Photo]]
Immediately after, a major fan account turned on him.
**[@WeiWeiWeiWhyDontYouPickUpV: I never expected that while I was on the verge of leaving the fandom, you’d give me a direct hit. Setting aside other things, it’s true that WJH is extremely superstitious. He had to buy a house on the seventh floor because of ‘seven up, eight down.’ A fan was kicked from the group just for saying she was in her postpartum month because he thought it was bad luck. There are many other similar instances.
As for eating placenta, it’s definitely true. He slipped up a while ago, saying the taste was ‘alright’ before immediately unsending it. I have the screenshot to prove it.
Also, he likes to sleep with fans. He doesn’t do it himself; he has Brother Fei contact whoever he likes. When he’s bored, he blocks them, at most buying a light-luxury bag worth a few thousand to soothe them.
He only picks pretty girls and even mocked a fan for being slightly chubby, calling her a ‘gas tank.’ Recently, he even contacted a fan who was only seventeen… that’s the direct reason I wanted to leave.
I’m leaving the internet after this. I won’t be a fan of anyone else. Honestly, celebrities are just personas. Major fans might not know 100% of the truth, but they know at least 70-80%. I advise everyone to be rational. [Photo] [Photo] [Photo] [Photo]]
In addition to this, several fans who had been involved with Wei Jinhui stepped forward, posting chat logs with his assistant. One even posted a “bed photo” taken while he was asleep, and two others posted hospital diagnosis certificates.
As the saying goes, when you find one cockroach in the corner, there are already thousands more hidden away.
Someone else leaked that Wei Jinhui’s original name was Wei Zhuangzhuang. In high school, he got a female classmate pregnant, forcing her to transfer schools.
He changed his name after his debut and even had plastic surgery. With professional styling, his aura changed completely. No one had ever connected the big star Wei Jinhui to that handsome but rustic Wei Zhuangzhuang.
It wasn’t until the “Old Turtle’s Adventure” stream went viral that a neighbor back home who loved scrolling Douyin saw the turtle and said, “Isn’t that Old Wei’s precious turtle?” The tip-off followed, and the connection was finally made.
Wei Jinhui’s “Pure and Dignified Elder” image was crumbling, piece by piece.
[My god, that streamer actually understated it. The more we dig, the more we find. So much tea, I’m munching away.]
[Wei Jinhui, you piece of trash! Are you worthy of the fans who stayed up all night fighting back for you?]
[I really… the tears won’t stop. I’ve been your fan for seven years. I only knew you as the boy who blushed even during kiss scenes. I never knew you were this kind of person. Go to hell!]
At that moment, his most prestigious endorsement, Brand D, was the first to announce the termination of his contract. The speed was unprecedented.
This move prompted other brands that were still watching to issue statements: “Due to Mr. Wei Jinhui’s personal reasons, and to maintain our brand image, we hereby announce the termination of our partnership with Mr. Wei effective immediately.”
With witnesses, physical evidence, brand terminations, and mass desertion by fans, Wei Jinhui’s personal account and studio account were overrun. Only a few die-hard fans were left struggling to support him.
After being blasted by netizens and former fans, the studio released the “Screenshot Gift Pack.”
They claimed this was all a conspiracy by the streamer. They said she was a sasaeng who wanted to ruin him because she couldn’t have him, fabricating baseless rumors and teaming up with ill-intentioned people to surround him.
However, the tide did not turn. Less than three minutes after the screenshots were posted, the streamer released a bombshell of her own—the call recording of Wei Jinhui’s manager and the man himself, trying first threats and then bribery.
[Poor Mr. Wei, his posture was practically in the dirt, and that woman still wouldn’t let him go… Mr. Wei is so kind, even at a time like this he was thinking of other people’s rice bowls. Do you really not feel guilty for hurting so many people? @HeavenAboveHangBelow]
[Are these fans brain-dead? Without a specific butcher, do we have to eat pigs with hair? If Wei Jinhui is finished, others can’t find jobs? This kind of tumor should be kicked out. He’s not the ‘poor’ one; the girls he toyed with are.]
[Holy sh*t, if I understood correctly, WJH was offering himself up, trying to use his body to get Little Su to admit she was lying?? But his line ‘I get a check-up every month, I’m very clean’ indirectly confirms that he isn’t clean, hahaha!]
[Just a few minutes ago, I was desperately fighting back for you. At this moment, my broken heart has finally died. You were usually such a serious and upright person. You never pander to fans; we all restrained our love so as not to trouble you. But listen to your tone—it’s like you’ve been possessed by a succubus, calling yourself ‘Brother’… It’s so disgusting I want to puke. @WeiJinhui]
[Sorry, streamer, I misunderstood you. Five minutes ago, I was a casual fan of Wei Jinhui. I apologize for my lack of judgment and for cursing at you. @HeavenAboveHangBelow]
#Wei Jinhui’s Fans Owe Little Su an Apology#
Su Yi: (＾－＾)V
She posted a Weibo with the hashtag: #Wei Jinhui’s Fans Owe Little Su an Apology#. It’s okay if the people who cursed me don’t apologize; after all, not everyone has the courage to admit their mistakes [Sigh]. Family, don’t worry, I’m very strong. I’m an unkillable cockroach. Streaming at 8:00, see you there! [Fighting]
Before she could even open the streaming room, another unknown call came in.
What’s going on? Can anyone get my number? This platform really isn’t doing its job.
“Hello?”
“You, Su! You’ve ruined me like this, don’t think you’ll have it easy either. Just you wait—”
“There’s a police station right in front of my house. Come if you have the guts.”
She hung up and blocked him.
Hah, what era is this? Still using threats? Does he think the national crackdown on organized crime was for nothing?
Wei Jinhui lost count of how many times he had been hung up on in the last few days. He looked dazed, accidentally catching sight of himself in the mirror—unshaven, eyes bloodshot. His expression gradually became distorted. That hateful woman—
His phone suddenly rang. The caller ID said “Baby.” He was ecstatic and answered immediately. “Baby—”
“Wei Jinhui, you bastard! If my cousin hadn’t happened to see the trending topics and rushed up to slap my mic away, I… we’re breaking up!” The person on the other end was crying, but her voice sounded like she was grit-teething.
“I’m telling you, don’t you dare think about exposing our relationship. If you do, my family won’t forgive you. And that streamer—don’t you go looking for trouble with her. Consider yourself warned.”
It was like a bucket of cold water. Wei Jinhui tried to call back immediately, but he had already been blocked.
“Dammit!”
He punched the mirror. The pain cleared his head slightly. He stumbled back a few steps and collapsed onto the toilet seat.
He was finished.
Before starting her stream, Su Yi received a message from Tang Tang. She saw a photo of the turtle eating meat, sent from Tang Tang’s “Big Genius” children’s smart watch.
The turtle was eating happily while the little girl crouched nearby, holding a bottle of water. It seemed that at a single command from the turtle, she would hold the bottle to its mouth.
The old turtle, who had nearly become a main course, had finally found a home that would truly take care of him in his old age.
Su Yi couldn’t help but marvel; the families in her stream were truly hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Tang Tang’s mother was actually the Greater China CEO of the global luxury brand Brand D. She was the first one to announce the termination of the contract with Wei Jinhui.
The whole family had unanimously decided to adopt the turtle. However, once a turtle has seen the chopping block, it fears humans for life. He had been very hesitant.
Eventually, through her persuasion, he agreed to stay, but he demanded they sign a letter of guarantee that they would never harm him.
Under her witness, the two parties became a loving family.
Su Yi exited the chat and opened the live stream right on time. As soon as it started, a “Carnival” gift rocketed across the bottom.
She rubbed her eyes twice to make sure the “x100” in the bottom right wasn’t an illusion.
Who? Who was so generous?!
[Back online, back online! God knows how worried I was that Little Su would be beaten down and never stream again. Luckily, justice wins in the end!]
[100 Carnivals… there are so many rich people in the world, why can’t I be one of them! If I don’t get rich soon, I’ll really go crazy.]
[A new ‘Top Sister’ has appeared! Streamer, how can you just stand there dazed?]
[Streamer, thank you.]
The new Top Sister, @ZhengZhengHao, only sent one message—[Streamer, thank you]—and then left the room.
Thank me?
Su Yi scratched her head. Which family member was this that she had helped?
“Thank you to @ZhengZhengHao for the hundred Carnivals! I only made a small contribution; I really don’t deserve this. But since it’s your kind intention, I’ll accept it with gratitude.” Su Yi bowed.
Then, amidst a barrage of comments like “Don’t deserve it? Then give it to me!” and “Little Su, don’t force yourself, let me bear this guilt for you,” she began her first connection since her brief hiatus.
“Miss @ChunhuaQiushi, hello. What’s the problem with your baby?”
“Hello, streamer. I’m not here for a check-up. My father passed away suddenly, and I wasn’t by his side at the time. I wanted to ask you to help me ask his pet thrush bird if he left any words for me before he went.”