Chapter 12 If Yan Sui is innocent, I'll livestream myself eating shit while doing a handstand!
Yan Sui glanced at it and saw that the Chen couple had indeed posted more than a dozen videos in a row.
The post with the most likes and shares has been pinned to the top.
Their fan base has grown rapidly, accumulating over 100,000 in a short period of time.
Yan Sui stepped out and immediately dialed Uncle Hat's number.
Huang Mao is still locked up inside. Yan Sui doesn't know if they are genuinely ignorant or if they are ignoring the law out of wishful thinking.
After hanging up the phone, a friend request popped up on WeChat; it was from a lawyer recommended by Jiang Yeling.
Attorney Fang spoke with her briefly and offered a solution.
Of course, Yan Sui ultimately valued that one sentence—
Attorney Fang: [Please rest assured, leave everything to me.]
Yan Sui exited WeChat, turned around, and went downstairs.
As I came out of the room, I saw the Yan brothers, Junqing and Junming, both engrossed in typing, their fingers almost blurring out of focus.
"What are you doing?" Someone slapped him.
Yan Junming didn't even look up. "Sister, stop arguing. I can fight another three hundred rounds."
Yan Sui understood; it seemed they already knew about what was happening online.
Tian Xiangjuan looked apologetic. "Sui Sui, it's all our fault for dragging you down."
Yan Sui was stunned. "Aunt, what are you saying? If anyone has been implicated, it's me who has implicated you. Actually, if it weren't for me, even if they posted these things online, they wouldn't have gotten this much attention."
Seeing the worried looks on her family's faces, she quickly added, "But I've already called the police. I just don't know if my uncle will be affected."
Yan Shunzhong happened to come in from outside and waved casually.
“It won’t affect me. I’ve been in Changqing Village for decades, and my fellow villagers all know what kind of person I am. I have nothing to fear if I am upright.”
Yan Sui felt a little relieved and then told the two brothers to stop cursing.
Yan Junming wouldn't listen, "I'm going to keep cursing this streamer until he goes offline!"
Yan Sui looked closely and realized that he was spamming the chat with comments in a live stream.
Yan Sui actually knew him; he was an entertainment marketing blogger with nearly ten million followers across the internet, and everyone called him Brother Hei.
He started this live stream purely to ride on Yan Sui's popularity.
The live stream room was filled with a large number of Yan Sui's haters, all of whom were cursing her.
Yan Junqing's hand speed was incredibly fast; he could send out long bursts of text at once, making him very conspicuous.
Blackie didn't mute him, but instead chuckled and said, "Wow, I didn't expect someone like Yan Sui to have fans. Let me see—"
"My brother is only eighteen years old, why would he be so foolish?"
"Hahaha, Yan Sui is innocent? That's the funniest thing I've ever heard in my life."
"Let me put it this way, if Yan Sui is innocent, I'll livestream myself eating shit while doing a handstand!"
Yan Sui's number one fan: [Okay! I've screen-recorded it. Remember to stream it live when you're eating shit!]
Yan Sui's number one fan: [Finally, you can openly enjoy a good meal. You should be secretly happy.]
After saying this, he was kicked out of the live stream by Blackie.
Unbeknownst to him, his private messages had already reached 99+.
Haters swarmed in, all criticizing him.
Yan Junming snorted and said, "Let's call a truce for today and continue tomorrow."
Yan Sui rubbed his head. "Stop scolding me. Stop looking at this nonsense. Have you finished your test?"
One sentence earned him a death stare from Yan Junming.
I fought for you online, how could you do this to me?
Yan Junqing then remembered: "Yan Junming, you haven't finished your homework yet, have you?"
Before Yan Junming could sneak away, his older brother grabbed him by the neck.
Yan Sui sighed inwardly, "What a wonderful age! Luckily, I don't have to take the college entrance exam anymore."
Taking advantage of the nice weather outside, Yan Sui decided to go out for a walk.
According to Tian Xiangjuan, there are few young people in the village, and most of the elderly no longer farm, so they have contracted out all the land.
He signed a 20-year contract for 100 acres of land, but later suffered huge losses and is now planning to find someone to take over.
As a result, this large area of land has been abandoned for quite some time.
"Yan Sui! Yan Sui!" It was Aunt Ruan who called her.
Yan Sui walked over with a smile and greeted them one by one: "Aunt Ruan, Grandpa Wang, Grandma Zhao, Grandma Zhang."
Aunt Ruan pulled her to sit down. "I heard you're looking to renovate your courtyard house?"
"Yes, otherwise no one could live here."
Aunt Ruan had a smile on her face, but she looked a little embarrassed.
"Well, I have a nephew who works in this line of work. Why don't we let him give it a try?"
Granny Zhang scoffed, "Ruan Xiuhua, you really know how to look out for yourself. How much money does your nephew pay you to help him get business?"
Aunt Ruan's face flushed red. "I...I didn't take any money!"
Granny Zhang looked at her with disbelief, "You didn't take any money, so why are you being so attentive?"
Aunt Ruan's face turned pale and then red, but she was tongue-tied and didn't know how to refute him.
He simply said, "Anyway, I didn't take any money."
She glanced at Yan Sui, afraid that she might misunderstand.
Yan Sui laughed nonchalantly, "Auntie, I don't know anything about this either. You can just talk to my uncle. If your nephew is capable, then let him do it."
Anyway, it doesn't matter who makes the money.
But she wasn't one to be taken advantage of. She pushed the matter to Yan Shunzhong, and with him overseeing things, Yan Sui felt at ease.
But Aunt Ruan didn't expect Yan Sui to agree directly; she just wanted to fight for an opportunity for her nephew.
Whether he can ultimately earn this money depends on his own abilities.
"Okay, then thank you in advance, ma'am."
Compared to Aunt Ruan's happiness, Granny Zhang's face looked rather sour.
"Yan Sui, do you have a boyfriend?"
Not to mention that Granny Zhang disliked her, Yan Sui also didn't like talking to her.
But to save face, they couldn't ignore it.
"Grandma Zhang, not yet. I'm still young, no rush."
Granny Zhang clicked her tongue and said, "You have to find one while you're young, otherwise all the good men will be snatched up."
Yan Sui: "Then let them have it, I won't take it."
Grandma Zhang ignored her words and continued, "Why aren't you worried? You're 23 this year, almost 24, almost 25, almost 26, almost 27, you're practically 30! Here's what I'll do: Grandma Zhang will introduce you to someone, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Yan Sui showed little interest; she didn't seem to understand human speech very well.
“My grandson! He’s thirty-one this year, the perfect age to start a career! But I want him to settle down and start a family first, find a partner and settle down first.”
Yan Sui said "Oh," and then added, "You're thirty-one and still haven't established yourself? You think getting married will make you established yourself?"
Granny Zhang: "So we have to find him a wife, a good wife to struggle with him! My grandson has high standards. He says that girls these days are materialistic and have unrealistic ambitions, so he doesn't like them! But I think you're a good one. You'll see when you meet him, and he'll definitely like you!"
Yan Sui rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.
"Grandma Zhang, what does your grandson do?"
Granny Zhang hurriedly replied, "I work at the chicken farm."
Yan Sui raised an eyebrow, "To be a pilot?"
Granny Zhang was taken aback. She mumbled something incomprehensible to Granny Zhang.
Just nod!
"Yeah! It's the one that flies that thing!"
Grandpa Wang spat, "What pilot? He's a chicken farm."
Yan Sui: "..."
Granny Zhang snorted, "So what if it's a chicken farm? My grandson is honest and law-abiding; he doesn't even glance at those women outside."
Grandma Zhao: "That's because he's cross-eyed."
Granny Zhang: "So what if he's cross-eyed? My grandson is a highly educated talent!"
Aunt Ruan: "I was imprisoned for stabbing someone."
Yan Sui remained expressionless; such is the art of language.
Granny Zhang choked up, "He has already corrected his ways!"
Grandpa Wang said slowly, "He's changed; he's started stealing instead."
Enraged, Granny Zhang snorted loudly and raised her chin high.
"If we don't see eye to eye, I won't talk to you."
After she walked away, Aunt Ruan pulled Yan Sui aside and said, "Don't pay any attention to her. Her grandson is no good. She's just after your house."
"A house?" Yan Sui suddenly realized.
No wonder Granny Zhang didn't want her to go back to live in the village.
Old Mrs. Zhao scoffed, "Anyway, just ignore her."
Yan Sui nodded obediently, provided that Granny Zhang didn't provoke her.
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