Chapter Thirty-Six: Live Streaming Prohibited

Drama Queen Becomes a Wealthy Stepmother and Rises to Fame with Her Kids in the Entertainment Industry The meaning of "porridge, porridge, porridge." 2388 words 2026-02-09 12:37:52

“Do you think our Shanshan is just anyone? Top international brands are lining up for her endorsements, and you, with your insignificant label, have the nerve to ask?”
The agent’s words were merciless, not giving even a shred of courtesy. Feng Rui clenched her teeth, staring at Yin Shanshan’s cold expression, so different from her usual image in front of the cameras. In the end, she turned and left.
“Bringing such rubbish just to waste Shanshan’s time!”
Su Wan Ning’s livestream once again soared to the top of the trending topics.
This time, it wasn’t the official livestream of the program, but Su Wan Ning’s personal channel. Her conversation with Sheng Ying had been edited and posted online, clearing up yesterday’s false rumors.
Upon hearing the news, Wang Zan was furious.
“What’s the meaning of this? We suspended her stream, and now she’s broadcasting on her own account? Isn’t this blatantly riding on our show’s popularity?” Chen Rui sneered, his brows furrowed.
“What can we do? We’re on break now, letting her smear us as she pleases.” Wang Zan snorted coldly.
“Director, since that’s the case, let’s end the break early. Let’s get back to work and resume the livestream!”
The more Chen Rui thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. “I don’t believe the other guests’ streams are less popular than Su Wan Ning’s. Let’s broadcast for them, and leave her to stream alone!”
Wang Zan was more thorough in his considerations. After a moment’s contemplation, he spoke slowly, “We’ll say Su Wan Ning’s unauthorized stream is unfair to the other guests, so the production team is opening streams for the other families as well.”
“Perfect!”
Su Wan Ning returned home with milk, and Nian Nian clung to her side, refusing to leave, fussing that he wanted to go out and play too.
Seeing that it was still early for lunch, Su Wan Ning decided to take the child out for a visit.
[What’s going on? The production team’s streaming again—weren’t they supposed to be on break?]
[But Su Wan Ning isn’t on the official stream; why is she still streaming on her own channel?]
[What’s happening, directors? Why isn’t anyone following Su Wan Ning’s main account?]
The closest neighbor to Su Wan Ning was Yin Shanshan. Holding Nian Nian’s hand, Su Wan Ning walked over and saw the stream’s comments.
“I’m not sure either.”
Su Wan Ning frowned slightly, put her phone down, searched online, and found that all the other official accounts of the production team were streaming—except hers.
Su Wan Ning recalled that she had just been home and hadn’t seen any cameramen.
She messaged Director Wang Zan to ask, and only when she was nearly at Yin Shanshan’s house did a reply finally come.
“Because you streamed privately, which is unfair to the other guests, the production team is streaming for them as well.”
Su Wan Ning let out a cold laugh.
At whose request? He might as well admit he’s jealous of her stream’s popularity, hoping to piggyback off the attention.
Su Wan Ning couldn’t be bothered to reply further.
Meanwhile, plenty of viewers flocked to Yin Shanshan’s stream with news.
[Su Wan Ning’s coming!]
[The production team’s streaming for everyone except Su Wan Ning. She must be anxious and coming here for some screen time!]
Yin Shanshan smiled at the comments, her tone casual. “Don’t say that, everyone. There must be some misunderstanding. There aren’t any tasks today anyway, so I’m happy to have visitors.”
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock at the door. Su Wan Ning arrived with the two children, and the two exchanged polite greetings.
Nian Nian adored Yang Yang, and at Yin Shanshan’s suggestion, he was taken into the room to play. Sui Sui followed, leaving only the two adults in the living room.
Su Wan Ning’s expression was calm, holding her phone for her own stream, not sparing a single glance for the cameraman beside her.
On the table sat a bunch of grapes. Yin Shanshan invited Su Wan Ning to share them, and upon lowering her gaze, Su Wan Ning recognized them as the Rose Muscat grapes she had recommended in her stream yesterday.
Noticing Su Wan Ning’s look, Yin Shanshan deliberately spoke to the camera with feigned ease, “I watched your stream yesterday. I bought a lot from your channel. I’ll share them with my team, so everyone can help out. You did well yesterday.”
[Goddess is goddess—so generous and caring!]
[Shanshan is so bold, buying grapes for so many people.]
[How did she manage to snatch them? I couldn’t get a single bunch yesterday.]
[I didn’t expect Yin Shanshan to watch Su Wan Ning’s stream. Seems the rivalry between actresses isn’t as fierce as the rumors say.]
Su Wan Ning forced a smile and replied, “Thank you for helping out the fruit farmers.”
She deliberately emphasized “fruit farmers” in her words.
Yin Shanshan’s expression flickered. Pretending not to notice, she continued, “Actually, it’s not about me. I’m just a middleman who doesn’t profit. We should thank the netizens for helping the fruit farmers; otherwise, the grapes would go unsold and they’d lose money.”
Su Wan Ning truly mastered the art of conversation. Yin Shanshan slyly implied she contributed to Su Wan Ning’s top sales ranking, while Su Wan Ning made it clear the sales had nothing to do with her.
Many viewers in the stream caught on.
[That’s true—didn’t Su Wan Ning post all the order details on her social media yesterday? She paid for shipping herself, including all labor and after-sales. She didn’t make any money from the grapes.]
[More than that! I saw Su Wan Ning donated advanced irrigation equipment to the fruit farmers in her own name. That’s no small amount!]
[This is real charity.]
[You really believe that? A few pictures, some tweaked numbers, and she claims she didn’t profit?]
[All businessmen are cunning. If she wasn’t making money, why bother with all that effort yesterday?]
“Yes, those fruit farmers really are hardworking.” Yin Shanshan’s smile was barely holding.
If there weren’t cameras present, she might have stormed out.
Su Wan Ning’s scheming ran deep.
But Su Wan Ning wasn’t done yet. She continued slowly, “But on behalf of the viewers, I’d like to ask—how did you manage to grab so many grapes? Many people watched the stream yesterday and couldn’t buy even a single bunch. They were disappointed. Can you share your secret?”
Su Wan Ning could guess with her eyes closed: even if Yin Shanshan did buy a lot, it was her staff who handled it, not her personally waiting in the stream.
Sure enough, Yin Shanshan’s expression stiffened for a moment, and she replied vaguely, “The internet was fast yesterday, and my agent helped. It was just a coincidence.”
Before leaving, Su Wan Ning mentioned she’d be making milk tea with Sheng Ying that afternoon and invited Yin Shanshan to join. Despite her reluctance, she could only agree with the cameras rolling.