In the live stream, Lin Jian wore a sorrowful expression. Behind him on the bed lay Lin Tianba, looking utterly defeated, while Liu Yuemei continuously wiped his face with a towel.
"Everyone, my father has always been a brave and resilient man. He sacrificed so much for this family, and it truly pains me to see him like this. As his son, I don’t even have the means to send him to the hospital."
Lin Jian had already explained Lin Tianba's condition to the audience, so the viewers knew he was injured.
"My father has fractures in all four limbs. I don’t know how it happened—he won’t say no matter how much I ask. All I know is that he returned from Lin Ran’s 'Paradise Manor' in this state. Sigh! None of this is my brother’s fault. If anything, it’s mine."
As he spoke, Lin Jian squeezed out two drops of eye drops.
Meanwhile, on the screen, Liu Yuemei kept diligently wiping Lin Tianba’s face, appearing the picture of a devoted wife.
The barrage of comments, however, was brutal.
Most were insults directed at them, though some shared their own takes.
[DeepBlue]: Wait, is Lin Jian implying Lin Ran did this? If so, I’d say—well done.
[AllSlaves]: Regardless of who did it, it’s a job well done. We all know it was probably a temporary acute mental disorder sufferer, especially since Lin Ran had the stream shut down.[LeftoverMen&Women]: The mental disorder is just Lin Ran’s scapegoat. Can’t you see that? Lin Tianba might be injured, but look how happy he is—Liu Yuemei’s so devoted she’s practically scrubbing his face raw.
[EatShtMyLove]: ??? Does Lin Jian think the internet has no memory? How dare he go live? Are we letting any random dog become an influencer now? Zhang Da, where are you? Say something, Zhang Da! Can’t you clean up the livestreaming scene?
[TigerTamer]: I know Lin Tianba’s wife—her name’s ‘Braised Chicken with Mushrooms.’ I eat that dish all the time.
Lin Ran found the whole thing oddly appetizing, enjoying his meal even more as he watched.
Luo Yao, however, wore a dark expression until Uncle Fu gave a light cough.
Lin Ran suddenly realized he’d already eaten half a bowl, while Luo Yao had barely touched her food after the first few bites.
"Oh my god, how could I be so careless? I got so caught up in the stream that I forgot my wife hasn’t eaten yet."
He immediately started feeding her.
No one should go hungry—especially not his wife. Nothing should come before love.
Luo Yao: "Awoo~" (munch munch munch)
"Ah Ran, do you enjoy watching this so much? Should I drag them here to perform ‘chest-smashing boulders’ or something for you?"
Lin Ran shook his head.
"Seeing their misery occasionally makes for good entertainment, but too much of it is just disgusting."
While Lin Ran and Luo Yao enjoyed their romantic dinner, the Lin family was livestreaming while gnawing on plain steamed buns.
For his debut stream, Lin Jian was committed to playing the victim—even forcing himself to eat a bun. He took a bite and immediately frowned.
Why did the buns he ate before taste so much better? They used to be soft, with a hint of sweetness.
But this one was dry and crumbly, so hard it practically turned to dust in his mouth.
Baffled, Lin Jian forced himself to swallow it, then quickly took a sip of Red Bull to wash it down.
"Folks, I swear I’ll get my father’s legs treated. I’ll make sure he walks again. Believe in me. Support me."
[NunShaker]: Bro’s drinking Red Bull while begging for sympathy? Is this the new poverty flex?
[MyWifeGotArrestedGambling]: Lin Jian’s just a kid—what’s he ever done wrong? Here, take this ‘virtual slap’ gift. Please extend your face for delivery.
[TomatoAuthor’sMinion]: "How come no one in this 50k-viewer stream is donating? Is it because you’re all broke?"
[LoveAndPower]: Half the chat hates the Lin family. The other half—do you not have keyboards?
Lin Jian’s stream blew up instantly, going from zero to 50,000 viewers in under half an hour.
The only person who’d ever achieved that kind of growth before was Lin Ran himself.
"I never expected so many of you to come watch me. I’m truly touched."
Lin Jian knew these people weren’t here for him—they were here because of Lin Ran’s influence.
He never outright blamed Lin Ran, but his words dripped with implication.
Not a single sentence named Lin Ran, yet every sentence pointed the finger at him.
Why didn’t he say it outright? Because he knew it wouldn’t matter. Lin Ran’s wife was Luo Yao—the woman who could solve any problem.
The thought made Lin Jian seethe.
Why did Lin Ran deserve Luo Yao’s love?
Even if they were childhood sweethearts, shouldn’t his status as the Lin family heir count for more?
With 50,000 viewers and zero donations, Lin Jian finally cracked.
"Family, we’re starting a PK battle. Hope you’ll all back me up."
There were more ways to monetize a stream than just donations.
If no one donated, he could always switch to selling stuff.
As soon as PK mode started, someone connected.
The moment the other streamer saw a 50k-viewer room, they froze. Then they saw who was streaming and froze harder.
Lin Jian, too, froze when he saw the other person.
It was none other than Shi Nanci—one of Liu Ruxue’s most devoted simps.
Last time, Shi Nanci got arrested for spreading rumors and spent days in detention. After his release, he behaved—but his hatred for Lin Ran lingered.
Then the online narrative flipped again and again until Shi Nanci realized he was the clown all along.
After digging deeper into Lin Ran’s past, Shi Nanci suddenly felt like the villain.
Remembering how he’d joined Lin Jian in bullying Lin Ran back in high school made him want to slap himself.
So, he chose redemption.
He wanted to apologize to Lin Ran but never got the chance.
Truth was, he couldn’t even get near him.
Only then did he realize how far apart they were.
The fact that he only got fined and detained was only because Lin Ran went easy on him.
Or maybe Lin Ran just forgot about him like a passing fart.
"Lin Jian? Why are you streaming?"
Lin Jian’s face twisted with awkwardness and resentment at the sight of Shi Nanci.
They’d fought before, with Liu Ruxue standing between them, yelling, "Stop fighting, you two!"
Now, it was a reunion of enemies.
With the advantage of his viewer count, Lin Jian immediately threw down the challenge.
"Shi Nanci, since we’re here, let’s PK."