Chapter 12

Using my newfound online traffic, I hosted a livestream. The background was the vast farmland of my hometown. As soon as the stream started, a lot of trolls flooded in. "This woman looks so difficult to deal with. She's disgusting, bullying newbies and colleagues. She deserves to die!" "She must have known her secret would be exposed, so she ran back to her hometown. It's hilarious, and now she's trying to make money off her internet traffic!" "How can such a strange person exist? I was laughing so hard reading those posts, my friends thought I had a hysteria attack, but even they laughed when they saw it!" "..." I ignored the insults. As the camera shifted, I began to introduce the fresh, juicy fruits and vegetables. "Don’t miss out! On the first day of the stream, we have new benefits: Organic fruits and vegetables at a huge discount! Only ten yuan for three kilograms, and that includes shipping!" I washed a cucumber and took a crunchy bite. "This is a cucumber, no pesticides, pure natural! It’s super sweet, and in the supermarket, it costs over ten yuan per pound. But now, it's only ten yuan for three kilos – don’t miss it!" While the trolls continued to curse, they quickly started placing orders. "This cucumber is so tempting! I’m just buying some for my elderly family members, ordering doesn't mean I support this bad woman!" "Me too, the prices at the supermarket and fruit stores are too high. I can’t afford them, but my kid loves this, what can I do?" "How do you guys manage to curse while ordering so fast? I’ve opened three tabs and still can't get any!" But soon, my account was reported by a lot of people. No worries though, I was waiting for a video to be uploaded. That night, a video of Guan Yingying and the boss in a compromising situation spread across the internet. Although their faces were blurred, anyone familiar with them could recognize who they were. I sent several boxes of fresh fruit to the HR department at the company as a thank-you gesture. Chu Qing sent me a big red envelope with a message. "Thank you so much! If it weren’t for your reminder, I wouldn’t have guessed those two were involved." Indeed, most people wouldn’t have thought of it. The boss and his wife regularly posted about their loving relationship on social media, and their three daughters were all exceptional. Guan Yingying was even younger than the boss’s youngest daughter by two years. But when I left the company that day with my crutch, I could smell the same perfume on Guan Yingying, and when the boss handed me the red envelope, his sleeve had the same scent. I also noticed a faint lipstick mark on his neck. Most people wouldn’t have noticed, but my excellent eyesight, inherited from my parents, is 5.3 without correction — I could be a pilot. Honestly, if I weren’t afraid of heights, I’d love to apply to be a pilot. Since I left the company, Chu Qing, one of the few women in the office, who sat near Guan Yingying, had been receiving "special attention." She was going crazy. She kept sending me hundreds of messages, half of them apologizing, half of them venting. I gently reminded her. Chu Qing kept it in mind and, after her salary was deducted upon resignation, decisively uploaded the video. After I finished dinner, I checked my phone and saw a new message from Chu Qing. "Did you get the red envelope? This is for the fruits and vegetables. No matter what, I’ll post the video. Not for anything else, just to vent my frustration!"