Wang Feng continued, "When watching livestreams, everyone needs to stay sharp and not be deceived by those with ulterior motives."
"Take Qin Hao, who's been trending recently. Let me responsibly tell you all—he's nothing but a fraud."
"All that talk about being a National Special Grade Chef is fake. I've watched his videos, and whether it's his knife skills or control of heat, he's far from the level of a National Special Grade Chef. At best, he's a chef at a roadside food stall. Cooking is about flavor. Knife skills, while not unimportant, don't make a good chef if the food tastes bad. On the other hand, if a chef's knife skills are average but their food tastes amazing, who do you think is the better chef?"
"Ah!"
Chu Chu Baby gasped dramatically, covering her mouth.
"Mr. Wang, that can't be true! I've seen Qin Hao's certificates and his live cooking videos. They didn't seem fake to me."
"Chu Chu, you're just too naive. You didn't read my article, did you? The China Culinary Association doesn't even know who he is. Keep in mind, all National Special Grade Chef records are managed by the association."
"Then why would they do this?"
"It's simple—money. First, they establish Qin Hao's image as a National Special Grade Chef. Then, they use that image to exploit fans. Everyone sees him as a master chef, but he sees everyone as easy pickings."
The two of them played off each other, performing a coordinated act in the livestream.
The most infuriating part? Most of Chu Chu Baby's audience believed them.
Viewers expressed outrage, unfollowed Su Wuyao, and filled the chat with curses.
"Oh, and I just remembered something. A friend of mine who runs a hotel said he knows Qin Hao. Qin Hao used to work as a food runner at his hotel."
"In the end, Qin Hao was caught stealing from a female guest and was fired on the spot."
At this point, Chu Chu Baby's eyes suddenly reddened.
The audience was taken aback and quickly flooded the chat, asking what was wrong.
"Honestly, there are things I didn't want to say, but facing Mr. Wang and so many viewers today, I feel like I owe it to everyone to speak up."
"After my stream ended last night, I saw through their scheme. I sent them a private message, asking them to stop."
"But not only did they ignore me, they threatened me. Qin Hao and Su Wuyao told me to stay out of their way or they'd break my legs. I was terrified."
"I didn't sleep at all last night. I'm on the verge of a breakdown. This morning, I went to the hospital, and the doctor diagnosed me with mild depression. I don't know what to do… sob, sob…"
She then leaned into Wang Feng, crying pitifully—looking even more vulnerable than Su Wuyao had days before.
Her words were like a bomb detonating in the livestream.
Chu Chu Baby's fans erupted in fury.
"So that's what Qin Hao is like? I can't believe I fell for their tricks."
"I always thought there was something fishy about Su Wuyao's streams. How could she live with her husband for three years and not know he's a chef?"
"Disgusting! What kind of person even thinks like that?"
"Threatening to break Chu Chu Baby's legs? I'd like to see him try!"
"I can't take this anymore. If Qin Hao shows up in front of me, I'll beat him to a pulp."
"This kind of person is a disgrace to society. Trash, pure trash!"
"Ladies, did you hear that? This is how far men in China have fallen. If we don't unite, more of us will be bullied by them."
"Let's stick together, ladies. Don't worry, Chu Chu Baby—we'll always have your back. We'll fight these disgusting men to the end."
This was exactly the reaction Chu Chu Baby wanted.
She successfully solidified her image as a victim.
To comfort her, her die-hard fans spent lavishly on gifts, draining their wallets without a second thought.
They didn't even pause to question whether Chu Chu Baby's claims were true.
Wang Feng's setup and Chu Chu Baby's emotional outburst completely shattered their psychological defenses.
Now, public opinion was entirely in her hands. Whatever she said, her audience would believe without question.
As for whether Qin Hao and Su Wuyao would expose her lies?
By tomorrow, who would even believe them?
Qin Hao and Su Wuyao, with no power, influence, or connections, were no match for Chu Chu Baby.
She could toy with them however she pleased, while they had no means to fight back.
This was Chu Chu Baby's strategy.
She was confident that after tonight, Qin Hao and Su Wuyao would disappear from the internet forever.
Meanwhile, she could ride this wave of popularity to further success—a win-win situation for her.
But what she and Wang Feng didn't realize was that a storm was quietly brewing.
When it finally broke, their schemes would be torn apart.
…
At the same time, Su Wuyao was still working overtime at her office.
During her break, Su Wuyao decided to call Qin Hao to let him know she'd be working late.
"Hey, honey, I'll be working overtime tonight. Don't wait for me—just eat dinner on your own."
"Alright, I'll order takeout. You've worked hard, dear," Qin Hao replied before hanging up.
The mention of takeout piqued Su Wuyao's curiosity.
Could Qin Hao be secretly cooking at home?
Whenever she worked late, she'd return to find the house filled with a delicious aroma.
When she asked Qin Hao about it, he'd always claim it was takeout. But when pressed for details about which restaurant, he'd brush her off.
Could it be that every time she wasn't home, he was secretly cooking for himself?
Driven by curiosity and a desire to uncover the truth, Su Wuyao opened the camera feed at home.
She thought she'd sneak in a quick livestream during her break.
As the camera turned on, she saw Qin Hao lounging on the living room sofa, playing on his phone.
She let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed Qin Hao wasn't planning to cook after all—perhaps she was overthinking it.
But then, a knock at the door startled her.
"Coming!" Qin Hao put down his phone and walked to the door.
When he opened it, a young man appeared on the screen.
"Who is this?"
Su Wuyao stared at the stranger, unable to recall ever seeing him before.
He wasn't one of Qin Hao's friends, nor was he a neighbor from upstairs or downstairs. She had never encountered this person.
What could he possibly want at their home?