Chapter 107: Exposure on Live Stream

"Jiang Hu?!" He was both shocked and furious, struggling even harder. "Let me go!"

"I warned you, but you wouldn't listen." Jiang Hu's voice was low and slow. "Since that's the case, I have to help you learn your lesson so you'll remember this."

"Jiang Hu, what are you doing?" Huang Xiuwen trembled with nervousness. Jiang Hu felt like a phantom, terrifying and chilling. The worst part was the fear of the unknown. Huang Xiuwen tried to calm himself down. "You wouldn't dare. Jiang Hu, we’re all in the same circle. I can let this slide."

Jiang Hu remained unmoved, contemplating, "What will it take for you to remember not to touch what belongs to someone else?" After a moment of thought, he said with a hint of pleasant surprise, "Ah, I’ve got it." He pulled out a knife. "I'll just carve it onto your face. That way, you won't forget."

Jiang Hu seemed like a devil. Huang Xiuwen retreated in terror, but Jiang Hu grabbed him by the collar and yanked him back.

"Jiang Hu... this won't do you any good. If something happens to me, you won't be able to escape either."

"Where should I start? Let's start here." Jiang Hu’s knife landed on Huang Xiuwen's cheek.

"Jiang Hu!" Huang Xiuwen trembled, his teeth chattering uncontrollably. Jiang Hu was a madman; he would really do it. He really would. "Jiang Hu, I was wrong! I promise I will never go near Mo Niannian again, I swear. Just give me one more chance, the last one." He pleaded, shivering.

Jiang Hu acted as if he hadn't heard him and fiercely made a cut.

"Ah!!!" Huang Xiuwen screamed, his body writhing, but there was no way to break free from Jiang Hu's grip. He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Hu carved several large characters into his face. He lost his mind, screaming, "I won't let you get away with this! I won't let you get away with this!" He wanted Jiang Hu dead! Dead and buried without a trace.

Jiang Hu finished his masterpiece, extremely satisfied.

"Ah, ah, ah, Jiang Hu, I want you to die! I want you to die!" Huang Xiuwen touched his blood-covered face, completely shattered. He would not let Jiang Hu go!

Jiang Hu crouched down and pulled on Huang Xiuwen's collar. "September 13, 2015. January 28, 2017. June 5, 2019." Jiang Hu recited three dates. Whatever Huang Xiuwen thought of, a look of extreme terror flashed across his eyes. "Care to guess how much more I know?"

Now, Huang Xiuwen was truly panicked. If these matters were exposed, it wouldn't just be a simple case of ruining his reputation. He was still young; he didn't want to die.

"For the days to come, you’d better keep your tail tucked and behave yourself. Otherwise, if I’m ever in a bad mood, all your secrets will be laid bare." Jiang Hu patted Huang Xiuwen’s face. "Understood?"

Huang Xiuwen nodded frantically. "Understood, understood."

Jiang Hu stood up and walked away. Niannian didn't like him killing people, so he didn't kill him. Even if she found out one day, she wouldn't hate him for this, right? Jiang Hu recalled what Mo Niannian had said earlier, his eyes narrowing with a flash of satisfaction. Actually, Niannian cares about him, right?

[Male lead's malice value -30. Current malice value: 30.]

The sudden system notification startled Mo Niannian. She looked around, trying to find traces of Jiang Hu. She poked the system: [What happened on Jiang Hu's end again?]

The system, having been caught several times for hiding things from Jiang Hu for Mo Niannian, didn't dare to do it again. It pulled up the footage: [Host, see for yourself.]

After watching Jiang Hu's entire "masterpiece," Mo Niannian was unexpectedly not that shocked. There was even a hint of relief; at least Jiang Hu only wanted to teach him a lesson this time and didn't kill him, which meant he had listened to her words to some extent.

Great, there's progress.

Mo Niannian hesitated for two seconds and then happily decided to pretend nothing had happened. Regardless, the malice value had dropped, hadn't it? Mo Niannian told herself not to be greedy; she was already satisfied.

Huang Xiuwen’s entire face was carved with characters. The moment he arrived home and saw it, he screamed and smashed the mirror. "Ahhhhh!" This ugly person wasn't him, it couldn't be him. How could he look like this? The mirror shattered into countless shards, each reflecting Huang Xiuwen’s face. "It's not me! This isn't me!"

Huang Xiuwen went completely insane, screaming as he destroyed every mirror. His hands were covered in blood, and he frantically scratched at his face with the broken shards until his entire face was unrecognizable.

That night, news of the famous actor Huang Xiuwen being hospitalized after an incident flooded the entire internet. According to well-informed sources, Huang Xiuwen’s face was slashed by glass shards, leaving him completely disfigured. This caused a huge stir online, and Huang Xiuwen vanished from the public eye, living his days in constant fear. He was terrified that Jiang Hu would expose his secrets, which would truly be the end of him.

With Huang Xiuwen taken care of, Jiang Hu’s mood didn't improve much. There were too many people around Niannian. There was one Huang Xiuwen now, and later there would be two, three, or even countless more. These people were extremely annoying; he couldn't wait to assert his ownership.

Jiang Hu’s gaze deepened. He called his manager. "I agree to the livestream you mentioned earlier. When should we start?"

"You agree? The sooner the better, of course. Do you have time tonight?"

"Yes."

"Then tonight it is. Wait, I’ll post on Weibo to build some hype; remember to repost it."

"Okay."

Jiang Hu hung up and looked at the room's decor, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. He placed some of Mo Niannian's belongings in the room and slightly adjusted the position of the camera.

That night, because Jiang Hu was livestreaming, traffic on the streaming platform surged. A massive crowd swarmed into his channel. Even before the start time, the number of online viewers reached millions. They chatted idly on the public screen, waiting for Jiang Hu to appear.

When eight o'clock struck, Jiang Hu appeared on time. He turned on the camera and smiled slightly. "Hello everyone, I am Jiang Hu."

The channel's popularity skyrocketed, with tens of millions of people online. A sea of fans greeted him in the barrage, moving so fast it was impossible to read. Jiang Hu began the stream, not knowing what to do, so he just looked at some random content and chatted with his fans.

Soon, the fans' attention was drawn to the background behind Jiang Hu. The walls were covered in bright, golden wallpaper adorned with famous paintings. While expensive, it was also undeniably tasteless. Jiang Hu didn't seem like the type of person who would like this style.

[Is Brother not at his own house?]

Jiang Hu saw this and answered smoothly, "I moved. I’ve been moved for a while now."

The fans were sensible enough not to ask where he moved to; they understood that some things should be kept separate from private life to avoid past tragedies.

[The architectural style doesn't look like something Brother would like.]

Jiang Hu replied again, "Her family likes this style."

["Her"? "He"? That "her"? I smell something unusual.]

[Count me in on that.]

[Is Brother living with someone?]

This fan sent a very expensive gift, and the special effects and message exploded across the middle of the screen, ensuring everyone saw it.

Jiang Hu smiled but didn't say anything.

[Holy crap, I have a very ominous feeling.]

[Although... it seems to be true. Wuwuwu, my brother is off the market.]

[Look at the edge of the cup next to Brother's computer!! Don't you think it looks exceptionally familiar?]

[Familiar +1.]

[Let's check the code: Young lady? Reality show?]

[I'm shipping it, I'm shipping it. I've gone crazy shipping this. Please, don't stop, keep going!]

[Is it real? No way, right?]

[Look closer, there's a pig-shaped pillow on the sofa behind him! It's all pink and cute! I swear on my honor, that is definitely not Brother's!]

The barrage was filled with fans squealing.

[Brother, please tell me, is this true?]

[Brother, please tell me, is this true?]

More and more people were spamming this sentence. Jiang Hu smiled again. "If you think it is, then it is."

With that one sentence, Jiang Hu instantly topped the trending searches. Countless people suspected he was openly admitting to being in a relationship. The few remaining fans were still struggling in denial, saying that since Brother didn't say it himself, it didn't count, and that it wasn't an official announcement. But there were even more "CP" (couple) fans who had come for the news, all sending their sincere blessings.

They had first known of Jiang Hu and Mo Niannian from the set of *Jiang Shan Yi Gu*. The couple became an "unforgettable regret" for countless people. They had such great chemistry; every gesture, every glance, every interaction seemed to spark with electricity. Later, their interactions on the reality show touched countless hearts. They seemed to be the perfect image of a couple, with complete mutual understanding. The way Jiang Hu treated Mo Niannian made the fans both jealous and sweet. The moment Jiang Hu threw himself to protect Mo Niannian, countless people were moved to tears by their devotion. From then on, their CP fans became die-hard supporters, waiting for the day they would make it official.

As it turned out, the two had vanished from the public eye, and there had been no contact between them since. The CP fans had been secretly heartbroken, worried about them. They never expected that Jiang Hu would make such a massive move—this "sugar" almost knocked them unconscious.

Mo Niannian didn't know Jiang Hu was livestreaming. She walked straight in. "Jiang Hu, have you seen my comb? I can't find it again."

Mo Niannian had just finished showering, her long hair draped over her shoulders, her exposed skin glowing white. Jiang Hu’s eyes deepened. "It’s in the second row of your vanity, third drawer from the left."

"Oh, I'll go check." Mo Niannian came and went in a hurry, vanishing quickly.

The online barrage went absolutely wild.

[I heard someone talking!]

[To tell you the truth, I heard it too.]

[It was a woman.]

[And the voice was very familiar.]

[Everything adds up.]

Seeing that the situation was about right, Jiang Hu told the viewers he was ending the stream and then signed off decisively.