C2 Su Yu and Lin Qinghan Were Being Broadcasted Live!.

The live stream was buzzing with activity as fans flooded the chat with bullet comments.

"Ya, you're looking gorgeous today as well!"

"That car's gotta be worth at least 20 million! The owner must be loaded."

"Ya knows someone that rich? Totally jealous over here!"

"I'd kill for a spin in that car."

"That Maserati next to it isn't cheap either, but it pales in comparison to the Rolls-Royce Phantom!"

"Here comes a gift plane for you!" The screen was awash with a colorful array of comments.

Chen Ya couldn't contain her excitement. "Boss Feiyu, thanks a ton for the gift!"

The stream's chat was on fire, with bullet comments flying in at a rate several times the norm. Chen Ya's popularity was skyrocketing, with fans showering her with gifts. Seizing the moment, she swiftly renamed her stream to 'Rolls-Royce Phantom.'

Chen Ya was over the moon. For an average live streamer like herself, this surge in popularity was a stroke of incredible luck.

Her gaze fixed on the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and her eyes sparkled with ambition. This car was her ticket to fame, and she was determined to make the most of it.

But time was ticking; once the car's owner returned to whisk it away, her golden opportunity would vanish.

Curiosity piqued, Chen Ya wondered who could afford such a 20-million-dollar luxury car.

She engaged with her audience eagerly, "What else do you guys wanna see? Just tell me, and I'll satisfy all your curiosities!"

The fans playfully ribbed Ya with their comments.

"Ya, you're acting like that's your car."

"Show us the steering wheel! Can you get inside?"

"Ya, use your charm on the car owner!"

"Let's be real, Ya's pretty and all, but she's not the type a rich person would go for."

"Hey, the hotties behind Ya are the Maserati owners!"

"That lady is stunning, even more so than Ya!"

Chen Ya bristled at these comments, confident in her own looks. But when she glanced back, her confidence crumbled.

Lin Qinghan's beauty wasn't just skin deep; her poise alone was enough to intimidate Chen Ya.

And Su Yu, with his tall, handsome stature, had her cheeks turning pink.

She addressed the camera defiantly, "Sure, she's beautiful, but so am I, alright? We just have different styles."

The fans didn't let up, teasing her in the chat.

"Ya's blushing!"

"Look at them, freshly married, and you're still single."

"They're getting in the car. I'm so envious!"

"I'd be happy with a Maserati instead of a Rolls-Royce, honestly."

"If Ya gets that guy's contact, I'll send her a gift!"

"You're just trying to make Ya uncomfortable."

As the chat continued to fixate on the couple, Chen Ya couldn't resist another peek. She overheard their exchange.

Lin Qinghan, leaning on the car door, asked, "How are you getting home? Need a bus? Come on, ride with me instead. I'll drop you off."

Su Yu glanced at Chen Ya and declined, "I really don't need your help. Please, go ahead."

Lin Qinghan was at a loss; Su Yu was as stubborn as ever.

She pressed on, "Su Yu, do you hate me?"

He looked surprised, responding with a hint of resignation, "I don't hate you. You're overthinking it."

Lin Qinghan let out a weary sigh, "Fine, if you're ever strapped for cash, just let me know."

Despite their divorce, she was still willing to support Su Yu.

The revelation sent Chen Ya's live stream audience into a frenzy.

"Did you catch that? If he's broke, he can just hit her up for cash!"

"The guy's got no money!"

"He's snagged such a gorgeous, wealthy woman. Color me jealous!"

"Ya, how come there's such a huge gap between you and her?"

Chen Ya's eyes darted between the cringe-worthy comments and Su Yu, who didn't seem to fit the mold they were casting him in.

She interjected, "Everyone, calm down! There's probably a misunderstanding here!"

She continued, "And even if it's true, there's no need for envy. A man living off a woman is nothing to be proud of."

Her words sparked a new round of debate among her viewers.

"You're such an uplifting streamer. I'm a huge fan!"

"Ya, you've got my support!"

"Exactly! We might be broke, but we've got pride! Ya, could you snag that wealthy lady's WeChat for me?"

"I'm sending another gift your way!"

Su Yu overheard everything Chen Ya and the online community were saying. He was taken aback that she would defend him.

He reassured Lin Qinghan, "Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself."

Lin Qinghan's brow furrowed at his repeated rejections.

She wondered, "Does Su Yu really not need any help at all?"

With no other option, she conceded, "Alright then. Take care of yourself. Since we're divorced, that's that."

Su Yu nodded, "I understand. You should go. I'll manage on my own."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qinghan paused, taken aback. Su Yu was actually hastening her departure.

This was unprecedented!

Lin Qinghan responded, "Well, take care then. I'm heading out."

With those words, Lin Qinghan lingered no longer, got into her Maserati, and drove away.

Su Yu let out a sigh of relief, thinking, "At last, she's gone." He then made his way toward Chen Ya.

Chen Ya was in the midst of a lively exchange with her audience, fervently defending Su Yu against their derogatory remarks.

"Why must your thoughts be so malicious?"

"Can we tone down the negativity, everyone?"

"Even if he is supported by a woman, that's his own affair. It's none of our business and doesn't concern us."

"Let's focus on the car, shall we?"

Yet, the viewers in the live broadcast room were relentless and continued their gossip.

"Absolutely! This guy is a disgrace to us all!"

"If I were as good-looking as him, I'd have that wealthy lady wrapped around my finger!"

"He's actually become a son-in-law to the woman's family. How shameful!"

"Ya, that guy's coming over to you!"

Chen Ya caught sight of this comment and instinctively turned to find Su Yu right behind her.

Startled, she instinctively covered her chest and stumbled backward, bumping into the door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The live broadcast room's audience was abuzz with excitement.

"He's definitely up to no good with Ya!"

"Ya, if you're smitten with him just because he's attractive, I'm done with your streams!"

"Remember what you just said. Hit him!"

"This guy probably thinks we haven't figured out who he is."

Feeling overwhelmed by the barrage of comments, Chen Ya asked, "What do you want?" She eyed Su Yu, her voice tinged with nervousness.

She was unsure of what to make of Su Yu.

Su Yu, rendered mute by the comments, pulled out his car keys and pressed them.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom responded with a sound.

The chatter ceased, and silence fell over the crowd.