Scrolling down a little further, she was surprised to find Qian Duoduo at the bottom of the trending list.
The na made her a bit curious.
Here was a man who had apparently fathered an illegitimate child, brought him ho, and then forced his legitimate child to accept the boy as a twin brother. Despite all that, he still managed to project an image on the Star Network of a deeply devoted and unregretful father—a persona that hadn’t crumbled. This was definitely no simple man.
Little President Qian was going up against a man like that. His chances of winning were actually very slim.
For a mont, Jiang Qiuqiu tried to predict the future.
Based on the current data and the resources Qian Xingxing held, she guessed their conflict would likely end in mutual destruction, forcing him to start over from scratch.
Maybe in the future, his new venture could even compete with Qian Duoduo’s livestreaming company.
Qian Xingxing’s company might never be able to rival the other one in terms of profit, but if it stayed the course, it could perhaps beco a leader in a different niche.
After she finished with the trending topics, she checked her terminal, but it was empty. So, Jiang Qiuqiu turned to her social circles. It seed like every ti she surfed the web, she followed the sa routine. ’Still, even though it’s repetitive, it’s not boring at all.’
’Because every day, people bring new forms of amusent.’
People in her social circles were talking about last night’s livestream, but not many were discussing it, possibly because they hadn’t gotten to eat anything.
So people, however, brought up her relationship with Chen Yu.
[Speaking of which, is this the first ti a guy has appeared by Juju’s side?]
[Didn’t she say they’re friends? My Juju is still so young, so little! She’s got nothing to do with romance.]
[It was probably just a al to thank him for a past recomndation. Let’s not get the wrong idea. Why don’t we get back on topic and think about what’s going to be in tomorrow’s stream?]
[That is indeed a question worth pondering.]
[So what is she going to eat?]
And just like that, the thread was completely derailed.
The screen full of questions and gossip all transford into: What’s for dinner tomorrow? What might be in the Food Showcase the day after? What could she possibly be making for the New Year’s Eve feast?
So typical.
There were just so many people asking. Jiang Qiuqiu thought for a mont and replied to the thread: You’ll find out tomorrow!
[!!? BEEP BEEP BEEP, look! Was that a reply from the real person?!]
[Grabbing a front-row seat! Juju is here!]
[Front-row seat 1! Are you awake, Juju?]
After replying to a few fans, the Starry Sky Wander arrived. Jiang Qiuqiu said goodbye to everyone in her social circles, then grabbed her things and headed ho.
The housekeeper bot had cleaned the house spotless. After putting everything away, she went next door.
’I sent him several ssages and he didn’t reply. Where did he go?’
She knocked on the door of the small castle. It opened quickly, but the face that greeted her wasn’t Black Hole’s. Instead, it was—
"It’s you?" A delighted expression appeared on Jiang Qiuqiu’s face. She peered inside. "Is Sister Chengyu here?"
"Miss Jiang." Zuo Kai held the door open. "She’s in the main hall. Would you like to go see her?"
"Yes!"
It had been a long ti. The mont they saw each other, they reached out and hugged one another tightly.
"Sister Chengyu, are you on vacation?" Jiang Qiuqiu’s voice was full of life.
"I am!" Mo Chengyu ruffled Jiang Qiuqiu’s hair. "I’m done with work! You too, Qiuqiu. You ca back first thing in the morning after the annual party!"
"That must have been a rush."
"Not really. I didn’t have much else to do there anyway, so I just ca back early."
"Oh. I see." ’Nonsense. She ca straight here the mont she got back.’
’She couldn’t have known beforehand that I was back too.’
’So—’
’Who did she co here to see?’
’Looks like we’ve got a show: The Adorable Little Chef vs. the Straight-Laced Admiral. This could get interesting.’
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