After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

An awkward silence fell over the live stream.

After a while, Shen Yao, wearing a mask, looked up at the camera again, her eyes regaining their previous calmness.

"I'm very sorry, there will be no singing or dancing performances in my live stream. If you would like to learn more about health, you are welcome to ask questions in the live stream. As for other questions, I'm sorry I won't be able to answer them."

That's all for my live stream today. See you next time.

Shen Yao breathed a sigh of relief after turning off the live stream.

She still feels a little nervous and unnatural in front of the camera.

She opened her live stream page, prepared that she wouldn't gain any followers.

To my surprise, when I clicked on it, I found that I had more than a dozen followers.

This surprised Shen Yao, who thought her live streams were too boring and no one would pay attention to her.

It seems it's not as bad as it seems.

However, the goal of having 10 followers for Gu Tianyou is still so far out of reach.

"Hehe, Shen Yao, why bother with your scheming? Just like that, standing in the live broadcast room like a pole, who would want to listen?" Gao Yunyan took the opportunity to mock Shen Yao after she left the live broadcast room.

Shen Yao asked the security guards to help her pack her things, ignoring Gao Yunyan.

Watching Shen Yao carefully place the live-streaming equipment into her small suitcase, Gao Yunyan sneered again, "Auntie has practically watched you grow up. If you obediently do as Tianyou says and post a video of yourself kneeling down and apologizing to my Yingying, you might just keep your job."

Shen Yao zipped up her jacket, looked up at Gao Yunyan, and said calmly, "If you're trying to force me to bow down and admit my mistakes in this way, I'm sorry, that's impossible."

Gao Yunyan's eyes narrowed dangerously: "Hmph, let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness. I'll be waiting for the day you come begging to me!"

After saying this, Gao Yunyan quickly left in her sky-high heels.

The security guards, who had already finished cleaning up the area, came over to ask Shen Yao what had happened and why she looked so pale, wondering if she was feeling unwell.

Shen Yao said it was nothing, probably because she had been livestreaming for too long.

Although they couldn't see Shen Yao's face under the mask, the security guard couldn't help but become interested in this "anchor" because of her bright and clear eyes and her cool and pleasant voice.

He requested to add Shen Yao on WeChat.

Shen Yao realized that she would need the help of security guards during the upcoming live stream, so she added him on WeChat.

However, when I added him on WeChat, I set it to "chat only".

On his way home, the security guard clicked on Shen Yao's WeChat profile picture, only to find that he couldn't see her Moments. A cold smile crept onto his lips.

Perhaps because she was too tired, Shen Yao fell asleep as soon as she sat down on the subway.

When she opened her eyes, she realized she had missed her stop.

Left with no other choice, she walked to the subway station across the street and took the train back.

After all that commotion, it was already noon when she got out of the subway.

It's a 1.5-kilometer walk from the subway station to the apartment.

Shen Yao pulled her suitcase, took a shortcut, and walked through some old alleys.

At first, a few residents passed by her.

When you get to the back, there's almost no one there.

Just as she was about to turn into a small alley, a sharp dagger was silently pressed against her waist.

"Hey beautiful, be smart, it's best not to make a sound. Otherwise, I'm not going to be very gentle with you later, hehe."

As the hoarse, lewd voice sounded from behind, several shirtless, tattooed young men immediately surrounded Shen Yao.