Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 337 - 336: Wang Tuantuan: I Want a Heartless Mother

In stark contrast to Jiang Qiuqiu’s leisurely pace, Wang Henli was about to explode.

He had eaten the food from Jiang Qiuqiu’s livestreams before...

He knew full well that even though he had the recipes, comparing his overall skill level to Jiang Qiuqiu’s would lead to a brutal result.

Unless Jiang Qiuqiu broke her hands, there was no way he could possibly win.

At the thought of broken hands, his expression twisted.

If it weren’t for... if it weren’t for hiring a hitman on the dark web, he would still have some money left over. He wouldn’t be in such a tight spot financially.

Qian Song was also pressing him hard, saying that if he didn’t get first place, he’d have to hand over the recipes. There was no way he was giving up the recipes, but dealing with that cheapskate if he refused...

If he had known it would come to this, he never would have signed such an unfair contract. It funneled all his earnings into the studio. His livestreams looked glamorous, but the company took most of the money in fees.

He was left with only a meager portion. On top of that, Wang Henli wasn’t exactly frugal, so when the company cut off his subsidies, life became very difficult. He thought that fighting tooth and nail for second place would make Qian Song back off, but—

He was adamant about getting the recipes.

Late that night, Wang Henli angrily threw off his covers and stormed into the adjacent room. Inside, his wife and Wang Tuantuan were curled up together, fast asleep.

The peaceful scene made him seethe. ’I’m out here, working my ass off and stressed to death, and these two freeloaders are sleeping so peacefully?!’

Rage flooded his mind, and a vicious impulse took over. Wang Henli lunged forward and viciously pinched the flesh on the woman’s neck.

The soft flesh of her neck couldn’t withstand such an attack. The woman’s eyes flew open in pain. Her quick reaction only served to excite Wang Henli further.

Because Wang Tuantuan had to appear on the livestream the next day, Wang Henli shoved her aside.

This wasn’t the first time such a scene had played out. Wang Tuantuan clutched her little doll, her eyes fixed on the unfolding events in the semi-darkness.

After a long while, the crying in the room slowly faded. Cursing under his breath, Wang Henli went back to his own room to sleep.

Only then did Wang Tuantuan run to her mother’s side. She called out softly, "Mama."

"Tuantuan..."

"He hit you again."

Wang Tuantuan threw herself into the woman’s arms. "Mama, I don’t want this daddy anymore. Can we make him disappear?"

"Please, can we just make him disappear?"

"I don’t want a daddy who hits people. Can we live without a daddy?"

"Mama, are you worried there’ll be no one to provide for me? All those uncles and aunts really like me. Even without a daddy, I can support you, Mama."

Her daughter’s innocent words echoed in her ears, and the woman began to cry, trying to stifle her sobs.

...

’She hadn’t wanted to do something so drastic.’

After all, many years ago, Wang Henli had been her Prince Charming.

"Alright."

"Tuantuan, from now on, it’ll just be us."

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Wang Tuantuan hugged her mother and her doll, and smiled.

-

「The next day.」

Jiang Qiuqiu’s day was packed. After her mandatory training session, she began to sort through a pile of ingredients delivered by Taotao Fresh.

Barbecue operates on the principle that you can grill just about anything, so the selection was wide open.

From familiar meats to less common items like lotus root, eggplant, and shrimp, Jiang Qiuqiu prepared a bit of everything.

At seven in the evening, the final showdown finally began.

Discussions about the final showdown were buzzing in all the major food circles, but tonight, when the livestreams actually connected, everything was calmer than expected.

They couldn’t hear each other, and with hundreds of millions watching, starting drama would not only be pointless but would also earn them nothing but disgust.

So, the beginning of the stream was peaceful. But beneath the calm, the undercurrents were still raging.