The next day, Chi Yan had the day off, and we slept in. When we woke up, Zhu Yue was at it again. After the livestream, she'd done another one, explaining that she and Chi Yan were childhood friends and she hadn't "caught him yet." She even claimed he'd liked her for years but held back for "reasons." As an influencer, her dramatic story drew a huge crowd, skyrocketing her livestream to the trending list. People saw Chi Yan from the fire station stream and went crazy shipping them. "Brooding, restrained firefighter boyfriend? So hot!" "No wonder he was cold to her last night. It was all an act?" "Ugh, my new husband got stolen." I scrolled through the comments, clenching my fists so hard my knuckles cracked. Chi Yan, woken by the noise, thought I was about to punch him. He grabbed my hand, easing it open. "Did you dream about fighting someone, or did I steal your blanket last night?" His cluelessness made me angrier. "My man's about to get stolen!" He'd always attracted attention, but this was ridiculous. Still half-asleep, he mumbled, "Which guy? Qi Song or Zhou Yue?" Oh, those are my celebrity crushes. My internet "husbands." Seeing his confusion, I wanted to kick him. "Chi Yan, would I cry over my celebrity crushes? I'd be thrilled if someone else liked them. But you're my man!" He grabbed my still-lit phone and saw the trending mess. Some "insider" was even spilling fake tea about their "romantic past." His face darkened. He posted from his account: "I have a girlfriend. Stop spreading rumors." To make it clear, he attached a photo of us kissing at the beach last year. No one with eyes could deny we were the real couple. His post put Zhu Yue in the hot seat. As a longtime friend, she knew he was taken. Yet she still made ambiguous comments online, spinning fake romantic tales for clout. But she was quick. She posted a video saying they were indeed childhood friends, she didn't expect the backlash, and she'd apologize to me publicly if she'd offended me. At the end, she sighed, saying she and Chi Yan always teased each other like this, and it was her fault for not keeping distance now that he had a girlfriend. I gripped my phone, laughing in anger. Done playing green tea, now she's acting like one of the boys? Worse, her die-hard fans called me petty, saying Zhu Yue did nothing wrong and I was the jealous one. Before I could act, Chi Yan cracked his knuckles and went to war in the comments. "You're right. Hope your boyfriend has a ‘sister' like this, and you don't get petty." "She didn't realize boundaries but noticed someone being petty? Impressive." "Also, influencers should promote positive behavior, not make kids think this nonsense is ‘true love.'" Watching him dominate was satisfying. But I tugged his sleeve. "Babe, you forgot to switch to your alt account." This was his fire safety education account. I worried he'd get in trouble. He just grinned, showing me his notifications blowing up with likes. A few of Zhu Yue's fans tried to call him out, but they were drowned out. Chi Yan went viral again, hailed as a "new-age ideal man" for spotting and fighting green tea behavior.