[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-her-food-livestream-broke-the-galaxy":3,"chapter-her-food-livestream-broke-the-galaxy-her-food-livestream-broke-the-galaxy-chapter-422":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},152670,270,"Chapter 422 - 441: He Is Not My Brother","her-food-livestream-broke-the-galaxy-chapter-422",422,"\u003Cp>The branches in third and fourth place, as well as those in sixth through ninth, were all busy strategizing. Only Jiang Qiuqiu’s branch wasn’t discussing it at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the holographic conference room was talking about Qian Xingxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did he suddenly get a brother... What kind of brother is this?\" The worry on Meimei’s face was the most obvious. \"Is this why he’s been going back home so often lately?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It feels so sudden. Little President Qian didn’t tell us anything in advance,\" Wanxing added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qiuqiu had also seen the announcement. It was extremely formulaic, not at all what you’d expect from someone who had just found a long-lost relative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just sent him a message, but he hasn’t replied.\" Meimei’s thoughts were completely focused on Little President Qian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was an only son, and now suddenly there was news of an older brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If this brother was easy to get along with, that would be one thing. But if he isn’t...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’It would probably feel like his life has been invaded.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s probably busy with something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the three of them were chatting, a notification popped up in the holographic conference room: a fourth person had joined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meimei immediately looked toward the entrance. \"Little President Qian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you all discussing?\" For the first time in a while, Qian Xingxing showed a smile. It was a little tired, but genuine. \"Are you talking about tomorrow’s competition?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not really,\" Jiang Qiuqiu said, shaking her head. \"We were talking about you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Me?\" He sat down. \"Talking about that announcement on the Star Network?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Little President Qian. Is that news true?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is.\" He lowered his gaze. \"If it weren’t true, how could it have been sent from my terminal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone could clearly see that his spirits dampened and his mood soured whenever the topic of that person came up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all considerate people, so they quickly changed the subject and didn’t bring it up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the ever-so-career-focused Qian Xingxing now present, the meeting instantly became more formal. They discussed data on their competition opponents, their opponents’ styles, who wasn’t a threat, and who might be eliminated tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also discussed how to arrange the menu. On the Star Network, gossip from other circles had been mostly buried by Qian Xingxing’s new post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But within the small food community, there was still an endless stream of people discussing Jiang Qiuqiu and expressing their curiosity about her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The operations department’s main task was to properly channel the traffic from this group of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The subsidies from the previous event had to be distributed. This had become a small-scale phenomenon, so Qian Xingxing said he would find a media outlet to do a short interview about it. This would let it leave its mark on the livestreaming world and also serve as a notable achievement on Jiang Qiuqiu’s record.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Xingxing arranged all of this methodically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the lead editor, Meimei logged off to start making arrangements as soon as her tasks were assigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wanxing quickly received her tasks and left as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they talked, soon only Jiang Qiuqiu and Qian Xingxing were left in the conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay seated, Qiuqiu. There’s something I need to talk to you about too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong, Little President Qian?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Things haven’t been going well for me lately.\" He didn’t try to hide it; his first sentence got straight to the point. \"You’ve probably noticed that I’ve been having some problems.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it a family matter?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does it have to do with your new brother?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, hearing the word \"brother\" come from the mouth of someone he knew was utterly nauseating. \"He is not my brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one sentence said it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Qiuqiu seemed to understand in an instant. The reason Qian Xingxing’s recent posts had been so formulaic, cold, and distant was because he hadn’t been the one posting them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is something I shouldn’t be telling anyone, but I want to tell you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",669,"2026-05-29T04:22:35.267Z","2026-06-01T04:29:09.187Z",1,"novelbin.me","20de4780366d312c67f32742919b09684caed2f60b63505cef05973c60b31b15","her-food-livestream-broke-the-galaxy-chapter-423","her-food-livestream-broke-the-galaxy-chapter-421",517,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fher-food-livestream-broke-the-galaxy-cover.jpg"]