Su Yayan shot a glance at the feedback on the screen. When the boiled eggs were dark in color, she turned off the heat.
"Today's livestream will end here. I saw many of you telling me that you were on your period, so today I'm doing a small giveaway for this Chinese motherwort and egg soup to three of my livestream viewers. For the sake of fairness, please use the lucky draw generator feature in the livestream. Write down Yanyan's Kitchen, and everyone can join the lucky draw after thirty seconds. Guys, I hope that this time you can all give chances to the girls by not competing with them."
A few male viewers in the livestream were complaining that it was unfair to them after Su Yayan said that.
[It's unfair! Why can't the guys join the lucky draw too? My wife is on her period lately, can't I get one for her? I'm not convinced!]
[Agreed. My sister is also having her period these days. What makes you think that only the girls should get it but not us? Fellow sisters and aunties, please let me join!]
[My mother is also…]
[My girlfriend, she…]
[My second uncle's aunt's cousin is also…]
In a blink of an eye, the livestream went from guessing the taste of Su Yayan's sweet soup, or whether it was effective or not, to male viewers asking for the host to be fair since they all have a female relative with the same problem at home.
Huo Chenhuan frowned when he heard that Su Yayan was doing a giveaway for what she made today and was planning to use the lucky draw feature. He spoke in a low voice, "Even though I don't like eating sweet food..."
Yu Ziyan, "Hmm?"
"It's not a bad thing if I try it once in a while."
"…" Yu Ziyan was losing his mind after he caught on about what the Young Master was hinting at.
'Wake up, Young Master! Even if it was handmade by the Young Mistress, she mentioned clearly that it was for girls who were on their periods!]
'What's the point for a bonafide man like you to go along for the ride? Aren't you afraid of something weird happening if you consume it?'
The corner of his lips was twitching; deep down in Yu Ziyan's heart he was complaining about the Ministry of Justice's lack of efficiency. If it had not been for them, he would not be standing here today and experiencing these awkward and helpless situations.
"Cough, it's too late. Please wait for the next time. I'll inform the engineering department to give you a black box, then you'll get your shot for every lucky draw held by the Young Mistress's livestream in the future."
Huo Chenhuan's facial expression lightened up after listening to what he said. He added another sentence, "Only female user accounts are allowed to win the lucky draw, I'm the only exception."
Yu Ziyan raised his eyebrows, feeling slightly flipped out.
Meanwhile, Su Yayan had no idea that her livestream's lucky draw was about to be manipulated behind the scenes. After that, all the male viewers would be cut off from the lucky draw.
The reason was because someone was jealous, and refused to let other men get their hands on her handmade food.
Thirty seconds zipped by in a blink of an eye, and the livestream lucky draw spinning wheel started to spin on time. It did not take long to pick three random winners among a thousand viewers watching the livestream.
It was a coincidence that the three random winners picked were all in the same city as Su Yayan.
"Congratulations to the three viewers with ID [HasThePeriodGoneToday?], [MomoIsMyFad], [MingMingRuHan] for winning a portion of Chinese motherwort and egg soup. Please check for express delivery. Wishing all friends who are having periods to be free from pain and stay healthy. See you tomorrow~"
Ning was a third-year university student studying at A-university of Art and Design who specialized in drawing and painting, which concurred with the school being committed to inspiring creative professions. Even though it was her third year, there were still tons of courses to be attended.
In the early morning around nine o'clock, she was supposed to be sitting in class.
However, her face was pale white and she was lying on bed, feeling barely alive. Her eyes were blank and she looked like she could be dying anytime.
Suddenly, the knocking sound on the door broke the silence, Ning's wandering soul came back to its physical body.
Ning frowned; she did not get up immediately to open the door. The knocking went away after a while.
When Ning thought that whoever was outside the door had left, the knocking started again.
Ning's expression darkened. She pressed on her painful stomach and got up, stepping out angrily.
The moment she opened the hostel's door, there was a delivery man standing there asking naively. "Are you Miss Xia Ningxi? Your express food delivery is here."
"I didn't order any food delivery…" Ning stopped in her tracks after recalling that she had won a food delivery from the livestream's lucky draw she was watching ten minutes ago.
Ning took the food in, hardly able to wait to open the package. It was the sweet soup that she saw earlier.
The moment the insulation box was opened, the sweet smell spread out into the air and made her feel refreshed.
She was not sure if it was just her mind, or the smell itself, but she felt like the pain in her stomach was significantly relieved already.
She remembered what the host had told them during the livestream. Ning hesitated for a moment and went to the other side of the hostel. She patted the little lump on the bed.
"Anan, Anan, wake up, wake up."
The bump on the bed moved a little, and a weak voice came complaining. "Yes? I was almost falling asleep, then you had to go and pat me…"
"Look at this."
Anan got out of her bed, looked at the box that Ning gave her, and frowned. "What's this? Soup? It smells good, but I don't drink sweet soup. I have no appetite either."
"I won this from a livestream host who was doing a lucky draw giveaway. It's called Chinese motherwort and egg soup, and it was meant to cure menstrual pain. Should we…give it a try?"
"Host? Lucky draw? Aren't you afraid that you might be rushed to a hospital after eating this unverified product?"
Ning hesitated; period pain was not considered a disease, but it hurt a lot.
"Then let me try first. If it's safe, you can drink it too. If anything happens to me, you're here to call the ambulance."
Anan creased her eyebrows, took Ning's hand, and said weakly, "Don't, let me do it. I'm not sure if I have the energy to call the ambulance if something bad happens to you."
With that, not caring how Ning was going to react, Anan scooped a spoon of the soup and drank it.
Ning was too late to stop her and she cried out, "Anan, are…are you ok?"
Anan smacked her lips and replied, "It's good."
Ning, "…"
"I'm not sure if it's just an illusion, but my stomach feels all warm and snug after drinking it."
"… Seriously?" Ning was skeptical.
The next second, her roommate was chugging the soup, drinking straight from the insulation box. She could not afford to think for one more second.
"Hey, save some for me. You pig, let go of my soup!"
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