The Villain Heard My Live Commentary

I rewrote the main story several times and wasn't happy with it, so I'm making it a free story. I'll update it from time to time when I have a chance. Cheng Jian is a livestream commentator. Every day after work, she comes home, turns on her camera, and livestreams herself reading novels and roasting them. "Today we're reading Runaway Sweetheart: Young Master Fu, Don't Spoil Me. It's a chase-your-wife-to-the-crematorium story with a runaway pregnant heroine." "Let's check out the male lead. Uh... a rich second-generation heir who never studied, and a... [redacted] lawbreaker. I can't read any more or the livestream will get shut down!" "Oh, this character is great: highly educated, handsome, and intelligent. I'm in!" "...No! Wait! How come the male lead is inferior to my wife in every way, yet still gets all these amazing opportunities?!" "This is ridiculous. Author, if you don't know how to write a face-slapping scene, then don't write one." Little did she know that her livestream rants all appeared in the mind of someone in another world. I graduated in the top 1% from one of the world's leading universities. My family's business spans the globe. I took over the company at 16 and had a net worth of hundreds of billions by 20. X: She dated a guy but never even got to hold his hand, then leaked all the confidential information to their competitor. The male lead wrecked her family business and drove her to jump into a river. Being a hopeless romantic is a menace! A certain CEO: ? I have SSS-level mental power. I can take out an entire army alone, and I'm the top-ranked fighter in the interstellar power rankings. X: You said one thing wrong, and the male lead held a grudge against you for the rest of your life. In the end, you died in a bug nest. Maybe put some of those combat points into your emotional intelligence! A certain Imperial general: ? I'm a master of both civil and military arts, richer than a kingdom, and I wield the emperor's strategy with ease. Even the emperor is just a puppet who has to watch my every move. X: The 18th prince pretended to be crippled and hid his way into the final round. Wearing a ghillie suit, he shot the top player and won the chicken dinner. I'm begging you, could you try being a little more low-key in your next life? A certain regent: ? One day, the man suddenly heard a voice. The young man who chattered in his mind, passing judgment on the people around him, had given him the codename "wife." The voice kept saying he would die horribly. He was heaven's chosen. How could he possibly be brought down by an insignificant nobody? After that, whenever darkness and despair descended, he found himself hoping to hear that somewhat noisy voice. He gradually awakened to the consciousness of a parallel world. He remembered every word the young man had said. In the endless darkness, those artless ramblings became the strength that kept him alive. He grew stronger and stronger, until he was strong enough for the young man to hope he would lose. He lost. And later, in every book. He heard the young man weeping for him. Pity me. Reach out your hand to me. The young man, whose face he didn't recognize, was cornered against the wall. Even his familiar voice trembled as he stammered, "Y-y-you, who are you?!" He knelt on one knee before the young man and offered his most vulnerable neck, looking at him tenderly. "Your wife." When you reach out your hand to me, I can come find you. Split-personality villain gong x power-worshipping streamer shou Theme: Must not be empty