At just eighteen years old, Wen He is diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. A system appears and binds itself to him.
Even though he was born into a cold and harsh family, and even though he i...
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Wen He smiled bitterly as she thought about her birthday in February.
"You don't know you're wrong, you're just afraid your cash cow will fly away."
After saying this, Wen He hung up the phone and permanently blacklisted them.
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After a long while…
It was only after regaining his senses that Mr. Wen gradually realized what was happening.
It turns out that what he previously thought were harassing phone calls were actually...
It's all true!
Many well-known large companies, such as Tencent, Google, and ByteDance, have called him.
They want to cooperate with Wenhe!
It's important to understand that Wenhe currently has a large following and high profile.
They could make more money in several lifetimes than they could ever spend in a single collaboration!
They don't even need to cooperate; all he has to do is start a live stream and leave it running, and money will keep flowing into their pockets!
They had seen a screen recording of Wen He's live stream after she became a sensation.
The dazzling array of luxurious gifts almost never stopped.
Although that Douyin account belongs to Wen's father.
He can have it removed now.
But the thought that Wen He would file a lawsuit against them, one of the charges of robbing him of his earnings, was unbearable.
Undoubtedly, they will not get the money in the end.
At this very moment...
Mr. and Mrs. Wen could no longer hold back.
"Damn it! If you hadn't gone to check his phone, none of this would have happened! You're utterly useless and only cause trouble! What good are you!"
Mr. Wen was furious and pointed at Mrs. Wen, shouting.
"You're useful! If it weren't for that slap you gave him, would he have run away from home? If you hadn't slapped him again in public tonight, would he have cut ties with us?"
Wen's mother let out a hysterical, shrill voice.
"You started both of these things! If you hadn't gone through his phone, I wouldn't have slapped him! If you hadn't gone to swagger around tonight, I wouldn't have slapped him! You fucking have to get him back for me today, no matter what!"
Mr. Wen slammed his fist on the table, the violent tremor causing the water glass to fall to the ground with a crisp sound.
"If I knew where he went, would I be arguing with you here?! This is all your fault! What's the point of yelling at me?!"
In a fit of anger, Wen's mother overturned everything on the coffee table.
Curses, shouts, the sound of breaking things...
The sounds never cease, life never ends.