Shanghai, Yang Meina's live broadcast room.
Yang Meina was dressed in a deep black dress, with exquisite makeup, and her long black hair cascaded down her soft waist, making her look charming and beautiful.
With a smile on her face, Yang Meina said, "Brothers, Nana is tired. That's all for today's live stream. Thank you for your company. See you tomorrow on time."
Seeing the carnival appear on the screen, she smiled and said, "Thank you for the carnival, Brother Cigarette. Nana is very grateful."
[A cigarette: Let's end the broadcast and take a break.]
Yang Meina replied, "Okay."
After saying that, she immediately turned off the live stream. As the live stream ended, Yang Meina let out a breath, kicked off her high heels, and relaxed completely. She hummed a little tune with a smug look on her face, appearing quite lazy.
"Waaaaah, working every day to earn this meager amount of money is just too much of a torture."
Just then, someone sent her a message—it was from the cigarette that had been in the live stream earlier.
[A cigarette: How are you feeling? Do you want me to come keep you company?]
[Minako: Thank you, big brother. I'll be fine after a rest.]
[A cigarette: Okay, when can we grab a bite to eat?]
[Minako: Huh? .JpG]
[Minako: I've never met any of my "big brothers" in all the time I've been streaming, not even the "solo queue player brother who's in a relationship."]
[A cigarette: Okay, you should get some rest.]
The two then ended the call.
Yang Meina's pretty face fell, her eyes filled with contempt: "Pah, scumbag, he has a wife and children, yet he still goes out and messes around, he's utterly depraved."
From her conversation with Yizhiyan, Yang Meina learned that the other party was a greasy, middle-aged man with a family. She looked down on him, but had no choice but to pretend to be nice because he was spending money on her.
A cigarette often asked her to meet up. Since they were both adults, they naturally knew what the other was thinking, and Yang Meina always refused.
And they refused on the behalf of the Chu side.
Because Chu Fang was nominally the one who spent the most money on her, even though she didn't pocket a single penny, in the eyes of outsiders, Chu Fang was her top fan.
Thinking of this, Yang Meina laughed: "Oh my, Chu Fang's name is so useful, it's the best of the best as a shield."
Just then, a red envelope arrived from a cigarette vendor. Yang Meina immediately returned the red envelope and thanked the vendor.
She would never accept a red envelope from her older brother; she would only accept gifts.
Accepting a red envelope would mean entering into a private transaction, which is not what Yang Meina wants. She just wants to earn some money online and doesn't want to sell herself.
Even though Chu Fang initially offered a high price of several million, he would not change his principles.
After thanking the other party, Yang Meina changed into a casual outfit, looking every bit the sophisticated urban woman, and then left the room.
A moment later, she saw Zhong Tingyue standing by the roadside. She ran over excitedly, but suddenly crossed her arms and put on a displeased expression: "Zhong Tingyue, you are too heartless."
"What's wrong?"
The two walked side by side.
Why didn't you include me in your studio's team building activities?
"Didn't you say you weren't going?"
"I said it?"
"Yes, we both have chat history."
"Huh?" Yang Meina looked at the chat history and immediately smiled brightly: "Oh, then it's nothing."
“... ..."
Yang Meina, full of pride, waved her hand and said, "Let's go, let's have a good meal. It's on me today."
Zhong Tingyue smiled and asked, "You made money again?"
"It's just a small amount of money," Yang Meina said. "It's not as much as yours. Oh, by the way, what about Chu Fang?"
"He went to wash his feet."
Yang Meina was shocked: "You two broke up? And you actually made him go wash feet."
Zhong Tingyue tossed a strand of hair aside, unconcerned: "He washed his feet before I met him. He didn't act recklessly, so why should I change his lifestyle?"
"Furthermore, foot washing is indeed a relaxing lifestyle, and we shouldn't be alarmed by it."
Yang Meina gave a thumbs up: "You're awesome."
A faint smile appeared on Zhong Tingyue's pretty face.
After a long day, she wanted to relax and unwind, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with washing her feet.
Chu Fang should live the same way he did before, and shouldn't deliberately change his lifestyle just because of my appearance.
A romantic relationship should be about accepting each other, not about eliminating what you don't like.
The two arrived at a restaurant and ordered a few simple dishes. Yang Meina said, "He Yi is really something, working overtime tonight."
“She bought a house, so she’s under a lot of pressure,” Zhong Tingyue replied.
Soon all the dishes were served, and the two began to eat.
Just then, a deep voice rang out from the side, saying, "You're that Nanako?"
The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged woman standing to their side, dressed smartly, with her arms crossed, staring at them menacingly.
Yang Meina frowned: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged woman replied, "I am the wife of a cigarette!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Meina nodded knowingly and said with a smile, "Hello, hello."
"You're utterly shameless! You openly seduced my husband, bewitched him, and spent so much money on him. You're a mistress..." Faced with Yang Meina's exquisite smile, the middle-aged woman suddenly lost her composure and pointed at her, shouting loudly.
Yang Meina remained seated, listening to the insults directed at her, her smile unchanged, as if she weren't the one being insulted.
After the other person finished speaking, Yang Meina took a sip of water and replied, "Who's shameless? That's your husband, not mine. Am I his father? I can't control his desire to send him gifts. Why don't you control your own husband? Why are you insulting me? Do you want to show off your power?"
"I fulfill your husband's emotional needs; he voluntarily sends me gifts, it's an equal exchange between us. I haven't accepted a single penny of the money your husband transfers to me. Do you know what your husband often says to me?"
"He said that even his wife, who looks haggard, couldn't stand it anymore. She felt disgusted and wanted to vomit just looking at her. And that haggard wife is shameless. She often asks, 'Am I pretty?' She doesn't even look at herself. How could she be pretty?"
"Your husband says he wants a divorce and to be with me, but I don't even want him. You can keep him."
Yang Meina's words flowed smoothly and forcefully, infuriating the middle-aged woman to the point of gritting her teeth: "You..."
Seemingly enraged, the middle-aged woman swung her hand as if to strike Yang Meina. A loud slap rang out, and Yang Meina immediately collapsed, her eyes closing as if she had fainted.
Seeing this, Zhong Tingyue hurriedly hugged her best friend and shouted, "Help! Someone, help! In broad daylight, under the clear sky, someone has committed murder! Is there no justice? Is there no law?"
The people in the restaurant all turned to look at her with curiosity, and a waiter rushed over. The middle-aged woman's face showed obvious panic: "I... I didn't hit her hard."
"Pah!" Zhong Tingyue wailed, "She's already unconscious, and you still say you didn't use your full strength? You really wanted to kill her."
"Everyone, be the judge. Is it easy for my sister to find a job in Shanghai? It's not easy! Not only do they often face criticism, but they are also bullied and live a life worse than death."
"My sister finally made some money from live streaming, but then this woman came knocking on her door, claiming she had lied to her husband. But my sister never told her husband she was dating him, and they didn't even have any flirtatious chats. And yet this woman attacked her so viciously."
“My sister and I have had a tough life growing up. Our father was a gambler, and our family was destitute. Our mother was sick and coughed all night, almost vomiting blood. We also have a younger brother who is still in school. She was the pillar of our family. What will happen to our family if she dies?!”
Upon hearing this, everyone cast sympathetic glances at Yang Meina.
What a strong yet pitiful girl!
How can the world be so unfair?
The middle-aged woman stubbornly retorted, "How could a slap kill you?"
"Pah! How could I not?" Zhong Tingyue glared at the other person, then a tear welled up in her eye: "Help! Someone's been murdered! Why haven't the police arrived yet?"
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