By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife. I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on. At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly. (A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)
It was Saturday.
Chen An'an had martial arts class again.
This time she was brimming with confidence, didn't even need to be called in the morning, and got up early to practice her punches in the backyard.
By noon, it was still her cousin Chen Qi who took her there.
Chen An'an closed her eyes to gather her energy, as there was a challenge match at the class today, and she intended to make up for yesterday's failure.
Taking on ten at once.
That might not be feasible.
Five, then.
Sit on one, lift one with a single hand, and step on two more with her little feet.
It really shouldn't be too easy.
Chen Qi asked her, "An'an, what are you doing?"
"Don't ask."
Chen An'an naively said, "A martial artist must absorb the essence of heaven and earth to forge their body. After I've gathered my energy, I'm going to take on ten by myself."
"Cousin, remember to video it for dad later. No need for any prize money, just a few million would be enough for me."