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.)
Chen Pingsheng had previously given her a big frown and directly shut down her little livestream.
"Chen An'an, is your own sister really worth so little? Just a mere flower worth a dime, look at your silly face."
Chen An'an touched the back of her head, discontentedly saying, "Dad, why'd you shut off my livestream? I had finally managed to gather eleven fans."
"Do you need to gather fans?"
"Of course I do."
Chen An'an giggled, "I've found that selling talents online makes more money than performing under a bridge. Once I have a thousand fans, I'll be a big-time talent streamer."
The spoiled brat hadn't even figured out what kind of people were watching these streams online.
A thousand fans! With your erhu skills, you'd need to play till next year.
Just post a video of your Siheyuan's luxurious ceiling, and you'd go viral in minutes.
Pingsheng certainly didn't want her causing a stir online, and of course, he wouldn't tell her that.