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 Qi was scolded all afternoon.
When she went back, her head was still in a spin, and no matter how she explained it was a misunderstanding, it was no use.
Everyone chose to believe her own brother.
Chen Pingsheng even sneakily called their parents at home, and his tone couldn't have been more exaggerated.
"Mom, your little daughter has run off to sell apples on the street, don't you care?"
Peng Ying: "What?"
Chen Pingsheng: "She's just idle. Because the food at home is too delicious and she's been fed too well, she even thinks about helping others sell apples on the street."
"What, wait a minute, I'll call and scold her."
And then, after returning home, Chen Qi was mercilessly scolded for another three hours.
It wasn't until she got up the next day that her head was still crowned with two dark circles under her eyes.
Pathetic.
Was it necessary to sell some apples on the street for a while?
Did it warrant the whole family mobilizing to scold her?