After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Lin Nan looked at me with an unfriendly expression and said with disgust, "Just give me the medicine, you don't need to go in."

I knew she didn't want me to meet Jiang Yichen, fearing it would delay his medication time, so I had no choice but to listen to her.

I sat on a chair in the corridor and could vaguely see Jiang Yichen drinking his medicine through the crack in the door.

He still had a frown on his face.

Ten minutes later, Lin Nan came out and tossed me the empty medicine bottle.

"You don't need to brew medicine for Jiang Yichen anymore. I can handle that."

Upon hearing this, I immediately stood up from my seat and blurted out, "Why?"

Lin Nan smiled dismissively and said without any attempt to hide her feelings, "Jiang Yichen became like this because of you. Only if you stay far away from him will he be alright."

These words struck me like a heavy blow to the heart.

She instantly suppressed the resentment in her heart.

"Give me the prescription, and this matter will have nothing to do with you from now on."

As she spoke, she pulled out several red banknotes from her bag and stuffed them into my hand, clearly trying to dismiss me.

"Here's the money for your medicine during this time and a reward for your hard work. Take it."

I was humiliated once again.

Looking at the red bill in my hand, I returned it to her without thinking, saying firmly, "You don't need to give me money."

Even though I was reluctant, I still took out the prescription and handed it to her.

"There are a few special prescriptions that you can't buy at ordinary Chinese medicine shops. Go to the large pharmacy next to the South Bus Station. They're the only place that has these prescriptions. I go there often. Just show them the prescription and they'll know what to do."

Lin Nan's gaze toward me held a hint of ambiguity.

Perhaps they didn't expect me to travel so far to buy medicine, or perhaps they were surprised that I handed over the prescription so readily.

I then left the hospital.

Now that I don't have to brew medicine for Jiang Yichen, I have some free time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I started live streaming again.

But I often think about Jiang Yichen's condition, and my heart is filled with sorrow, which makes the live broadcast room always carry a special kind of sadness.

The already sparse popularity has dropped even further.

Every time I'm in front of the camera, I just space out and occasionally interact with the comments section.

Until a comment suddenly appeared in the comments section.

[What's wrong with you these past few days, streamer? I haven't seen you stream in a while, you seem to have something on your mind.]

The fans' comments touched the deepest part of my heart, and I instantly broke down.

My nose felt a little sore, and my voice choked up involuntarily.

“I hurt someone, and I’ve been trying to make up for my past mistakes, but they keep rejecting me.”

The fan kept sending me messages and interacting with me.

[Could you elaborate? I'm happy to listen.]

[It's okay, streamer. Sometimes it's easier to feel better if you talk about it. You can talk to me about it.]

My heart ached more and more, and I uncontrollably began to talk about the past.

“I used to be very domineering and always did things that hurt people, causing them great harm, both physically and psychologically.”

I deliberately concealed Jiang Yichen's name and identity, and revealed all my past misdeeds in the live broadcast.

The more I talk about the past, the more guilty I feel, and tears keep streaming down my face.

If I had been nicer to Jiang Yichen back then, things wouldn't be like this now.

I poured my heart out to the camera, but the live stream suddenly went black.

what happened?

I wiped away my tears before I could clearly see the large words displayed on my phone screen.

The live stream violated regulations.

But I didn't do anything, I just told a few stories.

My live stream was immediately shut down by the platform.

I immediately went to the official channels to appeal, but no one paid any attention to me. I only received a message that my live stream room had been inexplicably banned for a week.

Did Jiang Yichen do it? Why is he even taking away this little bit of venting from him?

I felt increasingly devastated, and I covered my face and cried uncontrollably.

But I don't want to just sit around doing nothing.

Taking this opportunity, I plan to assist other top streamers in the company's live streams and learn more from them.

I recently met a streamer named Xiaoyu, and she was among the top three performers in our company last month.

She's on a completely different track from Britney Spears; her forte is costume dance.

Xiaoyu has an assistant named Brother Zhang, who took extra care of me when he learned that I was coming to help.

He said that it's not easy for new anchors when they first come to the company, and they must be patient. In time, they will make a name for themselves.

He probably felt sorry for me because he heard about the punishment I received recently.

Brother Zhang is a nice guy; he teaches me all sorts of things whenever he has free time.

The lighting, clothing, and even makeup in Xiaoyu's live stream were all designed by him.

And he gave me all of this without reservation.

When I went to get my change of clothes, Brother Zhang was also busy nearby. He was very focused and didn't notice me at all.

However, just as I was rummaging through the shelves, he was carrying a box and about to walk forward when he accidentally tripped over a clothes rack on the ground and almost fell on me.

I was startled by this sudden action and backed away, accidentally bumping into the shelf next to me, causing the items on the shelf to fall down.

Xiaoyu was attracted by the commotion we were making. When she saw that I was standing very close to Brother Zhang, she frowned and her face turned terribly gloomy.

I lowered my head awkwardly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, I just assumed that what had just happened was a minor incident.

But when I walked back to Xiaoyu, her attitude towards me suddenly changed, and her eyes looked like they were poisoned.

Previously, Xiaoyu didn't deliberately target me.

Now she keeps ordering me around, telling me to do this and that.

Even small tasks like serving tea and water require me to do them.

I didn't think much of it, assuming that her mistake earlier had affected her live stream.

After Xiaoyu's live stream ended, Brother Zhang realized something was wrong. He walked over to me, looking ashamed, and said, "Gu Mo, do you have time later? Let's have dinner together after get off work. Consider it my apology on Xiaoyu's behalf."

Brother Zhang taught me a lot, and I felt embarrassed to accept his so-called apology, so I could only politely decline.

"It's alright, Brother Zhang, it's nothing, no need to be so polite."

He sighed, "That's just Xiaoyu's personality, don't mind it. I'll teach you some industry skills."

My eyes lit up; this was a rare opportunity.

Not wanting to owe anyone a favor, I offered to treat them myself.

After finishing my work, I immediately went to the restaurant to keep my appointment.

During the meal, I kept asking Brother Zhang about various live-streaming techniques, and he shared all of them with me without reservation.

He added, "Gu Mo, Xiao Yu really went too far today. I hope you won't be angry."

For a moment, I suddenly envied Xiaoyu.

No matter what she does, there's always someone cleaning up after her.

Just then, someone suddenly pulled me up from my seat.

Before I could react, a heavy slap landed directly on my face.