Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

Yan Weixi, sitting in the car and checking the factory situation through the control panel, curled the corners of her lips in a triumphant smile.

Refining medicine.

She's a professional.

It just doesn't look very appealing.

Seeing that her grand plan had come to an end, Yan Weixi stopped paying attention, took out her phone, and saw that it was exactly ten o'clock.

It's time to refresh the main character's live stream.

"Cat, what's the name of the new protagonist's live stream?"

next moment.

An eerie silence fell.

The red panda managed to say with difficulty, "I...don't know either."

"We don't know who the main character is yet, and we don't have the authority to unlock the later parts of the story. The main character's ID isn't listed in the current storyline."

Yan Weixi: "..."

Yan Weixi could only painfully scroll through the page while searching.

After half an hour.

She said dejectedly, "It's almost over, isn't it? Why haven't I seen it yet!"

The little panda who was helping to boost the live stream also looked miserable: "The plot says that the protagonist is not very famous now, so not many people are boosting it. It's all based on luck."

Yan Weixi looked pained: "Am I really that unlucky?"

Red panda: "No..."

"In a sense, you're very lucky."

"why?"

"Because... those who are currently browsing the protagonist's live stream are either dying, have just lost their children, or are being haunted by ghosts."

Yan Weixi: "..."

"Alright. I know what kind of subject matter it is."

"how do you know?"

"You're telling me it's a script where you watch someone help you escape danger on a live stream, and then get praised and treated like a VIP by a big shot."

The little panda honestly replied, "Yes..."

Yan Weixi asked it, "Where is the plot at now?"

"Just finished dealing with a rich man whose 'children aren't his, his wife isn't his, but the cuckold' is definitely his.'"

"Now it's the turn of a CEO who lost his daughter."

Yan Weixi: "..."

"Can't you come up with something original? I can tell the second half of these plots just by listening to them."

Little Panda: "Just tell me, next time you see this kind of novel, will you still read it?"

Yan Weixi answered immediately: "Yes."

Red panda: "..."

"Where is the CEO who was having his fortune told now?"

Right now, the CEO is looking for his daughter, so he's bound to have his phone with him at all times, and it's highly likely he's playing a live stream right now.

She planned to just go over and peek (crossed out), snatch it (crossed out again)... Hmm! Openly and legitimately watching the live stream!

*

"Dude, look at my new sports car, it's way cooler than yesterday's!"

"This car is not bad, I'll get one to play with sometime... Wait, bro, there's another toy car chasing you from behind!"

"Son, we're not even staying up late yet, and you're having another nightmare?"

The toy car disappeared in the blink of an eye yesterday, which made him very convinced that he must have seen it wrong yesterday.

next second.

A red toy car darted past him.

His eyes widened again: "Holy crap, the toy car has come to life!?"

Another person habitually chimed in: "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, beings are not allowed to become spirits!"

Am I awake or not?

"...Is this the punishment for not going to bed early?"

*

Yan Weixi rushed to the hospital.

"Kitty, how far has the plot progressed?"

"The CEO just took his daughter to the hospital."

"I should still be able to make it if I go now." Yan Weixi was a woman of her word and immediately took the elevator upstairs.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw a man in a suit standing guard in front of the ward door like a watchtower.

Yan Weixi squinted at her.

Why does the boy next to the man look so familiar?

Fearing that the CEO would leave the live stream, Yan Weixi, disregarding the fact that he looked familiar, pretended to be a passerby and sneaked over quietly.

Fortunately, the man was looking at his phone the whole time, and the boy next to him happened to walk into the VIP ward, giving Yan Weixi an opportunity.

She quietly approached the man.

She tiptoed quietly, strained her eyes, and easily saw the contents of the phone with her excellent eyesight.

In the live broadcast room:

A boy whose gender was indistinguishable was sitting at a desk wearing a mask. His fingers, white and delicate like scallion segments, rested on the desk, where a row of plain white playing cards without any patterns or designs stood out.

The comments below kept scrolling.

Yan Weixi took the opportunity to look at the name on it:

An unorthodox fortune teller.

Having obtained the crucial information, she immediately turned around and slipped away.

As soon as I turned around, I was met with something soft.

Yan Weixi looked up and asked, "?"

A face so beautiful it would drive anyone crazy with its allure suddenly appeared before her.

Yan Weixi then realized that she had just bumped into someone's arms.

She immediately jumped back: "Sorry! I didn't notice you behind me and accidentally bumped into you!"

"It's alright." The woman's voice was sweet and reassuring.

The woman quickly approached the man and asked, "How is Wan'er?"

"The doctor said it's nothing serious, he just fainted from being too frightened."

"Huh, that's good."

Yan Weixi was sneaking away when a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Dad, Mom, Xiaowan is fine. Just let her get some sleep."

“That’s fine. Although the suites inside are well soundproofed, Wan’er is a light sleeper. Let’s not go in and disturb her for now. We’ll go into the living room to keep watch over her once she’s sound asleep.”

A woman's worried voice came through: "Is Wan'er really alright?"

"Yes, Mom. Don't worry, Xiaowan just had a full check-up and she's not injured. She's just a little tired, so let her rest."

"Huh, that's good."

"Hmm? Xi... Yan classmate?"

Yan Weixi, who was on the run: "!"

Yan Weixi, who was recognized on the spot, turned around stiffly, and when she saw that it was Huo Xunan, she was completely numb.

She could only greet him honestly: "Student Huo... What a coincidence."

"Hello, Uncle Huo and Aunt Huo." She didn't forget to greet the elders.

He saw that the three people opposite him were staring intently at him.

Embarrassed, she started working on civil engineering again with both toes.

Help.

Is there anyone who can save her from this embarrassing situation?

The man next to Huo Xunan felt that Yan Weixi's face looked very familiar as soon as he saw her, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

Only after his son reminded him did the man realize where this sense of familiarity came from.

Doesn't it look familiar?

I see that face of the "face-obsessed" guy every day.

Even if he were reduced to ashes, he would still recognize him.

Even Yan Xian'an's child looked extremely familiar.

"Are you Sister Bai Ci's youngest daughter, Xi Xi?" the woman suddenly asked.

Yan Weixi nodded: "Yes, Du."

The woman immediately leaned down and looked at Yan Weixi gently, her eyes full of tenderness and surprise: "You look so alike."

Seeing his wife's expression, Huo Qiyan's internal alarm bells went off almost immediately!

He immediately pulled his wife back: "Honey, it's already very late. The two kids have school tomorrow. Let them go home and sleep first."

The woman looked regretful: "Alright."

Huo Qiyan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the word "okay".

But because he carelessly relaxed, his wife unknowingly took advantage of the situation and broke free from his grasp.

The woman persisted: "Xiao Xi'er, is your mother home lately? How is she? Is she free? Can I visit you this weekend?"

Huo Qiyan never expected that his wife would run off to someone else's face again when he wasn't watching her closely enough.