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

Despite all her precautions, Yan Weixi never expected to have such bad luck even in the afternoon.

She fell into a manhole cover halfway there, but luckily she used her magic to protect herself beforehand, so she didn't get her school uniform dirty and had to go back to change.

When she finally climbed out using her magic, she discovered that the manhole cover had been loose for a long time.

Kind-hearted Xiao Yan originally wanted to help cover it up, but fearing that covering it would cause trouble, she simply found something, wrote a few words on it, and plucked a handful of soil from the neighboring tree to use as a base for the sign.

Having done all this, she lived up to expectations—

I'm late.

Xiao Yan decided to go and grab the main character tonight to latch onto his coattails.

She'd had enough of being punished for being late!

(??)

night.

Yan Weixi obediently stayed in the room.

At nine o'clock, she would open the live stream of the unorthodox fortune teller.

The other party had just started broadcasting.

Her steady voice suddenly vanished.

Yan Weixi: "?"

She reopened the stable audio, searched for the live stream, and clicked in.

It crashed again.

Yan Weixi: "??"

Order again.

The app crashed twice.

Yan Weixi: "???"

She stubbornly ordered it again.

The app crashed again.

Yan Weixi: "???"

Yan Weixi decisively uninstalled the stable audio software and then re-downloaded it.

After downloading, I watched a few videos to make sure the app wouldn't crash before entering the live stream.

But it still couldn't escape the fate of crashing again and again.

Yan Weixi: "??????"

Yan Weixi finally understood: not only could she not get the chance to enter, she didn't even have the qualification to go in!

Bah!

This is too unfair to the cannon fodder NPCs!

So, you have to rely on luck to play NPCs?

Looking at her phone that kept crashing, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Hey, if President Huo can get in, my dad should be able to too, right?"

President got it?

Is he about to die?

The little panda quipped, "Even President Yan would praise you for being such a filial son."

"Hehe, I'm just telling the truth!"

Yan Weixi made a quick decision and ran straight to Yan Xian'an's room.

study.

When Yan Xian'an heard his daughter ask to borrow his phone, he immediately handed it over: "Here you go."

"Okay! Thank you, Dad."

Yan Weixi opened the live stream using Yan Xian'an's phone.

Fortunately, I didn't crash.

The boy in the live stream had laid out a table full of cards, just like last night.

A young man's clear, gentle voice came from behind him: "'This trip was worthwhile,' which card do you want to draw?"

Yan Weixi was lying on the huge sofa in Yan Xian'an's study, leisurely watching the live stream on her phone.

Yan Xian'an, who was engrossed in her work, glanced at Yan Weixi, who was lying down playing on her phone, and reminded her, "Don't hold your phone too close."

"Good."

Yan Weixi pulled it open by one centimeter.

Yan Xian'an: "..."

Yan Weixi looked at the white cards spread out like a fan in the live stream room, curiously waiting to see which one the person connecting would choose.

Before entering the live stream, she thought it was a novel about fortune telling based on facial features.

I never expected it to be a tarot card reading.

This piqued her interest.

The viewers in the live chat, who were also waiting, couldn't help but urge the person connecting to the live stream.

[If you eat the middle lane again, I'll smash your dog head: I'm watching the streamer's script again. Whether it's real or fake, as long as it's entertaining, that's all that matters.]

[I'd marry the God of Wealth even if it meant marrying a multi-millionaire: How many scripts did the streamer have today? Enough to keep me entertained! I'm a country bumpkin, I love watching!]

[I'm just a lazy bum, what did I do wrong? Which circle has my phone dragged me into this time? Oh well, I'll see.]

[Besides sleeping, I also eat: Hurry up and choose, I want some gossip!]

Not a moment.

The other boy on the line replied, "Left 8."

Upon hearing "Left 8," the boy in the live stream flipped over the "Left 8" card, which only had one image on it.

The patterns on the cards resemble intricate hand-drawn runes, like runes on talisman paper, drawn with gold powder.

Yan Weixi thought it was a tarot card.

But to her surprise, it was a card she had never seen before.

The boy glanced at the card and got straight to the point: "Student, high school, with a beauty mark under the eye in the bottom right corner, currently drinking grape juice in the presidential suite on the 35th floor of The Wang, while your friend is giving your phone screen the middle finger in disdain."

The other party was silent for a moment.

Yes, you're right.

This statement immediately caused a stir in the live chat.

[Elbow strike! Elbow strike! Another boss-centric scenario? Boss-centric scenarios are so boring!]

[Even dogs wouldn't play this crappy game: The Wang? That luxury entertainment venue where you'd go bankrupt after just one night? The streamer should at least make something believable! What truly wealthy person would be so bored as to play this kind of livestream?]

[This is boring, this is obviously scripted, I'm leaving!]

The boy on the other end of the line seemed unconcerned by their nonsense and immediately sent fifty Carnivals.

Suddenly.

The screen was flooded with carnival images.

Looking at the carnival-themed images filling her phone screen, Yan Weixi couldn't help but sigh, "It's good to be rich."

Donate money as soon as you say you'll donate.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a world of novels.

They spend money without batting an eye.

Hearing his daughter's words, Yan Xian'an looked up from his desk piled high with documents: "You need money?"

"It's alright, I'm just marveling at the allure of the rich kid's tipping." Yan Weixi replied casually.

"Feed me if you want, and tell me if you don't have enough money."

"Ok."

Seeing his little darling agree so obediently, Yan Xian'an suddenly felt guilty.

He thought he had provided his child with a comfortable life, but he never expected that his little darling would be so poor that she would have to envy someone who gave her a tip!

He despises himself!

It's amazing that they didn't earn more money for their child!

No!

Tonight, we'll continue to squeeze the Huo family dry!

Simultaneously.

The boy's voice rang out: "You calculate what I need to calculate."

Yan Weixi also became curious.

Because she doesn't know who the main character is, she can only passively watch the live stream and guess who the main character is.

The boy in the live stream told him to continue choosing cards.

The boy on the line quickly chose the card number 3 on the right.

The boy flipped over the card, and the pattern on it was different from the previous one.

"You're thinking about how many points you'll get on your midterm. You did normally in all the other subjects, but you only got 38 points in Chinese."

Upon hearing this, the boy scoffed, "38 points in Chinese? You might as well have just handed in a blank paper."

The boy didn't care about that, and just casually lifted his eyelids, saying indifferently, "I'll give you a divination."

He then picked up the three black cards at the top.

After a quick shuffle, the cards were turned over, and the following was written on them:

It can be modified.

He flipped the card over and put it back.

Then he spoke: "Get out of The Wang within fifteen minutes, don't take the elevator."

The male student on the other end of the line asked, "Why should I believe you?"

"You can try."

a long time.

The other party remained silent for quite a while.

"Okay, let's give it a try!"

"If you dare to mess with me, I guarantee you'll regret it!"

"Don't think you can mess with people just because you're hiding behind the net. I have plenty of ways to find you. So, still want to bet?"

The boy was fearless: "Fourteen minutes left."

"Fine! You've got guts!"

"I'll see if you're lying to me. I've turned on the video and recorded the entire seven minutes!"

It seems they mean what they say.

The other person turned on their camera and even flipped it to the rear camera.

next moment.

The layout and facilities of the presidential suite are fully displayed.

The comments section immediately fell silent.

[Holy crap! Dude, are you serious?]

[Oh my god! It really is a presidential suite! I thought it was a script!]

Wow! That's a huge expense! This must have cost a fortune in just one day! The streamer really went all out!