After dinner, Shen Zhiyi returned to her room, switched on the computer on her desk, and started tinkering with it.
Shen Ke and Zou Hong had no idea how to get along with this daughter of theirs, and worried that she might feel neglected, so they could only send Shen Nianxin in to keep her elder sister company and chat with her.
Shen Nianxin sat at the edge of the bed, watching Shen Zhiyi pull a keyboard and microphone out of her backpack, set them up, and then start adjusting the camera angle. She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Sister, are you a streamer?"
"Mm."
"Wh-what do you stream? Makeup?"
"No." Shen Zhiyi said flatly. "Fortune-telling."
"Huh?"
Opening Pipapa Live and logging into her account, Shen Zhiyi ignored the shock in her younger sister's voice.
"I'm a streamer in the Horror Zone. If you're scared, you don't have to stay here to keep me company."
Shen Nianxin: "…"
…
Back in her own room, Shen Nianxin received a call from Shen Nianqing.
Because of what Shen Nianqing had said to their parents before she left, Shen Nianxin harbored resentment toward her, and her tone was cold and hard.
"What is it?"
As if she couldn't hear the rejection in her voice, Shen Nianqing asked softly, "Nianxin, have you eaten?"
"None of your business."
"Nianxin, are you blaming me?" Shen Nianqing choked out. "I know I spoke out of line today, but I'd only just learned about my background—my mind was a complete blank, which is why I said those things to Mom and Dad…"
"Alright, alright." Shen Nianxin cut her off impatiently. "What exactly do you want?"
It had always been like this—even though she was the older one, whenever trouble came, all she did was whimper and cry, annoying everyone around her.
Used to her younger sister's attitude, Shen Nianqing said, "Is Sister settling in well at the new home? Has she been throwing tantrums with Mom and Dad?"
"What's there not to settle into?" Shen Nianxin sneered. "Oh, I haven't congratulated you yet. Now that you've found rich parents and hit the big time, don't bother keeping ties with poor folks like us. We can't afford to climb that high."
With that, she hung up directly.
Staring at the darkened screen, Shen Nianqing blinked, and a tear slipped down her cheek. She sobbed, "Sister must be blaming me—otherwise Nianxin wouldn't be so harsh with me…"
"What right does she have to blame you?" Cheng Haoyu wrapped his arm around her shoulder, comforting her in a low voice. "You're just too soft-hearted. I told you long ago not to keep in touch with them—from now on, you're not in the same world as them anymore. They're jealous of you, so of course they won't treat you well."
"But… Sister did live in that family for nineteen years, after all. Mom and Dad must still worry about her… I just want them to get along."
Seeing the girl's tears, Cheng Haoyu's heart melted completely.
"Alright, alright, don't cry. Leave this to me—I'll handle it."
…
Shen Zhiyi kept her stream running, chatting with a few small fans in the bullet comments.
When she saw Cheng Haoyu's incoming call, she suddenly remembered she'd forgotten to block him.
So annoying.
"What is it?"
"Be nicer to Nianqing from now on." The man's tone was hostile. "Don't forget you're no longer the eldest miss of the Shen family. If you make Nianqing upset again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
"I'm not a doctor."
The topic shifted so abruptly that Cheng Haoyu blurted out, "What?"
"If you're sick, go to a hospital. Don't bother me."
Does this guy have a screw loose? Calling just to bark at me?
Shen Zhiyi hung up the phone and immediately blocked all his contact information.
The first time Shen Zhiyi hung up on him, Cheng Haoyu was stunned, then his face darkened.
What is she doing? Playing hard to get? She'd been fawning over him for over a decade, and suddenly going cold these past two years—did she really think he couldn't see through her little tricks?
He'd never thought much of her even when she was still the young miss of the Shen family. Now that she'd become the daughter of a small restaurant owner, she was even further beneath his notice.
"Ha. Shen Zhiyi, let's see how long you can hold out."
A pampered princess who'd never known hardship—when she couldn't take it anymore, she'd have no choice but to come crawling back to him shamelessly.
He'd wait.
…
After hanging up, Shen Zhiyi suddenly noticed the livestream viewer count skyrocketing—online viewers had broken straight past one hundred thousand.
As a low-key nobody who'd never seen this many people before, she raised an eyebrow, ignored whatever was happening, and asked calmly: "Anyone want their fortune told?"
The moment she spoke, the comments went wild.
"The streamer is so pretty! Could Lord Rang have done this on purpose?"
"Confirmed now—Lord Rang likes looking at pretty girls. He even picked a female streamer for his horror room visit!"
"The streamer does fortune-telling? Do one for Lord Rang—see if their team can win their next match."
"Is this what horror zone streamers look like? I'm in love!"
"Lord Rang, say something! Too shy to talk to the pretty sister?"
The fans chattered noisily, but no one asked for a fortune reading. Shen Zhiyi ignored them and went back to playing her match-3 game.
"The streamer is so aloof!"
"Lord Rang, go for it! Win her over!"
"Streamer, Lord Rang is requesting to connect—don't ignore him!"
Hearing the notification in her earpiece, Shen Zhiyi accepted the connection.
"Ahem." The young man who appeared on screen was handsome and fair-skinned, with slightly upturned peach-blossom eyes that curved as he smiled at the camera. "Sister, good evening."
"Ahhh! Lord Rang calling her sister is so cute!"
"Wuwuwu my boy is so polite! I want him to call me sister too!"
"Hey, the one calling him 'my boy'—your generational title is all messed up!"
Ignoring the chaotic comments, Shen Zhiyi nodded: "Hello."
After a pause, she asked sincerely: "Want your fortune told?"
The young man, who had been organizing his words, froze and blurted out: "You can tell fortunes?"
"Divination and fortune-telling, Fuluan Divination—I do it all." A potential client had arrived, so Shen Zhiyi introduced her services thoroughly. "One rocket per reading. If it's inaccurate, I'll give a full refund."
One rocket was two thousand.
"So expensive?"
"It actually costs money?"
"Surely no one actually believes this stuff?"
"The streamer could just rob you outright, but instead she insists on telling your fortune. Lord Rang, the streamer truly loves you."
Most of the comments were from the young man's fans, and nine out of ten didn't support him spending money on a fortune reading.
"We agreed on a horror room visit—no need to waste money on some scammer, right?"
"Exactly, clearly a scam. Lord Rang earns a lot, but that doesn't mean he should throw money away."
"The sister's pretty, so why is she doing this kind of swindling work?"
Shen Zhiyi ignored the comments and looked at the young man: "Want a reading?"
If not, she'd kick him out.
Don't waste her time doing business.
Qin Rang frowned as he studied the girl on screen, feeling like she looked vaguely familiar.
That sense of familiarity kept him from immediately rejecting her request.
He sent her a rocket.
"Read it."
The livestream was originally for the show's effect, and besides, two thousand yuan was nothing to him.
Seeing the gift animation, Shen Zhiyi nodded: "What do you want to calculate?"
Qin Rang propped his cheek on one hand, smiling slightly at the camera: "Sister, do you usually watch the Interstellar League Confrontation Tournament?"
"No."
"Then this is it."
Qin Rang opened the livestream video.
"It's a 5v5 tower-pushing game. What you're seeing now is the summer season livestream. In this very match, best of five, which team do you think will win?"
"You want to calculate this?"
"Yeah." Qin Rang said, "The red team has a pro player I like, and the blue team is a new team that made it into the league this year. The score is one to zero right now. Which side do you think will win?"
"Two to three." Not expecting that what he wanted to calculate was something so simple, Shen Zhiyi said directly, "The final red-blue score."
"You're saying they'll come back from two down to win three?" Qin Rang let out a ha, clearly not believing that result, "Sister, you're not just making that up randomly, are you?"