Chapter Fifty-Four: The Streamer Sister-in-law, Catching the Scoundrel Live

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Yang Xiaofan was utterly bewildered.

What was happening? Why would I want anything from Auntie? The one I want to marry is Qin Nuanyu!

Although Auntie wasn’t that old, maintained her skin impeccably, her figure was still graceful, and her style was even more alluring than Qin Nuanyu’s, she couldn’t possibly become my wife, could she?

Become a kept man?

No way. What use would that be?

He really didn’t dare to keep winning, and Mother Qin could see Yang Xiaofan’s awkwardness, feeling both embarrassed and furious at Father Qin’s behavior.

After all, she was Yang Xiaofan’s future mother-in-law, his elder. How could he say such things?

Fuming, Mother Qin stormed over and flipped Father Qin’s chessboard.

“I see you’re losing your mind with age! Did you think I was a pushover just because I’ve kept quiet? Give you a little respect and you think you can do whatever you please—trying to act all high and mighty, are you?”

Mother Qin’s sudden outburst startled Father Qin so much he nearly jumped.

“What? And you want to take his side now?”

“Take his side? You were about to lose your wife in a bet, and you have the nerve to talk to me like that? Listen up, old man: my daughter is my own flesh and blood. I decide who she marries, and she’s marrying Xiaofan. Whether you agree or not makes no difference—if you don’t like it, get out.”

Father Qin was shaking with anger.

“Fine! Fine! So I’m no longer welcome in this house, is that it? That’s just great. I’ll leave, all right? There, happy now?”

Too angry and wronged to stay another moment, Father Qin seized the excuse and stormed out.

“Uncle Qin...”

Yang Xiaofan hurried after him. If Father Qin really left in a huff, things would only get more complicated.

But Mother Qin grabbed Yang Xiaofan’s arm.

“Let him go! That stubborn old man needs to cool off, or he’ll get even more full of himself. Don’t worry—with Auntie on your side, no one will dare stand in the way of your marriage to Nuanyu.”

With his future mother-in-law saying that, what else could Yang Xiaofan say?

“Thank you so much, Auntie Qin.”

“It’s nothing. You’ve been driving all night—go get some rest in your room. I’ll head to the market and pick up some groceries. At noon, Auntie will make you a good meal.”

“Thank you, Auntie.”

...

Father Qin, meanwhile, had only just reached the door and closed it behind him. In truth, he hadn’t left at all; instead, he pressed his ear against the door, eavesdropping on Yang Xiaofan and the others.

Hearing that Yang Xiaofan wanted to come after him, he nodded in satisfaction, a glimmer of pride in his heart.

But when he heard what his wife had to say, he was instantly dizzy with anger, turned on his heel, and stomped down the stairs without a backward glance.

...

Elsewhere in the residential compound, a stylish young woman was marching over, holding up her phone on a selfie stick, fuming with righteous indignation.

She wore an off-shoulder, lightweight autumn sweater paired with a denim pencil skirt, little leather boots on her feet, and her makeup was flawlessly applied. Her looks were every bit as stunning as Qin Nuanyu’s—perhaps even bearing a striking resemblance.

As she walked, she complained out loud:

“Folks, I just got word from home: some scoundrel bullied my sister and got her pregnant. I’m heading back now to tear that jerk apart with my own hands.”

The handful of viewers in her livestream instantly perked up, gossiping away.

“Fiery little streamer, ready to take down a scumbag live.”

“Streamer, are you up for it? Can you really beat the guy? Don’t let him bully you too—what if you end up pregnant as well?”

“What age are we living in? Having a baby before marriage is pretty normal, isn’t it? Why go after him?”

...

Seeing the barrage of comments, Qin Nuanxin clenched her delicate fists in anger.

“What a joke! Our Qin family is respected for its scholarly tradition. What he’s done is an insult to our family’s honor. I, Qin Nuanxin, will never let him off the hook. When I see him, I’ll use the Taekwondo I just learned and kick him so hard he’ll never have children again!”

“Yikes—this streamer’s way too fierce. I’m out, I’m out, can’t mess with her.”

“No need to run—she only took half a day of Taekwondo classes, and that was because I tipped her ten bucks. As soon as she got to the dojo, a few elementary school kids sent her crashing to the mat and beat her up. If the instructor hadn’t stepped in for fear she’d die right there, she’d be in the hospital by now.”

“Pfft—hahaha...”

The livestream chat erupted in laughter.

Qin Nuanxin stomped her feet in frustration, but there was nothing she could do.

She was just a small-time streamer, scraping by on the thousand or so in tips her viewers sent each month—barely enough for living expenses.

If she managed to offend these viewers, she wouldn’t even make a thousand, and then she’d have to go begging her parents for money.

Her father had objected to her streaming from the start, leading to a huge argument. If she couldn’t stream and still had to ask him for money, he’d never let her hear the end of it.

So, in her heart, Qin Nuanxin swore silently:

“Just wait—you’ll all see. I’m going to blow your minds.”

Just then, her gaze landed on a Ferrari parked in the lot below, and her eyes lit up with excitement.

“Wow! A Ferrari! Look, everyone, look! It’s really a Ferrari! Which model is this?”

“It’s a Ferrari 488—on the road, that’s at least five or six million. Damn, streamer, isn’t this a neighborhood that’s being redeveloped? Who here is that rich?”

Some viewer in the chat recognized Yang Xiaofan’s car right away.

“Wow, five or six million! That’s insane! I wonder if he lives in our building. If I could borrow the key and show you guys the interior, that’d be amazing.”

Qin Nuanxin spoke sweetly, trying to hide the drool threatening to spill as she stared at the Ferrari.

A five- or six-million-yuan car!

With what she earned from streaming, it would take her five or six centuries to afford that.

So extravagant.

Her viewers couldn’t help but get excited along with her.

“Streamer, if you can borrow the key, I’ll send you a rocket.”

Qin Nuanxin’s eyes instantly sparkled.

A rocket was worth five hundred yuan—half of that in her pocket would be two hundred and fifty, quite a haul!

“All right, it’s a deal. After I deal with the scumbag, I’ll go borrow the Ferrari.”

A wolfish howl echoed in the chat.

“Awooo—streamer’s about to go live with a Ferrari, what a spectacle.”

“But will someone who owns a Ferrari actually lend it out? What if they want something in return—what if they ask you to sleep with them?”

“Yeah! So, are we paying five hundred bucks just to have you sacrifice yourself for someone else’s fun?”

“If the streamer does that, I’m leaving this chat for good.”

Qin Nuanxin hurried to explain:

“Don’t worry, I have my principles. I’d never do anything to let you down.”

At that moment, Father Qin came storming out of the building, hands clasped behind his back, looking furious.

Qin Nuanxin quickly caught up with him.

“Dad! Why are you downstairs?”

Father Qin shot her an annoyed glance and said, “Why am I downstairs? Can’t you see I’ve been driven out by anger? You really have no sense at all, hmph!”

With that, he stormed off.

Watching her father’s retreating back, the chat grew anxious.

“You just got here and already drove your dad away. This scumbag must be something else! Streamer, are you sure you can handle him?”

Qin Nuanxin ground her teeth, her dainty fists clenched tight.

“That scumbag, coming to our house and acting so arrogant—I’ll show him what I’m made of!”