Chapter Fifty-Seven: Brother-in-law, Why Don't You Become My Brother-in-law as Well?

Yang Xiaofan summoned all his strength and hurriedly pushed Qin Nuoxin away.

"Um... calm down, don’t get so excited."

With Qin Nuoyu still beside them, wasn’t it inappropriate for her to cling to his leg like that?

After being pushed aside, Qin Nuoxin showed no sign of resentment. Her expression remained fawning and eager.

"Brother-in-law, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

"Brother-in-law, do you need a massage? I just learned how to do it."

"Brother-in-law..."

...

Everyone in the livestream chat was utterly stunned by the scene.

"Is this the power of money? The pup has become his brother-in-law’s sycophant!"

"Brother-in-law is awesome!"

"Even the proud pup can’t hold out before the mighty brother-in-law!"

Yang Xiaofan cast a pleading look toward Qin Nuoyu. Qin Nuoyu shook her head helplessly, stood up, and said,

"Nuoxin, stop fooling around. Your brother-in-law has been driving all night and hasn’t rested yet."

"Oh! I didn’t know, I’m sorry, brother-in-law."

In that moment, Qin Nuoxin reverted to a well-behaved girl.

Yang Xiaofan decided to give her some face, clearing his throat and saying,

"It’s nothing. I’m just an ordinary person. Just don’t get so excited in the future."

"Don’t worry, brother-in-law. I won’t get so excited again."

"By the way, was the highway congested last night?"

"It was! I spent the entire night just getting through the traffic. I’m completely drained."

"It’s fine. Later, I’ll get some of my dad’s goji berries and make you some tea."

Just then, a viewer in the livestream couldn’t help but speak up:

"Don’t you guys think this brother-in-law looks familiar? Haven’t we seen him somewhere before?"

"Yeah, I think so too. He looks like someone I’ve seen."

"Are you dumb? He’s the sand painting master from the welcome gala at Northern Jiangsu University. His short videos blew up on Douyin yesterday!"

"That’s right! Now that you mention it, I remember!"

"Damn, the pup’s brother-in-law is actually that famous artist? His popularity is off the charts now—she’s really going to make it big!"

"Should you rise to wealth, don’t forget your friends."

Seeing the barrage of comments in the livestream, Qin Nuoxin finally realized what was happening. She clung to Yang Xiaofan’s leg once again.

"Wow! Brother-in-law, you’re actually that great artist! I’m your fan, I really admire you!"

Yang Xiaofan’s face darkened even further.

This Qin Nuoxin was getting more and more outrageous—first the knee, now the very base of his thigh.

"Um, don’t get so excited. It’s just a hobby, nothing as impressive as you say."

"Brother-in-law, you’re too modest! If you’re just a small-time artist, then are there any real artists in China? I’ll follow you from now on, boohoo..."

"I don’t even know how to stream."

"But you have so much traffic! All your sand painting videos are trending online. Help me, please! You don’t know, I’ve been streaming for three months and haven’t even broken a hundred followers. My monthly revenue barely hits a thousand; I have to scrimp just to eat, boohoo... I’m so pitiful."

Yang Xiaofan’s face grew even darker.

"But you just told me you had a million followers?"

"Er... cough..."

Qin Nuoxin coughed twice, quickly released Yang Xiaofan, and said awkwardly,

"Um... brother-in-law, I’ll go check where Dad keeps his goji berries. I’ll make you some tea."

With that, she hurriedly fled, and updated her livestream title to “Sand Painting Master—My Brother-in-law.”

And it worked wonders.

Yang Xiaofan’s generous donation had already boosted her popularity, attracting several hundred viewers. Now, with the new title, even more flocked in.

"Is it true? Little streamer, your brother-in-law is the sand painting master from Northern Jiangsu University?"

"Little streamer, we want to see the sand painting master—he’s my idol!"

Qin Nuoxin pressed a finger to her lips, glanced back at her sister’s room to make sure her brother-in-law hadn’t come out, then whispered to the viewers,

"Shh, don’t rush, everyone. I’ll definitely stream more of my brother-in-law’s daily life today. But we can’t let him know, or the fun is over."

Yang Xiaofan had no idea he’d been sold out by his young sister-in-law, with his private life about to be watched and broadcast to countless people.

He just felt a headache coming on, rubbing his temples hard.

Qin Nuoyu took his hand apologetically.

"Sorry, Nuoxin’s been spoiled by our family. She has no sense of propriety."

Yang Xiaofan gave her a gentle smile.

"It’s all right. She’s your sister, so she’s mine too. I have two younger sisters myself, so I’m used to it."

Hearing that Yang Xiaofan had two sisters, Qin Nuoyu’s eyes lit up with longing.

"Right, you haven’t told me about your family yet."

"Well, my parents are ordinary farmers. I have a seventeen-year-old sister, Xiaoyun, who’s in her last year of high school. She’s doing well academically; if she keeps it up, she could get into a top university. And there’s my younger sister Xiaoqing, in her first year of middle school. Her personality is a bit like Nuoxin’s, lively and clever."

"Will they like me?"

"They definitely will."

Yang Xiaofan gently stroked Qin Nuoyu’s head.

"Once Uncle is willing to accept me, I’ll ask him to let me take you home for a visit."

"Mhm!"

Qin Nuoyu nodded vigorously, her excitement evident.

For a woman who truly loves you, gold and riches mean nothing compared to being brought home to meet your family.

True love can never be measured by money.

Unfortunately, such love is all too rare in this materialistic age, where both men and women chase wealth, making genuine feelings between them hard to find.

Fortunately, neither Yang Xiaofan nor Qin Nuoyu were people trapped by money.

As the two basked in their warmth, Qin Nuoxin entered with a cup of goji tea, smiling brightly.

"Brother-in-law, here’s the goji tea I just made for you. It’s good for your health—try it!"

Yang Xiaofan took the tea, sipped it, and nodded gratefully.

"Thank you."

"Oh, brother-in-law, why be so polite with me? What’s our relationship? If you like it, I’ll make it for you every day."

Yang Xiaofan waved his hands quickly.

"No need, really. Too much is more than I can handle."

The livestream viewers felt a pang of envy; the comments rolled in.

"I’m so jealous. The wealthy brother-in-law has not just a beautiful sister, but the pup as well—doesn’t leave any of the sisters behind!"

"Please stream—let’s see brother-in-law tame this little demon pup!"

"Brother-in-law, why not be the brother-in-law and brother-in-law both?"

"Pfft! The elder sister calls him brother-in-law, the younger calls him brother-in-law too."