Su Wanxin watched the barrage for a while, then turned off her assistant and withdrew her gaze, her lips curving into a slight smile.
That smile, casual as it was, made quite a few viewers gasp, their throats tightening.
Live streaming really puts one’s looks to the test.
Su Wanxin isn’t a professional strear, and her ho lacks all those beauty-enhancing caras, sound cards, microphones, and the like.
She just appeared directly in front of her laptop’s built-in cara, with no skin smoothing or face slimming effects – just a bright and charming smile that was exceptionally captivating.
She wore a white shirt, with the top button undone, subtly revealing her collarbone.
Around her neck hung a necklace, a fine white gold chain, though the pendant at its end was not visible.
Su Wanxin didn’t say much and went straight to the main topic.
She logged into her account, and the mont the account balance displayed, the barrage went crazy.
[I’m blind! Can soone help count how many digits are there in total?!?!?!]
[Eight digits!!! Sister above, I’ve counted it for you! Not many, just over 60 million!!]
[The Su Family has been making a killing these years, truly aweso...]
[I just love these rich and beautiful ladies! Aweso!!]
...
Su Wanxin did not look at the barrage, focusing instead.
She had specifically withdrawn so money from the account that afternoon; otherwise, it would have been over a hundred million. Since Fu Shihan played big, she also added more funds along with him.
The larger the amount, the greater the fluctuation, the bigger the psychological impact, the more thrilling the play.
She leaned back in her chair, her eyes slightly bright as she stared at the computer screen, her phone within reach for answering calls or replying to ssages.
Initially distracted by her beauty, viewers soon reduced their barrage comnts, engrossed instead in her every move, captivated by her boldness and calm.
It must be said, the wealthy do have a certain confidence.
Su Wanxin could afford to gamble with 60 million here, indicating her total assets far exceeded this amount. Even if she lost these 60 million, it wouldn’t bother her.
It was this assurance that enabled her to play so fearlessly, following her whims.
Fu Shihan was returning to Imperial Capital tonight. He got ho around nine, not yet half-past.
Upon getting ho and going upstairs, he powered on his computer.
He was about to send Su Wanxin a video ssage through his phone when he saw a ssage from Lu Ci containing a web link.
H: A porn site?
L: ...Porn your face, your wife is live streaming. Aren’t you going to watch?
Live streaming?
Fu Shihan hadn’t heard about this.
He opened the link Lu Ci sent, and monts later, he saw Su Wanxin’s face and a barrage of comnts that displeased him.
Especially when soone called Su Wanxin "wife," he was seething with anger.
He sat frowning in his chair for a while, then stood up and walked outside.
He went downstairs, left the building, and headed next door, ringing the doorbell.
Su Yao ca to open the door, startled to see him, and asked warily, "What are you doing here this late?"
"Just need a word with Wanwan."
"No way!" Su Yao quickly refused. "My sister is live streaming right now!"
The TV in the living room was displaying a live streaming platform, and Su Yao was fervently watching, impressed by her sister’s prowess.
Fu Shihan looked at her indifferently and said, "I know, step aside."
Su Yao: "..."
That tone, why did it sound a bit odd?
Step aside? Let him in? What does he want to do?
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