A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

The Wrangler driver's knees slammed against the soft, damp meadow, his gaze fixed on the two figures on the suspended balcony.

On the balcony, Chen Lang had one arm around the girl in his arms, seemingly noticing the movement.

He turned his head slightly, his stray hairs fluttering in the evening breeze of Cangshan Mountain, and his cold eyes swept down casually across the twilight dozens of meters away.

That seemingly casual glance sent chills down the spine of the Wrangler owner.

An extremely dangerous chill shot straight to the top of his head.

Holy crap!

He let out a low cry of fear and scrambled toward the driver's seat.

Because his legs were weak, he tripped and fell hard by the car door, getting a mouthful of smelly grass clippings in his mouth.

He frantically shoved himself into the seat, not even bothering to fasten his seatbelt, and floored the accelerator.

The red Wrangler let out a mournful roar, its tires spinning and slipping on the muddy road, kicking up clouds of mud.

The car body twisted and swerved, and the right front of the car scraped against a century-old pine tree with a loud bang, tearing off a large piece of paint.

He didn't dare stop at all, and reversed the steering wheel three times, fleeing the territory like a madman.

The floating live-streaming ball coldly recorded this embarrassing scene.

The live stream was instantly flooded with comments from 400,000 online viewers.

[You're sweating buckets, bro! Serves you right for trying to act tough; you've messed with the devil!]

[Brother Lang didn't say a word, just one look from him, and the sheer pressure he exuded made me kneel down even through the screen!]

The sarcastic comments were quickly drowned out by a larger wave of emotion.

on the balcony.

Shen Qingci's heart-wrenching cries gradually subsided, turning into suppressed sobs.

Reason gradually returned within this broad and firm embrace.

Her ears felt warm, then her cheeks, and finally even her slender neck turned red.

She froze in Chen Lang's arms, her whole body enveloped in an intense sense of shame.

Aside from shame, her heart, which had been dormant for eighteen years, surprisingly began to feel a little greed.

I crave the crisp mint and tobacco scent of this windbreaker, and I crave the ultimate sense of security that comes with knowing someone will be there for me no matter what.

Chen Lang felt the stiffness in the person in his arms.

He didn't take advantage of the situation, nor did he make any sarcastic remarks.

He naturally let go, his slender fingers pulling out two tissues from the side and slapping them unceremoniously onto her smooth forehead.

Chen Lang's voice carried a hint of laziness and a touch of roguishness: "Wipe it off, you've got your snot all over my shoulder. This Arc'teryx jacket cost four thousand eight; if I rubbed it all over again, I couldn't even pay for it if I sold you."

Shen Qingci flinched slightly at the slap, clutching the two tissues tightly, and haphazardly wiped the tears from her face.

The girl's voice was very soft, with a strong nasal tone: "I'll pay you back when I earn money."

She didn't even dare to lift her head.

Four hundred thousand people in the live stream watched this scene, and the barrage of comments instantly switched from the previous mode of wailing and crying to a screen full of pink bubbles.

[Oh no! The aloof, academically gifted school beauty is blushing and saying she'll pay me back with money she earns—who can resist that?! I'm totally smitten!]

[Brother Lang's emotional intelligence is absolutely top-notch! He doesn't expose weaknesses, pry, or lecture; he defuses the most awkward situations with the most irritating words!]

Just as the tension between the two was about to escalate...

On the muddy road left by the Wrangler, the sound of a struggling, muffled engine rang out once again.

Shen Qingci's previously relaxed shoulders suddenly tensed up.

She suddenly looked up in the direction of the sound, the wariness and vigilance that had just faded in her eyes returning, and she involuntarily took half a step back to Chen Lang's side.

A silver-gray Honda sedan with local Dali license plates was struggling to climb up the deep ruts.

The vehicle stalled on a flat area a dozen meters away from the heavy truck.

The two car doors opened, and a simply dressed middle-aged couple stepped out.

The man was holding a phone with a cracked screen and gesturing left and right towards the navigation.

Behind them followed an eleven or twelve-year-old boy and a little girl with pigtails.

The family of four all looked up at the same time, and then froze in surprise.

A 52-ton matte black armored vehicle body.

The warm orange embedded ambient lighting strip shines through the two-story panoramic bulletproof floor-to-ceiling glass.

On this desolate meadow as dusk settles, the steel palace, bathed in warm light, is visually striking.

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned bright red. He nervously rubbed his rough hands together and bowed repeatedly from a distance of more than ten meters.

The middle-aged man spoke with a hint of apprehension, "Boss! I'm so sorry! We saw the tire tracks here and thought it was a campsite. We didn't know it was your private property. We'll leave now!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly pulled up his son, who was standing to the side, and turned around to urge his wife and children into the car.

Seeing that the other party was just an ordinary couple, Shen Qingci's tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

But she still didn't want to face strangers.

She immediately turned around, lowered her head, and walked towards the glass door of the living quarters, attempting to escape back to the safety of the carriage.

A high-end leather folding chair was forcefully hooked by a long, powerful leg and positioned precisely across the center of the glass door.

Their escape route was completely blocked.

Shen Qingci couldn't stop in time and his knee almost hit the back of the chair.

She looked up in astonishment and saw Chen Lang's tall figure leaning against the metal door frame, holding a glass of melted ice water in his hand.

He looked down at her, his eyes deep beneath his tousled hair, a nonchalant smirk playing on his lips.

Those aggressive black eyes revealed an irresistible will.

Shen Qingci's pupils contracted slightly, and his fingertips dug into his palm.

Shen Qingci's voice trembled: "You..."

Chen Lang completely ignored her protest.

He turned his head, raised his chin towards the flustered family of four on the grass, and spoke in a relaxed tone.

Chen Lang, with one hand in his pocket and leaning slightly forward, said, "Hey, don't go. It's almost completely dark, and this wild road is winding and steep, with no streetlights at all. It's not safe for you to back up now; it could easily cause an accident."

The middle-aged man remained hesitant: "But boss, this is your territory..."

Chen Langman casually waved his hand to interrupt him: "Don't call me 'boss,' we're both still recent graduates, I can't accept that title. My name is Chen Lang, and this is my friend Shen Qingci."

He casually pointed to the corner of the tent sticking out of the trunk of the Honda.

Chen Lang continued, "Meeting is fate. Look, you've brought your wife and kids camping too? This place is very spacious, and we can all enjoy the scenery together. If you don't mind, I'll call you 'brother,' and you can call me 'little brother.' How about we camp together?"

These words instantly broke the awkward situation caused by the class disparity.

The middle-aged man stood there, stunned.

He didn't expect that the person driving a luxury car worth tens of millions would not only speak in a down-to-earth manner, but also without the slightest bit of arrogance.

He looked grateful, his tense nerves completely relaxed, and he nodded repeatedly.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh! That's great! Thank you, Brother Chen! My name is Li Jianguo, and this is my wife, Wang Mei. These two little rascals, the older one is our son, Li Hao, and the younger one is our daughter, Li Duoduo. Just call me Old Li! We'll be setting up on the flat ground over there, we won't cause you any trouble!"

He turned around and began unloading equipment from the trunk.

Wang Mei, with a big smile on her face, followed behind, holding her youngest daughter's hand to help.

Li Duoduo took two steps and broke free from her mother's hand.

She looked up at the snow-capped peaks of Cangshan Mountain, which were glowing purple and gold in the sunset, and at Erhai Lake below.

Li Duoduo exclaimed in her childish voice, "Mommy! This place is so beautiful! It's a million times more beautiful than what you see on TV!"

Wang Mei smiled gently and reached out to touch her daughter's pigtails.

Wang Mei responded softly, "It is very beautiful, so you should thank Brother Chen Lang. He invited us to stay and enjoy such beautiful scenery together."

Li Duoduo nodded vigorously, then turned her head and her clear gaze fell directly on Shen Qingci, who was wearing a white dress on the balcony.

Li Duoduo's eyes sparkled: "Mommy, Qingci is so pretty too, like a fairy!"

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with well-wishes.

Haha, kids say the darndest things, but it's the absolute truth.

Wait a minute! Don't you guys think Lang Ge's actions just now were a bit too deliberate?

[Holy crap! The school beauty was clearly frightened and wanted to hide back in the car, so why did Lang Ge kick a chair to block the door?]

I have a vague feeling that Brother Lang is setting up a huge scheme...

on the balcony.

Wang Mei carried a basin of freshly washed green grapes, stepping on the soft meadow, to the area below the constant-temperature balcony.

She didn't step onto the expensive wooden floor; instead, she tilted her head back, smiling, and held the cheap plastic fruit bowl high in the air.

Wang Mei said gently, "Qingci, these are grapes that Aunt Wang just picked from her own orchard. They've just been washed with purified water and they're very sweet. You and Chen Lang should try some."

Her gaze fell on Shen Qingci's pale yet stunningly beautiful face.

There was no scrutiny, no scrutiny, no condescending judgment, only appreciation free from any utilitarian motives.

Wang Mei continued with a smile, "You're so beautiful. If my crazy daughter Duoduo could grow up to be half as well-behaved and quiet as you, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams."

Shen Qingci was completely stunned.

She stood there, her fingers unconsciously tightening around the cuffs of her windbreaker.

In her memory, the voices of older women were always sharp, harsh, and full of denial and control.

But this middle-aged woman, whom she didn't know at all, said in the most ordinary tone that she was pretty and well-behaved.

Shen Qingci felt a lump in her throat; the overwhelming sense of grievance and emotion instantly shattered her already fragile mental defenses.

She lowered her head, her thin shoulders trembling slightly uncontrollably.

After a long while, she slowly reached out her hands and awkwardly took the bowl of green grapes.

Shen Qingci said in a very soft voice, "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

She managed a weak twitch at the corner of her mouth, revealing a faint smile that was no longer feigned.

Chen Lang remained leaning against the door frame, watching the scene with his eyes down.

He turned the lollipop halfway around in his mouth with his teeth, making a soft clicking sound.

He didn't say anything.

A dark gold system panel appeared in front of my retina.

[Ding! Detected that the trust threshold for the target "Shen Qingci" has exceeded the critical point!]

[Trigger condition: Unconditional positive feedback from a non-blood-related elder.]

[Healing progress: 55% → 58%!]

Chen Lang didn't even lift his eyelids, and gently tapped the inside of the ice water glass twice with his right index finger.

After a brief period of silence, the live stream chat exploded with comments again.

[Holy crap! I think I get it! Lang Ge wasn't letting her go back to the car because he was waiting for this!]

He deliberately blocked the door to prevent the school beauty from hiding inside, just waiting for this outcome! He was using the warmth of a normal family to heal the wounds of her family of origin!

[This move was brilliant! This wasn't a chance encounter at all; it was Lang Ge using someone else's charm to pave a way for the school beauty!]

[With a combination of physical attacks and psychological guidance, Chen Lang is truly amazing!]