Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

As the thick fog dissipated, the illusion shattered completely.

Qin Yanting looked down at the amulet lying quietly in his palm, his heart churning with turbulent waves, his eyes filled with shock that lingered for a long time.

If he hadn't experienced it firsthand tonight, he would never have believed that such mysterious and unpredictable things existed in the world.

He now fully understood that the endless, repetitive path he had just encountered was the most eerie and mysterious "ghost wall" in legend.

Without the protection of this small amulet, he and Old Wang would probably be trapped in this endless illusion forever tonight, with no idea how long they would be imprisoned, or even what the consequences would be.

Coming to his senses, he looked at the driver, Lao Wang, who had regained his senses but looked completely bewildered. He didn't dwell on the terrifying and bizarre experience he had just had, but suppressed his myriad emotions and said in a deep voice, "Get in the car, let's go home."

Still shaken, Old Wang groggily sat back in the driver's seat and started the car again.

They arrived at the Qin family mansion smoothly.

The first thing Qin Yanting did upon entering his home was to take out his phone and dial Li Beichen's number.

But he had said goodbye in such a hurry that he hadn't even left the other party's contact information.

Overwhelmed with emotion and admiration, he could only call his friend Li Beichen to ask him about everything concerning Shen Jingshu.

Inside the dormitory, Shen Jingshu had just settled Luo Yurou in her spatial dimension and dealt with the trouble caused by the group of evil spirits. Xu Zhixia, Song Ran, and Lin Miaomiao stood around her expectantly, all asking questions.

"Jing Shu, are you going to do a live stream as usual tonight?"

Shen Jingshu looked at the three pairs of eyes filled with anticipation. She was slightly tired and said softly, "We can broadcast now. I'll wash up and rest for a bit, and then we'll start broadcasting."

After saying that, she picked up her toiletries and went into the bathroom. A moment later, a loose and soft solid-color nightgown made her features appear gentle and refined, and she shed the cold and sharp demeanor of the daytime, exuding a relaxed and soft homely atmosphere.

Shen Jingshu sat down at her desk, picked up her phone, and was about to open a live streaming app when a friend request popped up on WeChat.

She glanced down at the applicant's information, unsurprised, and with a light tap of her finger, decisively accepted the friend request.

On the other side, Qin Yanting had already been waiting in front of his phone. He saw the notification almost instantly, immediately edited a message and sent it over, his attitude humble and respectful.

Hello, Jing Shu, I'm Qin Yanting.

Shen Jingshu quickly replied: 【Hello, Brother Qin.】

No sooner had the first message arrived than Qin Yanting's second message followed, brimming with sincerity: "Thank you so much for your help tonight. I know that Xuanmen magic emphasizes cause and effect, and I hope you will accept this small token of my appreciation. I would like to invite you to dinner another day to thank you in person."

The message included a generous transfer.

Shen Jingshu looked at the screen and replied calmly, "Brother Qin, there's no need to be so polite. No need for a meal; I'll accept this payment."

She would never refuse an opportunity or a blessing without a reason. Qin Yanting came from a wealthy family, and this reward was nothing to him, but it was the most appropriate way to settle the karma of tonight, so she accepted the transfer without hesitation.

On the other end of the screen, Qin Yanting saw the transfer accepted and his tense heart finally settled down, a faint smile appearing in his eyes. He knew very well that Shen Jingshu accepting the payment meant that the two had formed a good relationship, and if he encountered any more thorny problems related to metaphysics in the future, he would have a way to seek help.

After considering this, he sent another message: "Okay, then I won't disturb your rest. It's late, so please get some rest."

Shen Jingshu replied politely: 【Goodnight, Brother Qin.】

After ending the brief conversation, she exited WeChat and opened the live streaming platform.

It was already past nine o'clock at night, the night was deep, and most people had already finished washing up and were relaxing in bed scrolling through their phones. As soon as Shen Jingshu's live stream started, countless fans flocked to it, and within just a few dozen seconds, the number of viewers in the live stream skyrocketed.

The scrolling bullet comments filled the screen, creating a lively atmosphere.

[Master Shen's broadcast started so late tonight! I thought he wasn't going to broadcast today, what a waste of time!]

[Waaaaah, I've finally waited for the master to start streaming! Thank goodness I wasn't asleep!]

[I knew it! The master would definitely broadcast for us on time whenever he had time!]

Look at the designer's pajamas! They're so soft and cute! I have the same pajamas, they're super comfortable!

Looking at the screen full of enthusiastic comments, Shen Jingshu smiled gently and responded softly, her voice gentle and clear: "Something came up tonight, and I went out to a banquet with friends. I got back a little late, so the broadcast was delayed. I thought everyone was already resting."

The screen was instantly flooded with responses from viewers.

No, no! I'm willing to wait as long as it takes to wait for the master!

[The master's voice sounds soft, and he seems to be in good spirits!]

We're all young people who stay up late, we just can't sleep! We're eagerly awaiting the master's fortune-telling and answers tonight!

The number of viewers in the live stream had already exceeded one hundred thousand. Shen Jingshu glanced at the time; as the night deepened, she stopped chatting and said, "Tonight, as usual, we'll only be doing three divinations. I'll distribute the lucky bags first; let's hurry up."

The live chat instantly became lively.

[They're here! They're ready!]

[I've already set up the massage gun, now it's a race against time!]

Wow, they're even using equipment to grab lucky bags now?

Don't underestimate me! I managed to snag concert tickets when tens of thousands were vying for them; my reflexes are definitely top-notch!

With a light tap of her fingertip, Shen Jingshu sent out three lucky bags. In just a moment, the list of winners was freshly released.

"The lucky bag results are in. Now we're connecting with the first lucky viewer." She looked at the ID on the screen. "First person, Dad will always love you."

The moment the video call connected, the live stream chat was flooded with comments.

[It's Lin's father! What a coincidence!]

[No way, has he run into trouble again?]

Looking at the screen full of comments, Shen Jingshu understood. It seemed that this netizen was an old acquaintance of the live stream, and the fans were very familiar with him.

Shen Jingshu gazed intently at the man on the other end of the screen, scrutinizing his face, her brows furrowing slightly. Her previously gentle and composed tone softened, and she cut to the chase: "You won the lucky bag. Tell me, what would you like to ask?"

Lin Bin, clearly accustomed to the spotlight, calmly waved to the live stream audience and greeted them: "Hello everyone, I'm Lin Bin. I imagine many of you know me."

The live chat immediately filled with comments, praising and sympathizing.

[Lin's father has really had a tough time, supporting the family alone for so many years.]

[Master, please help him see if he will encounter any misfortune soon!]

Seeing the screen filled with comments of pity, Shen Jingshu sneered inwardly. This person is extremely skilled at disguising themselves; with such outstanding acting skills, it's a real pity they're not an actor.

She didn't want to play along anymore and said bluntly, "This is my live stream. Since you've won a spot, if you want your fortune told, pay the fee according to the rules. If not, I'm hanging up."

A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Bin's face. In the past, when he did live streams with other hosts, they were always extremely cautious and considerate of his feelings after learning his identity; no one had ever been so straightforward and cold. He coughed twice, composed himself, and said, "I'm sorry, I misspoke."

The live stream chat immediately erupted in discussion.

[What's wrong with the anchor? Their attitude is way too harsh. Don't they know what happened to Lin Bin?]

I felt something was off. He always posted his family affairs online, as if he was deliberately trying to gain sympathy by playing the victim.

[Same here, the attempt to gain sympathy is too obvious and looks very unnatural.]

Ignoring the chaotic comments, Lin Bin looked up at Shen Jingshu and his expression became more composed: "Master Shen, I have long admired your name."