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

The atmosphere in the live stream calmed down a bit, and Shen Jingshu spoke up at the right time, starting the second round of lucky draw for tonight.

As soon as the lucky bag mechanism was activated, countless viewers clicked to participate, and within seconds, the system announced the second lucky winner—the netizen with the username "Qian Duoduo".

"Is anyone here with the username 'Qian Duoduo'? If it's convenient, we can arrange a video call."

As soon as she finished speaking, a video call request popped up. Shen Jingshu answered the call, and on the other end of the screen appeared a girl wearing a loose-fitting hoodie, nestled on her own sofa, munching on a red apple, looking casual and down-to-earth.

Seeing that the connection was successful, the girl waved generously, her eyes bright and cheerful: "Good evening, Master Shen! Good evening, everyone in the live stream!"

"I'm a long-time fan of yours! I had to work overtime until very late today, and as soon as I got home, I received a notification that you were going live. I quickly changed into my pajamas, ordered takeout, and didn't even have time to eat before watching the live stream. For a working person like me who is constantly exploited by work, your live stream is truly a source of spiritual nourishment. Watching for a while can relieve a lot of the fatigue of the day."

The live stream chat was immediately flooded with comments expressing empathy:

[Exactly the same! The only evening comfort for working people is the master's live stream]

Those who work overtime understand this feeling; no matter how tired they are, they still have to stay online.

[This girl is so relatable, eating an apple while waiting for takeout. This is exactly my daily routine.]

Shen Jingshu chuckled softly, her voice gentle: "This is probably the most realistic portrayal of the daily life of modern working people. Besides, judging from your online name 'Qian Duoduo' (meaning 'Lots of Money'), it's clear you're hoping to make lots of money and have wealth flowing in, right?"

Qian Duoduo sighed, her tone full of the helplessness of a working-class person: "That's right, in this day and age, who doesn't want to make a fortune? But making money is just too hard. I stayed in this city to work hard after graduating from university, and after deducting rent, utilities, and commuting expenses from my monthly salary, I don't have a penny left."

No matter how wronged I felt, I didn't dare tell my parents the truth. Every time they called, I could only pretend that everything was going well. My friends back home envied me for working a glamorous job in a big city office building, but only I knew that I envied them for being able to stay by their parents' side, having stable and leisurely jobs, and not being overwhelmed by heavy workloads and performance pressure every day.

Alone here, with no close friends or family besides my colleagues, I don't even have anyone to confide in. Tonight, with so many netizens in the live stream, I couldn't help but pour out my heart to them.

"Master Shen, could you please help me figure out when I'll get a promotion and a raise, so I can escape this financially strapped situation?"

"Sure, send me your birth date and time, along with a photo of yourself without makeup, via private message."

"Okay, I'll send it right away!" Before long, both documents were sent.

In fact, the moment the video call connected, Shen Jingshu noticed a thick cloud of dark energy surrounding the girl's forehead. At the time, she only made a note of it, thinking it was just a sign of some recent misfortune. However, after fully analyzing the girl's birth chart and carefully examining her facial features and aura, the smile on her face vanished completely, her expression suddenly became serious, and she sat up straight.

"Qian Duoduo, are you alone in your rented apartment now? What about your roommates who you used to share the place with?"

"I used to have roommates, but they all moved out in the last few days. The landlord hasn't found new tenants yet, so I've been living alone these past few days. Is there a problem, Master?"

"Don't ask any more questions. Get up right now and lock the front door completely from the inside." Shen Jingshu's tone carried an undeniable sense of urgency.

Qian Duoduo's heart skipped a beat. Without delay, she immediately got up and rushed out of the bedroom, quickly ran to the entrance hall, and repeatedly turned the door lock to lock the door.

Still uneasy back in the bedroom, he moved a solid wooden chair and barricaded it behind the door before nervously sitting back on the sofa. "Master," he said, "the door is locked. What's wrong? I've never made enemies with anyone, so why is danger coming my way?"

"Judging from your birth chart and complexion, you will face a calamity tonight, and your personal safety will be in danger."

Qian Duoduo looked bewildered: "Danger? I've been going to get off work and coming home peacefully lately, and I haven't offended anyone..."

"You just said you ordered takeout, hasn't it arrived yet?"

"Yes, it's still on its way..." she replied, while raising her hand to open the order page of the food delivery app to check the delivery progress.

Qian Duoduo tapped her finger on the food delivery page, her anxiety growing with each glance: "This is strange. The order only shows that the food is being delivered, but I can't see the rider's real-time location or distance at all. There's no tracking information whatsoever. Could the platform's backend have crashed?"

"There is no problem with the system backend," Shen Jingshu said calmly.

The live stream chat was already flooded with science-related information:

[It's highly likely that riders, fearing penalties for late deliveries, manually marked the delivery as complete in advance; this is a very common practice.]

Yes! Traffic congestion is severe during the evening rush hour, so many riders will mark the delivery as complete first and then deliver the goods slowly.

After being reminded by a netizen, Qian Duoduo suddenly realized, and belatedly exclaimed in shock: "That's right! The order showed as delivered, but I didn't receive a single call from the delivery driver from beginning to end! Normally, even if you order in advance, the rider will call to let you know beforehand. Why didn't I hear anything this time?"

While everyone was still speculating about the reason in the live chat, a rapid and forceful knocking sound suddenly rang out from outside the house, so strong it seemed like it would crack the thin wooden door.

The rental rooms in this area were all simple single rooms partitioned by wooden boards, with extremely poor soundproofing. Even though she was huddled in her bedroom, the rough knocking on the door was still clear and jarring. Then a male voice came through the door: "Ms. Qian, your takeout has arrived. Open the door and get it."

Qian Duoduo subconsciously straightened up: "Oh, it's takeout." She reached out to open the bedroom door, intending to go out and get the food.

"Don't open the door! Whatever you do, don't open this door!" Shen Jingshu's voice suddenly became serious, and she sternly stopped her.

Qian Duoduo's hand froze on the doorknob, her face filled with confusion and panic: "Why, Master? It's just picking up takeout!"

"Because your doom tonight lies with this takeout order." Shen Jingshu said slowly and deliberately, revealing the dangerous truth, "If you hadn't won the lucky bag and hadn't connected with me on video, the moment you opened the door, the man disguised as a deliveryman would have forced his way in. He has malicious intentions and intends to assault you. If you resist fiercely and he loses control and accidentally hurts you, your life will be in danger tonight."

"How could this be..." Qian Duoduo's face turned deathly pale, and her voice began to tremble. "I'm always very polite to delivery drivers, I never give them bad reviews, I know it's not easy for them to make a living, and I'll occasionally give them a bottle of water. I've never had a conflict with any of the drivers, there's no way I could have offended anyone!"

Before she could finish speaking, the knocking on the door suddenly became more frantic, each bang louder than the last, as if the person was certain someone was inside, refusing to stop for a moment. Less than two seconds later, Qian Duoduo's phone vibrated violently; an unfamiliar number was calling.