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

Shen Jingshu wasn't idle either. She reached out and picked up the yellow paper, cinnabar, and wolf-hair brush that had been prepared nearby. Thinking that she would be setting off for that mysterious little mountain village where strange things were happening tomorrow, she had already used up most of the various talismans stored in her space, and her inventory was almost depleted. It would be good to draw a batch now in case of emergency.

Viewers in the live stream saw Shen Jingshu's calm and focused expression as she picked up her brush and placed it on the yellow paper. Her strokes were quick and steady, flowing smoothly as she drew obscure runes in an instant, completing one talisman after another.

A group of longtime fans immediately recognized that she was drawing talismans, and the barrage of comments instantly started scrolling excitedly.

[The host is drawing talismans live! It's so rare to see this!]

Master Shen, could you sell me a few? I want peace charms, wealth charms, and love charms; I'm willing to pay any price!

I want to buy it too! Looking to sell!

Between drawing talismans, Shen Jingshu occasionally glanced at her phone screen and saw a flood of messages from fans eagerly requesting talismans. After a moment's thought, she said, "After today's live stream ends, I will release lucky bags and give away three talismans for free. Lucky viewers who win will send me their shipping address via private message, and I will mail them to you."

[Only three? With millions of viewers in the live stream, that's far too few!]

[Yeah, streamer, why don't we just hop on the shared bike? We'll pay for it willingly!]

Shen Jingshu gently shook her head and explained truthfully, "I've been very busy lately and haven't had time to draw talismans in large quantities. I'll consider putting them on the market when I have more free time and extra talismans."

[You keep your word! We've written it all down, so don't forget!]

[Great! Let's just wait and see what happens next!]

"Yes, I remember."

While drawing talismans, he chatted casually with viewers in the live stream. Time flew by, and half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye.

Soon, the socially anxious person on the other end of the video call had parked his car, gotten out with his phone in hand, and the farm's sign flashed across the screen. He stood at the entrance, took several deep breaths, and then stepped inside.

Shen Jingshu's voice came through the earpiece at just the right moment: "Don't go directly to the front desk to ask, they won't tell you the truth. Just go straight to the backyard, and once you're in the backyard, the third room on the left is where your wife is."

"Okay...I understand."

The live stream chat was buzzing with comments, with one viewer joking, "The socially awkward guy is moving so fast! I'm still two minutes away, wait for me, bro!"

At that moment, the person with social anxiety was so preoccupied with verifying the truth that they didn't pay any attention to the comments on the screen. They tried to maintain a calm expression and quickly walked towards the inner courtyard. The receptionist assumed they were a guest checking in and didn't stop them.

He turned into the backyard and quickly found the room Shen Jingshu had mentioned. The soundproofing of self-built wing rooms in farmhouses is generally poor, and even before he stood outside the door, the faint, ambiguous sounds coming from inside could be heard.

The socially anxious patient's face instantly turned ashen. He clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the urge to kick the door open, and instead raised his hand to knock on the door.

The noise inside the house suddenly subsided, but no one came to open the door for a long time.

The person with social anxiety patiently pounded on the door a few more times with increased force.

A man's irritated curse came from inside the room: "Damn it, who's the blind fool? I told them not to come over tonight!"

The man's voice was accompanied by the woman's soft, delicate whispers.

A moment later, the door was opened, and a man with only a towel wrapped around his waist and his upper body naked appeared in the doorway.

Seeing the socially anxious person standing outside the door, the man was taken aback and muttered casually, "Hey bro, what are you doing? Didn't we all agree in the group chat that we wouldn't visit each other's rooms at night?"

"I'm looking for someone." The person with social anxiety said in a low voice.

The man looked him up and down, his tone flippant and absurd: "Looking for someone? Are you dissatisfied with yourself? My experience here is quite good. If you want to switch, wait for me for another hour. You go back to your room first, and we'll switch roles in an hour."

The man continued rambling on and on about vulgar and offensive things, while the socially anxious man's face turned ashen. He never imagined things could be so absurd; these people's actions were utterly shameless.

Viewers in the live stream were utterly shocked by the man's conversation, and the chat was flooded with comments.

[My God, this is so chaotic! How could it be like this?]

What kind of shady circle is this, with dedicated groups for it?

Poor guy with social anxiety, the wife he married through a blind date is involved in this kind of situation...

Upon hearing the man's absurd suggestion, the woman inside the room immediately showed some displeasure.

How can you say that? Are you dissatisfied with me?

She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself, playfully complaining to the man as she walked towards the door. Actually, she wasn't exactly averse to it; she'd experienced this before, and it was a new experience for her. The man she'd just been with was quite to her liking, and she planned to observe the person entering the room to see if he suited her taste.

But when she looked up and saw the face of the socially anxious patient standing at the door, her smile froze instantly, and all the color drained from her face.

"Husband? You... what are you doing here!"

The man wrapped in a bath towel next to him heard the word "husband" and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He instinctively tried to slam the door shut.

The person with social anxiety suddenly found a surge of courage, reached out and braced himself against the door, then pushed hard and burst into the room.

"Honey, let me explain, things aren't as they seem!" The woman's voice trembled with panic.

The person with social anxiety had a cold, mocking look in their eyes: "Then tell me, what is the truth?"

Just then, several unfamiliar figures rushed in through the doorway, each holding a mobile phone and peering into the house to take pictures.

The woman panicked upon seeing this and rushed forward to stop them, shouting, "What are you doing! Don't take pictures! This is an invasion of my privacy!"

One of the netizens who followed scoffed, "Privacy, you think? Didn't you care about your reputation when you did this? Don't worry, everything that happened tonight will be made public."

The socially anxious man glanced at the messy bed in the room, then at his disheveled wife, and all his suspicions became reality. He suppressed the surging anger within him, barely restraining the urge to strike, and turned to look at the man beside him.

The man showed no remorse whatsoever, shrugging as if it were none of his business: "Brother, this isn't my fault. It was your wife's choice. You're the one who couldn't keep an eye on your woman. Don't you dare lay a hand on me; if you do, I'll call the police immediately."

These words were like a spark, completely igniting the long-suppressed anger of the socially anxious patient, who clenched his fists and was about to rush forward.

Several netizens who had followed him rushed forward and blocked him from both sides.