CHAPTER 98: CHAPTER 98: YOU CAN’T POSSIBLY NOT HAVE HANDS

I’ll become an emotional well-being blogger! Exclusively for those foolish men and women trapped in emotional dilemmas. That way, there’s a much better chance of encountering scumbags of both genders.

Soon, An Yan registered an account for emotional live streaming. Her profile introduction read: "Many times, we haven’t actually moved on from our pain; we’ve just learned to live with it!"

After successfully registering the account, An Yan immediately wrote a small program to add accounts that had recently searched for emotional issues as her followers. Then, she posted a message: "Professional listening to your stories, helping you out of mental distress!"

Once everything was ready, she went to her study and turned on the computer, camera, and sound equipment. She first changed her appearance to something more ordinary. Not too pretty, not too ugly, but with a hint of scholarly air! Then she added a pair of frameless glasses. Only after ensuring everything was perfect did she start the live stream.

Gradually, people curious about the stream started tuning in.

[What is this live stream about?]

An Yan replied, "Spiritual counseling. I teach you how to adjust your mindset and hoist the sails of life after encountering scumbags. If you have things you can’t make sense of, you can talk to me. Open-hearted guidance, no charge at all."

Upon hearing it was free, a young lady applied to connect. Her boyfriend of three years had fallen for another girl. He was spending her money on gifts and drinks for this other person, leaving the young lady in agony. She wanted to break up but was reluctant to let go of their years together!

An Yan pondered for a moment, then replied, "Does he have no income of his own?"

The other party replied, "Yes, his family is very poor; even his college tuition was paid by me."

Using the limited information she had, An Yan deduced and replied, "Then, I suggest you don’t think of him as a boyfriend, but as a service provider with a clear price tag!

"Since you’ve paid, you have the right to demand the corresponding service from him.

"If you’re not satisfied, you can even vent your anger on him. Slap him right across the face!

"Of course, it all depends on you! If you can’t bring yourself to do it, then act as if nothing happened!"

The young lady: "..."

Not a single one of the dozens of viewers in the live stream made a sound.

An Yan felt that there was something not quite right with her live stream. When I watch others’ streams, their screens are bustling like a busy market!

But soon, An Yan realized she had one more leaf in her mind.

The young lady who had connected earlier contacted her again to say, "Thank you, Teacher. I told him that if he wants money, he should provide the corresponding service, and he blew up! HAHA! He wanted to spend my money and expected me to pamper him. To hell with that!

"After I slapped him, he actually backed down! Turns out he wasn’t unaware that what he was doing was wrong; he was just testing my limits!

"Let whoever wants such a scumbag have him. I’ve had my epiphany!"

"Congratulations!"

An Yan sincerely felt happy for this young lady. "You can go out now and buy some peaches!"

"Peaches?"

An Yan said, "Peaches have a rosy, lush color and share the same origin as peach blossoms. They are a fruit that can attract good marriage prospects!"

"Is there really such a belief?"

Although the young lady was skeptical, she seemed quite eager to try. "Okay, I’ll go buy some right now. If it really brings a good marriage prospect, I’ll send you a yacht!"

Then there was a long stretch of downtime. People were coming and going in the live stream, but for some reason, not a single comment was left! An Yan initially paid attention, but later she simply stopped watching. After all, if someone connects, the computer will automatically remind me!

She picked up the notebook her mother had left behind and quietly began to read.

The first half primarily contained various prescriptions. The second half, however, detailed various experiments aimed at detoxification! And these were detoxifications for the poisons found on various Poisonous Insects!

An Yan guessed that perhaps her mother had wanted to find a cure for Congenital Poison. So, did Mom think at the time that the poison in me came from a certain type of Poisonous Insect?

An Yan studied intently, occasionally flipping through the reference books at hand. The rustling of paper and the peaceful scene gradually calmed the people who entered the live stream room.

A few minutes later, someone else applied to connect. Upon hearing the prompt, An Yan closed her notebook and looked at the screen.

A potted plant appeared in the video frame, followed by a woman’s voice, altered to disguise her identity.

She said her family had been schemed against and went bankrupt. Her boyfriend, fearing she would drag him down, broke up with her. Her father, for the sake of money, then made her go on a blind date with a man in his forties. Unfortunately, the man turned out to be a scoundrel who spiked her drink on their first meeting.

"He took advantage of me but refused to pay a cent. My dad called me an idiot, saying I was so useless I couldn’t even sell myself properly. Then he kicked me out, telling me to go die wherever I wanted!"

An Yan nodded in agreement, "That’s indeed quite tragic. Generally speaking, when you face such unfair treatment, you should resist! So, did you resist?"

The other party: "Resist?"

"Yeah. Those who wrong you must pay the price. As long as you don’t break the law, slapping them a few times to vent your anger is also good!"

The other party: "..."

"You don’t intend to just tolerate it, do you? Swallowing your anger for a moment will leave you gnashing your teeth, and stepping back will only make you feel even more aggrieved!"

The other party: "..."

The caller is probably bewildered now; they likely didn’t expect an emotional support host to be so assertive!

A slight smile touched An Yan’s lips as she asked, "You don’t have hands or something?"

The other party: "Are you sure you’re a legitimate emotional support host?"

"What else would I be?"

"I’ve taken screenshots! You’re inciting violence; I’m going to report you!"

This time, it was An Yan’s turn to be speechless.

"I’m helping you, sis!"

"Helping me means encouraging me to go and hit someone? I’m a delicate and beautiful young lady. You want me to go and slap someone, and you’re not worried they might kill me in retaliation?"

That, I really hadn’t considered! An Yan thought. After all, whenever I slap people, they never dare to hit back!

"Seeing as it wasn’t easy for you to create an account, how about this: transfer me ten thousand yuan, and I’ll pretend this never happened. Otherwise, I’ll report you to the platform and have your account banned!"

An Yan was stunned. Am I being extorted?

Not only was An Yan stunned, but the fans in the live stream were as well. They were all people An Yan had carefully selected, individuals who had encountered emotional issues. Initially, they had joined thinking that the host seemed quite knowledgeable. But then, when the host began reading, it unexpectedly soothed their restless hearts, and they started silently engaging in their own activities, mimicking her.

They had thought tonight’s live stream might just continue in this quiet vein. Unexpectedly, someone connected, and that person’s story sounded quite tragic. Just as they were feeling sympathetic, this tragic woman began her attempt at extortion!

Being extorted during a live stream... that’s not something most people experience, right?

Not only were the viewers intrigued, but they also started calling friends to join in and watch the drama unfold.