A Slacker's Livestream

Chapter Seventy-Eight

Li Wenchuan V: Sorry for disturbing everyone over this minor matter. See you in the livestream at 7:30 p.m. tonight. If you have any questions, you can ask them there, and I'll pick some to answer. [Image: A cartoon fish soaking in a hot spring.]

"How was that a disturbance? I've been so happy these past few days [doge]."

"Chuan Chuan, don't worry. Although this matter seriously traumatized our fragile hearts... could you post more about wealthy family life in the future? Let this country bumpkin broaden her horizons."

"How could someone as rustic as me be worthy of stanning such a rich idol?"

"It's not that troubling, really. I just want to know whether there are any passcodes or something. Can we get discounts when buying your family's products in the future? [doge]"

"Damn, the person above wants to slash those product prices to the bone."

Before long, news of Li Wenchuan's upcoming livestream climbed Weibo's trending searches. His antis shouted, "Here it comes, here it comes! Time to fleece the fans. Are you all ready?"

Liang Meng scrolled through the trending topics. She had not expected the livestream to draw such enormous attention; she had never seen so many people following something. She was a little socially anxious and tended to lose her ability to speak around crowds. Usually, she just stayed home.

As for shopping? Why go out when she could shop online? For seasonal new releases, she only needed the sales associates to remember to send them to her. If something was ugly, she gave it away. It was not as if she lacked the money.

Touching her face, Liang Meng felt that she was truly just an ordinary wealthy wife. How could she make such a fuss over something like this? She glanced