Chapter 83: Today

An Sheng was stunned when he saw Chen Nian’s wish—and the phone number on the other side of the ocean.

Yet the list of wishes in his mind kept refreshing, showing no sign of stopping.

【Ahahaha—it’s Lord Fuli! I knew only Qing from Jiule City could dance the electric butt dance—da da!—Qiu Lingling hugged a pillow, her gaze soft as water, frantically placing orders on the platform’s yellow cart, utterly powerless against the fluffy dali bread.】

【Wish fulfilled: Fox Delivery Person.】

【Wangwang—wang, wang!—Bai, the earth-colored tufted dog curled at his master’s feet, swallowed hard as he watched his frantic owner, his eyes brimming with worry: Is his master going mad? Will he hunt every single day?】

【Wish fulfilled: Easy Resolution of Feudal Grudges (As a spirit beast living in the city, Bai possesses intelligence far beyond ordinary dogs; he’s now deeply concerned his master has gone insane, even resorting to pleading with his ancestral enemy.)】

【Hi hi hi! Lord Fox Immortal, please grant this old sister a handsome young man!—A wealthy older sister from the snowy region, idly witnessing Fuli’s adorable movements and spiritual aura, playfully made a wish to him.】

【Wish fulfilled: True Love (If you don’t mind that I’m thirty-eight with a daughter, then six villas, thirty-eight storefronts, and 130 million in savings—all guaranteed to be under your name. Contact info.)】

The rapid-fire stream of wishes in his mind left the fox sitting at the tea table utterly frozen.

Some wishes came from local netizens.

Others came from netizens across the country.

Especially after seeing the thirty-eight-year-old sister’s wish along with her contact details and address, the little fox froze in wide-eyed shock, scratching his tiny head.

Sister, how old are you? You’ve got six big villas, thirty-eight storefronts, and over a hundred million in savings—you’re a top-tier rich lady!

Thirty-eight? I’d say even at ninety-eight, you’d still celebrate your eighteenth birthday every year.

An Sheng sucked in a sharp breath—could even a woman this exceptional not find a partner?

She didn’t even ask for anything fancy—just a young, good-looking guy.

【Ying ying ying】

An Sheng snapped his jaw shut, steadied his composure, and turned his gaze back to the livestream.

The livestream viewer count had already reached four hundred.

But the number kept surging, because a user whose location was listed as Erbin City had dropped a Note No. 1 in Yu Xueqing’s livestream.

With the donation value now active, a heat value appeared in the top-left corner next to the viewer count.

Completely bewildered, Yu Xueqing nervously introduced her tea.

Qing’s combat power has been certified by a punch machine—even Tyson would collapse after two punches.

But Qing has always been a well-behaved girl, gifted in studying, exceptionally quiet and obedient.

Every flicker on the livestream chat now represented a donation.

Viewers were literally throwing real money at her face.

Qing had never experienced such a scene; instinctively, she felt timid and embarrassed, utterly at a loss.

Any other female streamer selling bubble tea would’ve already stripped into two pieces, shaking like a helicopter—upper and lower body flying in opposite directions.

【Zhum zhum zhum】

As Yu Xueqing panicked, her phone on the table—set to silent—began vibrating violently.

She looked over: the caller ID showed Yu Zhenghong.

Yu Xueqing froze, then picked up the call.

“Lord Fuli blesses the Yu family! Bless our Hongfa Tea House! Qing! Hurry! Hurry and bring Lord Fuli up! It’s on fire! Your dad’s incense sticks are burning! All smoke!”

On the other end, Yu Zhenghong was babbling in a frenzy, voice shrill with excitement.

It’s miraculous!

The foreign god Qing invited is incredibly effective!

Forget that weird watch—just by Lord Fuli walking around the tea house, he made four thousand in profit, and now just showing his fox face in the livestream brought in several thousand more.

Whoever dares say the foreign god isn’t effective, Yu Zhenghong will be the first to object!

The Lord Fuli Qing invited is pure auspiciousness—zero evil!

“Husband! Calm down and take your medicine!”

Suddenly, Chen Peipei’s cry rang out over the phone, followed by Yu Zhenghong’s clear, firm voice: “I’m fine! Foreign medicine only treats symptoms—Lord Fuli protects safety!”

Then came a sharp scolding, followed by a muffled thud as something heavy landed on the mattress.

Chen Peipei took the phone and spoke to the stunned Yu Xueqing:

“Your dad’s gone mad watching the livestream. You should rest early—don’t stream too late.”

“Money can’t be earned endlessly. Remember, streaming is just a summer job—don’t get addicted. Your dad and I are going to sleep now.”

With that, Chen Peipei hung up.

“.Qing, what’s your mom’s background? How could she affect my wish list?”

An Sheng stared blankly, turning to his caretaker with a soft whimper.

Just now, his mental wish list had already refreshed with Old Man’s wish.

But after Chen Peipei’s sharp scolding and the muffled thud of something heavy hitting the bed, Yu Zhenghong retracted a wish.

Too. Too absurd.

An Sheng had never seen a wish retracted before.

“Mom? Mom used to be in the military...” Yu Xueqing, hearing the fox’s whimper, answered instinctively.

【Ying】 An Sheng nodded, fully understanding.

Righteous energy suppresses greed and evil.

Now it made sense why Yu Zhenghong could retract a wish—his wife had been a soldier.

Old Man probably overexerted himself, his blood pressure about to spike—Chen Peipei shut him down physically.

“Today... should we end early? Something seems off at home—I need to go check.”

It was around 9:30, still half an hour before the scheduled end of the livestream, but Yu Xueqing forced herself to face the camera, speaking timidly.

Compared to her fox’s defiant nature,

being watched by nearly a thousand people—even through screens, cables, server rooms, and geography—made Yu Xueqing feel utterly uneasy.

It felt... like bugs crawling all over her skin.

As the livestream ended, Yu Xueqing collapsed onto the sofa like a spent candle, her soul and spirit nearly leaving her body, utterly drained.

And the wishes that had been popping up intermittently in An Sheng’s mind finally ceased.

“Foxie, hug me!”

Slumped in her chair, having done nothing physically, Yu Xueqing suddenly felt exhausted. She opened her arms toward the little fox on the table, asking for a hug.

An Sheng had no objection—he leapt onto her lap, pressed his head against her belly, rolled around in her arms, soothing her exhaustion from the day.

【Ying ying ying】

The fox’s fluffy tail brushed across Yu Xueqing’s cheek, sending a tingling warmth through her.

“Xiao An, you’re acting strange today. Didn’t you used to treat the camera like a demon-sensing mirror? Why did you suddenly come right up to it?”

Yu Xueqing looked at the little fox, puzzled.

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(End of Chapter)