The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 17

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After waiting for a while without getting a response from the host, the system asked, [Host?]

The weather outside was a little gloomy, and the living room wasn't very bright. The cold light cast a shadow across Yu Yuan's face, and the system immediately sensed her bad mood.

[What's wrong, Host?]

Yu Yuan lowered her gaze at the message from her so-called new manager and snorted.

"It's nothing. The old manager is out, and now there's a new one."

The messages on her phone were all from last night. The new manager was asking why she hadn't followed through on what she'd promised the client.

This manager was no different from the old one, trying to get her to go drink with clients and help their other artists get better resources.

Using others as tools for their own benefit—these people really knew how to play the game.

Yu Liang thought she was talking to him, so he looked up from his recipe notes, confused, "Mommy?"

"It's nothing," Yu Yuan gently patted his head. "Just keep watching TV."

The Melon-Eating System followed Yu Yuan back to her room. [So, what are we going to do, Host? Are they looking for trouble?]

It was almost excited. [Should we teach them a lesson? We can take advantage of the heat from last night and drop a big scoop! I've even got a name for it—'Trash Company'...]

"No need." Yu Yuan interrupted it, typing a reply to the new manager. "There's no need to deal with this rotten melon."

The Melon-Eating System leaned in. [How are you going to reply to her?]

"Just tell the truth," Yu Yuan said without looking up. "The person who promised the client was the old manager, Sister Xin. She's gone now, so if the client wants to, let them sleep with the dead."

The manager, Liang Ling, who thought she'd scored a lucky break, had just apologized to the client who'd been stood up. But instead of feeling relieved, she got force-fed a few drinks and even had some oil rubbed on her. She was already fuming when she saw Yu Yuan's message and completely lost it.

"This Yu Yuan must be out of her mind to talk to me like that!"

She swept everything off her desk with a loud crash, scaring the new assistant half to death.

The new assistant, nervous and scared, turned to leave. "Sister Ling, I—"

"What do you mean, 'I'?" Liang Ling had just had eyelid surgery, and when she glared, her eyes looked like they might pop out of their sockets. "The company signed you so you could sit around eating nothing, huh? How many gigs have you gotten? Don't you know to go out and hustle on your own? Why do you need me to feed you?!"

The new assistant, completely blindsided by the scolding, ran out, eyes red.

Liang Ling was seething, unable to swallow her anger. She grabbed her phone and dialed Yu Yuan's number, but the polite, mechanical voice on the other end said:

"Sorry, the number you've dialed is currently in use. Please try again later..."

Yu Yuan had straight-up blocked her!

"Bang—!"

The phone hit the ground with a loud crash, shattering into pieces.

She grabbed her hair and screamed, "Ah—Yu Yuan!"

"Sister, your assistant..." The little assistant cautiously pushed the door open, only to freeze when their eyes met with Liang Ling's wild, crazed gaze. "I..."

"What about my assistant?" Liang Ling flicked her hair, and the entire office seemed to be filled with an oppressive aura.

The assistant cursed his bad luck under his breath. "Sister, about that Yu Yuan you mentioned, Mr. Wei asked me to bring you these materials."

He carefully handed over the documents, watching her face for any reaction. "Mr. Wei said that this Yu Yuan has started doing fortune-telling. He wants us to keep an eye on her before making any decisions..."

"What did you say?" Liang Ling snatched the materials out of his hand. "Yu Yuan? Fortune-telling?"

"Ah-choo!"

Yu Yuan sneezed, rubbed her nose, and then focused back on her phone screen.

After last night's livestream, her inbox was flooded with private messages. She had already blocked out the hate comments from trolls, and the rest were from people asking for fortune-telling.

"Bei Ming You Yu" had messaged her, saying they were on their way and would arrive around 4 or 5 PM. Yu Yuan checked the time and told them to come after her 9 PM livestream ended.

The ID "Bei Ming You Yu" was the same one as "Searching for My Daughter for Thirteen Years" from yesterday's livestream.

"Searching for My Daughter for Thirteen Years" had left a comment saying they had found their daughter and wanted to come to thank her in person.

Such a good deed that could bring merit, Yu Yuan didn't want to refuse. But since her family's ancestor's altar was tucked away in the utility room, it felt a bit cramped for the old ancestor. She messaged back, telling them to wait a little longer and that they could do the thanks later.

With that in mind, she started browsing for nearby Daoist temples.

There weren't many Daoist temples left these days, and even fewer places suitable to turn into one. Plus, since the original character's contract with the agency was so strict, and the family barely had any money left, the available options were slim. Yu Yuan kept browsing until it was almost evening.

At 8 PM, little Yu Liang, excited about his mom's livestream, finished making dinner and came over to get her.

"Mom, it's already 8 PM! I made tender braised pork knuckles, come eat!"

The door to the utility room was knocked on, and Yu Liang's soft, cute voice floated through the thin door.

Yu Yuan stretched her legs, which had gone numb from sitting cross-legged, then stood up and walked out. The rich smell of food hit her as she stepped into the dining room.

The little guy was standing on a chair, serving the food. He heard her coming and turned his little head, looking up at her, his chubby cheeks all round and soft. "Mommy, it's time to eat!"

Tonight's meal was one of Yu Liang's specialties. He served her a plate and sat across from her, his chubby hands resting on his plump face as he eagerly looked at her with sparkling eyes. "Momy, try it, the braised pork knuckle I made! Is it good?"

The dining table was packed with dishes. Not only did it have the big pork knuckle that Little Liang had just learned to make, but there were also steaming Four Happiness Meatballs, braised pork, steamed fish, chicken stew with mushrooms, and fried shrimp. It was all meat dishes, with the only vegetarian option being a plate of cold spinach salad.

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