Chapter 51: A True Master of Schemes

To her surprise, he really did produce concert tickets of equivalent value. Calling him wealthy didn’t do justice to his extravagance.

Yes, two tickets.

She could put one up for sale online; though tens of thousands might be out of reach, selling for several thousand would be no problem at all.

She could use the other herself.

With a sea of people—tens of thousands of fans—when the time came to snatch up red envelopes, she’d probably wear out her fingers!

Shi Qingqing said little as she accepted the two tickets.

Shen Mingxuan instantly became more confident. Ahem, she claimed not to be his fan, but at the mere mention of concert tickets, her eyes nearly disappeared with joy.

This little girl hid her intentions well!

A scheming fan, through and through.

Well, he liked this kind of scheming fan.

Shi Qingqing said, “If you want to leave the mall safely, follow my lead.”

Shen Mingxuan, clearly in good spirits, replied, “I’ll do as you say!”

Not long after, a curious scene appeared at the back entrance of Yida Plaza…

Shi Qingqing was supporting a stooped old lady out the door. Around the old woman’s shoulders was the teal-brown silk scarf Shi Qingqing had bought for her own mother. With the loose black dress and her plump figure…

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During dinner, Shi Qingqing recalled the moment she had disguised the pop star Shen Mingxuan as an elderly lady and escorted him out of Yida Plaza—it was still enough to make her laugh.

She nearly sprayed her food.

Her mother’s cold was much better. She was overjoyed with the scarf Qingqing had given her, unable to put it down.

“Qingqing, isn’t this too expensive? I don’t need something so costly…” But there is no woman, rich or poor, who doesn’t love beautiful things.

One glance revealed it was fine material. In her youth, her mother might have been indifferent, but in the past decade, she hadn’t owned anything so nice.

“It was on sale, only fifty yuan. Mom, I found a job as a tutor today, and today is also the day I take over some new tasks. Your daughter can make money; don’t worry. Our days will keep getting better. You don’t need to work for now—just focus on getting well. I can cover our daily expenses.”

Shi Qingqing had always been decisive. She managed most of the household finances herself—Shi Yufen earned less in a month than her daughter did.

Shi Yufen didn’t press the issue. She agreed verbally, but in her heart she resolved to start job hunting as soon as she felt better.

Her daughter was in high school now; she wanted to earn more, so Qingqing could study well and get into a good university.

She didn’t want things to be so hard anymore.

After dinner, Shi Yufen told her daughter to rest and insisted on washing the dishes herself.

Housework was always a competition between the two of them, but today, Shi Qingqing didn’t argue.

She went online first, intending to list the golden-seat concert ticket Shen Mingxuan had given her for sale.

A quick search showed that even regular seats were going for three thousand yuan apiece.

Shi Qingqing was delighted. “Hmm, there are no golden-seat tickets on sale at all. If I list mine for eight thousand, that shouldn’t be too much, right?”

She had an online shop specializing in selling in-game currency and power-leveling services.

The game she power-leveled for was called “Emperor Online,” adapted from the wildly popular novel “Cunning Emperor, Hold Me Tight” by Mo Chen. The game was fantastic—top-notch in both story and design, a true milestone in the classic fantasy genre.

Due to limited energy, she only accepted orders on the most popular server, Imperial Capital Storm.

She did daily quests for players—ten yuan per account per day, taking about half an hour each.