Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

On the way back home,

Chen An'an unexpectedly did not take his Black King Kong, but instead went to ride in her mother's LaFerrari supercar.

The little one is always fond of the new and tired of the old.

When I get home, I'll have to teach her well on how to be a decent human being. Peng Ying carried Chen Xinyi into his car, and both his elder sister Chen Yao and his younger sister Chen Qi had driven their own cars there.

A glance revealed that not a single car was worth less than a million.

Once home, Song Yanxi took her sister Song Wu to her room for a private talk.

After almost a month in the maternity center, she still missed her own little villa.

Song Yanxi took out the set of Bentley car keys from the drawer and handed them to her only sister, "Here, this is from your brother-in-law, a gift he told me to give to you."

Without too many words, her sister had almost been out of college for a year, from being an extra earning two hundred a day, to now making three to five hundred.

It was considerable progress indeed.

Her eyes no longer carried the aggressive and haughty look they once had.

Instead, there was an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

Yes, inferiority.

In the entertainment industry, there were plenty more beautiful than her, just like their cousin from their hometown, Jiang Peiyao.

Her beauty far surpassed her own.

There were countless others with better connections, even able to completely overshadow her.

She might have a powerful brother-in-law, but she didn't even have the guts to mention him to others.

Let alone rely on her brother-in-law's name to garner resources.

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"Sis..."

It was her own sister at the end of the day, always thinking of giving her a helping hand at crucial times.

Song Yanxi hadn't been to work for several months now. She said, "When you just graduated, your brother-in-law mentioned that you have a big problem. You are arrogant and look down on everyone, thinking that they're all just so-so, and with your attitude, it would be impossible for you to perform well in any role because you haven't truly experienced real life."

"Your brother-in-law said that experiencing a lengthy period of low times would be the most valuable asset in your life. He told me not to intervene with you and that when the time came, once you really could shed those bad habits, he wouldn't let you remain in such a sorry state."

"Little Wu, you really should take the initiative and have a good chat with your brother-in-law."

Wuu… Song Wu's tears were already swirling in her eyes.

She had never thought that one day, her brother-in-law would forgive her.

Because she couldn't even forgive her younger, ignorant self.

Not to mention that her brother-in-law had been planning for her since the beginning.

Song Yanxi said, "I love your brother-in-law, and that extends to loving all his family. Your brother-in-law is the same. You are my only sister, and he knows that no matter what, I wouldn't stand by and watch you become a mess in the entertainment industry. So when the time comes, he will surely pull you out of the mire."

"You should cherish this opportunity. Your brother-in-law isn't a stranger. He's willing to let go of all past prejudices, gifting our mom a house and giving you a convertible Bentley. That proves he never really hated you guys."

"Sis, can I really be forgiven by my brother-in-law?"

Song Wu covered her face and wept bitterly. Her experiences over the year had really left her deeply scarred.

No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't gain recognition.

Every time there was a slight opportunity, those small-time directors would always expect her to sleep with them first.

She was Song Wu; she might be nothing on her own.

But her sister was the president of Capital City's Water Cloud Space, and her brother-in-law was the chairman of Tengying.

Even if Song Wu died, she couldn't take that step.

Because once she did that, it wouldn't just be her own dignity that she threw away, she would also tarnish the reputations of her beloved sister and brother-in-law.

"Your brother-in-law is not you. He's had to rely on himself since he was young. When he was in middle school, his mother Peng Ying was already ill, and his home was in a shabby state. You, in his eyes, are just a somewhat spoiled child who hasn't grown up yet. How could he hate you?"

"So, in his eyes, I've always been like that."

Song Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry at that moment.

Song Yanxi shook her head and said, "Children who grow up getting drenched in the rain have a fundamentally huge difference from a greenhouse flower like you. One year is short, but it's enough for you to truly experience the hardships of life."

Song Wu stared at her sister in a daze, suddenly realizing how wise her sister actually was.

This wisdom surpassed even that of her mother's, let alone her peers.

If her sister entered the entertainment industry, she believed that even with nothing, her sister could climb to the top step by step on her own.

It was an instinct.

"Go now, sister can only help you this much. It's just that your brother-in-law, though he doesn't say much on the surface, sees things clearer than anyone else. If you want to stand firmly in the entertainment industry, only your brother-in-law can help you."

It was very lively downstairs, mainly because Chen Xinyi, who was about to turn one month old, was extremely popular.

She was biting her little fingers and would giggle from time to time.

Her limbs flailed about, showing off her cuteness.

Chen Pingsheng carried her around collecting red envelopes since the Little Fart Kid had just come home, so it was somewhat of a gesture.

It was all about the celebration.

"Pingsheng, are you really planning to hold the one-month celebration at Fei Yangyang?"

"Of course not. Our little treasure's one-month celebration must be a bit more grand. Fei Yangyang's branches definitely won't do, but the headquarters can. There's no problem even if we hold a hundred tables there."

Fei Yangyang had long since established its own training headquarters, which wasn't as big as Water Cloud Space Academy, but it wasn't small either.

The day after tomorrow would be Chen Xinyi's one-month birthday.

Back in their hometown, they would need to hold a bustling celebration for this occasion.

Even after moving to the Capital City, they couldn't discard the customs of their hometown.

Gathering everyone together for a day of fun was indeed necessary, and surely many relatives from their hometown would come.

His wife had gone through ten months of pregnancy to give birth to this Little Fart Kid; how hard was that? It had to be celebrated with a bang.

Song Yanxi would just follow his lead; she was almost completely recovered now.

She just had to pay a bit more attention to her convalescence.

Any intense activities were out of the question for a few months.

Song Yanxi, with her hesitant younger sister, decided to find an opportunity to talk to him alone in the evening.

In the broad daylight, they had been busy entertaining guests since they came back.

It was only in the evening that things finally quieted down.

And then their small villa was left with only their family.

The night sky was overhead, and the only sounds left in the small villa were Chen An'an's chaotic running and Chen Xinyi's giggling laughter.

Someone had apparently challenged Chen An'an, telling her to lose weight.

She took it seriously and, after eating three bowls of rice, started running in circles in the backyard.

She kept it up for about three minutes, fell with a smack, then huffily went back to down two more bowls of rice.

Her sense of security returned.

Who needs to lose weight when a strong wind wouldn't even blow me over?

Who else was there?

Chen An'an walked heavily back to her own room, trying to recall who had mentioned it today.

A sister is like a mother, and with her new little sister, she had to start learning how to take care of a child.

She would search online for an article about the "Thirty Strategies for Childcare" to read.

Ninety-five out of a hundred words would have to be understood by herself.

Being a mother is tough indeed.