Desolate Toad

By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife.
I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on.
At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly.
(A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)

Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Magic City is colder than Xiangjiang; stepping outside requires wrapping oneself in a thick down jacket.


Many shops downstairs are still closed, and The Bund, usually bustling with tourists, is now eerily quiet.


It's only the third day of the new year; most people who went back home for the holiday haven't returned yet.


It'll probably not regain its usual liveliness until the eighth day, and after the Lantern Festival, a new wave of outsiders will flock here in search of their dreams.


Chen An'an is carrying a bank card worth two hundred million; although she can spend it freely, owning so much money all at once.


Feels pretty bewildering, huh? It's like having no idea where to even start.


She happens upon a beggar with a broken leg downstairs, Chen An'an extends her small hand and gives him five hundred dollars as alms.


The beggar hurriedly thanks her, and as she turns to leave, the previously pitiful middle-aged beggar.


Chapter 391: The Counterplot