My Wife is a Hacker

English Content:

Bestow Upon You a Lifetime to Win Your Heart

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"Hello everyone, Im Joy, welcome to my broadcast room."

The melodious voice rang out as Ethan Yuan saw the heavily made-up woman appear on his computer screen.

This womans makeup was so thick that her original features were indistinguishable, giving her a somewhat enchanting appearance. Yet, her lips were brightly colored, and her smile was charming and alluring. She was radiant, casting a spell over the audience and eliciting cheers and applause from the male fans in the live room.

"I love you all."

Joy suppressed her disgust, pouted, and blew a kiss to the audience.

The men watching the live stream instantly became ecstatic,鍒峰睆 with comments.

"We want to hear Little Waist..."

"Show some cleavage..."

"Todays lips are so sexy..."

Various provocative comments were made, and some began to send gifts.

Joy was extremely disgusted inside, but for the money, she had to work hard, endure, and cater to them.

Shelly laughed coquettishly, sang songs, and did everything to get the men to be more delighted.

All for the paper currency she both hated and loved.

Over a year of being a broadcaster had taught her a lot, and she knew what these men wanted and how to make them happier.

Listening to the somewhat lively and teasing song "Little Waist," the slightly breathy voice was truly enticing, making people want more.

The live room was in an uproar, with gifts filling the screen, dazzling and overwhelming.

Ethan wasnt paying attention to those; his eyes were fixed on Joy on the screen. Although she was wearing heavy makeup, the slight upturn of her eyes and the hint of charm within were captivating. No one knew she was only eighteen.

No, she wasnt eighteen; two years had passed since she was eighteen, and she was now twenty. She was no longer the shy girl he had bought her first night from, trembling in front of him.

As "Little Waist" reached its end, the coquettish voice seemed to take him back to that night two years ago when he had paid for her first night, and he had been like an inexperienced boy constantly demanding.

And Joy, from the beginning, like falling into hell, endured, urging him to finish quickly, which made him frown, to the end, she involuntarily responded, and the tight beauty made him uncontrollably take her to heaven.

That night left a deep impression on Ethan, making him, who never lacked beautiful women around, remember this green woman.

Afterward, he not only gave her a million-dollar check to handle her mothers hospitalization but also arranged for her to find the dean, get the best room, the best doctor, and even helped find a kidney source for her hardworking mother who had suffered from uremia, solving her worries and allowing her to go to college smoothly.

Such compassion was very uncharacteristic of him, the cold-faced president of the business world, who usually never contacted anyone after a night together, but for her, he made an exception.

And since then, he has been paying attention to this little woman, sending people to watch her life and her broadcasts.

Ethan regained his senses, looking at her flushed face even through the heavy makeup, at her eyes full of water vapor, deep down, but cold, all brought about by him.

He lit a cigar but placed it on the crystal ashtray, watching the smoke curl without smoking. Next to the ashtray was a cup, the style was generous but with several cracks, obviously glued later, which was not in line with his identity, but he put this cup on his table, looking at it from time to time, not allowing others to touch.

Once, his Joys love for him was like this cup, but he had broken it into pieces, full of scars, and he owed her.

Two years, time really flies, Ethan closed his eyes for a moment, blocking the bitterness deep in his eyes, it was time for him and her to start anew.

The cigar burned out, and Ethan got up.