The elderlydy, Wilson, approached the camera with a noticeable tremor, repeatedly bowing her hands as she expressed her gratitude, saying, “Thank you, deardy, for being here… Thank you!” Once everyone had finished their acknowledgments, Souna reluctantly bid farewell to her family once more before shutting down the live broadcast room.


    The instant the live broadcast ended, she swiftly removed the wig from her head, unveiling her elegant chestnut curly hair. With a frown, she grumbled, “Ugh, this ridiculous headpiece is just too damn hot!”


    Harold chimed in, “Mom, if you say it’s fine, why perm your hair? And if you’re still going to dye it, won’t that justplicate things if someone sees?”


    Souna shot back, “Do you even understand? I’m worth tens of millions! Am I supposed to go out looking like a beggar while driving a Mercedes-Benz G-ss? The live broadcast is bing increasingly popr, and our audience is growing by the day. I need to revamp my look when I step out; the more different I appear from my live persona, the better! What happens if the viewers discover my true self?”


    Harold, chastised by Souna, didn’t dare argue back. He nodded begrudgingly, saying, “You’re right, Mom. I’ve been too self-righteous…” <h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Souna scoffed and continued her tirade, “There’s more! During today’s live broadcast, I told you that your sole task tonight was to thank the audience and show some tears. Where are your tears?”<fn0b0f> This content belongs to find[?]ovel</fn0b0f>


    Harold replied nervously, “Mom… I mean, you’re set to earn hundreds of thousands tonight. I just can’t cry…”


    Souna retorted angrily, “Useless! You must cry! If those viewers aren’t moved by you and don’t see you as noble, why would they spend their money on us? The prices in our live broadcast room are marked up several times the cost of those cheap goods. Why do people buy from us at high prices? It’s all about their psychological satisfaction! You and your father are bedridden and can’t kneel before them, but I ask you to shed a few tears and you can’t even manage that?!”


    Harold responded submissively, “Mom… I… I want to cry, but the tears just won’te. I’d cry if I could, but it feels impossible…”


    Souna coldly suggested, “If the tears won’t flow, I have a simple solution. Tomorrow, I’ll put some essential oil or chili oil on the other side of your pillow! If you can’t cry, just turn your head and rub it against the essential oil and chili oil, and I’m sure the tears wille!”


    Harold was taken aback. “Mom… that sounds too harsh. My eyes might swell up…”


    Souna replied without hesitation, “Swollen eyes are better! Red and puffy, paired with tears, that’s perfection!”


    Harold wanted to plead for mercy, but Souna didn’t allow him to speak. She firmly stated, “Listen here, Harold, don’t talk back to me. I’m in charge of this family now. If you don’tply, I’ll kick you out the door, and you’ll have to fend for yourself!”


    Frightened, Harold quickly responded, “No, Mom… I promise I’ll do it… please don’t…”


    Souna red at him and turned her attention to the elderlydy, Wilson. “And you, you old woman! All you do is bow in front of the camera! You’re just like those monkeys performing in the streets! Tomorrow, change it up—when the live broadcast is ending, kneel down and kowtow to everyone!”


    Olddy Wilson replied nervously, “Harold… I… I’m so old, and it’s hard for me to kneel. I’m afraid I won’t be able to get back up…”


    Souna’s response was cold and unforgiving, “If you can’t get up, then you have to try! Don’t you benefit from the money I earn? Don’t you enjoy the things I buy? If not, you can go back to the supermarket and tear stic bags for others!”


    Hearing this, olddy Wilson quickly said, “Harold, please don’t be angry. I’ll kneel, I promise I’ll kneel…”


    Souna merely snorted, ignoring her once more.