Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Chapter 170: Song Yanxi's Thoughts_2

She doesn't have a clue.

If she did, he wouldn't have to drag her around looking for a match.

Chen Pingsheng saw the matchmaker pull out a tablet computer, swipe it lightly, and two high-quality bachelors appeared.

“Look, miss, don't mind that this guy's got a bit of a belly, he's only thirty-eight and divorced just once. He really is a director at a foreign company with an annual salary of over a million, owns a ninety-square-meter apartment within the third ring, and the mortgage is less than ten years. If you get with him, you can be a mother right away. Pretty good, huh?”

No matter how big the suit, it couldn't hide his pregnancy-sized belly.

Is this what she calls a high-quality male?

“Next.”

Chen Pingsheng swiped without hesitation.

The matchmaker introduced another, and this time he was at least younger.

A twenty-nine-year-old man wearing makeup, effeminate and flamboyant – quickly, next.

Just looking is annoying.

He thought the next one seemed more reliable, a civil servant from a small unit.

An annual salary of around a hundred thousand and wearing glasses, he looked bookish and well-mannered.

But once they met, he started with a triple whammy.

After marrying into his family, the little sister shouldn't be seen in public anymore, she'd have to focus on supporting her husband and educating children at home and also take care of his parents with poor health.

A living allowance of three thousand a month at her disposal, and the rest was none of her business.

To those who know, he has an annual salary of a hundred thousand; to those who don't, he might as well have ten billion.

What kind of person dares to make such demands right from the start?

Chen Pingsheng no longer wanted to set his little sister up on blind dates.

You could meet all sorts of weirdos.

Men had them, and women even more so.

He heard there was a super matchmaking card on the site, offering introductions to big bosses with annual salaries exceeding three million.

If you wanted to meet this group of high-quality men, you had to empty several wallets first.

Yet, quite a few women were willing to gamble their youth on a better tomorrow.

Even borrowing from everywhere, they didn't hesitate to try and get one of those cards.

A twisted matchmaking market, bizarre love stories, materialistic emotions.

Who knew when it started, but the marriages of young people have become like this.

Back home.

Chen Pingsheng still sought out his wife to tell her about his little sister Chen Qi's blind date in the afternoon.

Song Yanxi, mother of two kids, was getting more and more careless about her looks in her spacious bedroom.

She was actually wearing a white silk nightgown that was slightly see-through.

There she sat on the computer chair, legs propped up, cracking sunflower seeds and binge-watching Korean dramas.

She half-listened to Chen Pingsheng finish talking, then said:

“Aren't you worrying too much? With Little Qi's qualifications, does she really need to go on blind dates?”

“Well, it was just to take a look, who knew the matchmaking market is such a mess now.”

“I think you're taking it a bit too seriously. Little Qi is still so young, what's the rush?”

Song Yanxi certainly wasn't in a hurry. With such great conditions, was there even a fear of not finding a suitable man?

She just needed to keep her eyes open.

Chen Pingsheng realized that this little wench's life was too comfortable now. The Little Fart Kids were with their grandmother Liu Fen, and after dinner, she was free to indulge in her dramas.

Chen Pingsheng carried her to bed.

The strength of a twenty-eight-year-old body is just too good.

Only when Song Yanxi really couldn't endure anymore and begged for mercy did he finally stop, full of vigor.

Song Yanxi gave him a flirtatious look, “I don't know what's gotten into you recently, wanting to go at it so fiercely every three days, not afraid of throwing your back out.”

“Heh, don't you worry about that.”

Chen Pingsheng seriously said, “You really should pay more attention to Chen Qi's situation. I'm genuinely afraid she'll bring home some unreliable guy. As you know, our family isn't what it used to be, and it's inevitable that some people with ill intentions will start getting ideas. I'm just worried she's too young to tell the difference.”

“Don't worry, Chen Qi might act careless, but she's actually very smart.”

Song Yanxi got up to massage his shoulders, feeling sorry for his concerns.

So much work at the company, and he still had to worry about his sister's love life at home.

Really, no one quite like him.

“Little Wu's birthday is the day after tomorrow, and she was asking if you could make some time to drop by.”

“Of course, I have to go if she's celebrating her birthday.”

Chen Pingsheng lay down, pulling his wife into his arms.

Although the temperature in April was already quite high, it was no match for the effectiveness of their home's air conditioning.

Having just finished sweating, it wouldn't take long before they needed a light blanket.

“Your sister has matured quite a bit now, if there's a chance, I will arrange a leading role in a drama for her.”

“Husband, thank you,” Song Yanxi said sincerely.

Chen Pingsheng patted her shoulder, “You've always wanted me to give her a hand, haven't you? After all these years we've been married, there's no need to keep it inside anymore.”

“I was just afraid that you were still mad at her for being young and reckless.”

As Song Yanxi drew little circles, her tone was gentle:

“When I went to see her on set last time, she really was very earnest. No matter what she does, she takes it very seriously. Up to now, there aren't many people who know that you, the mighty chairman of Tengying Entertainment, are actually her brother-in-law.”

“With no strong background and no connections of her own, the roles she gets are pitifully few. Trying to become famous is just too difficult.”

Just like her husband worried about Chen Qi's love life, Song Yanxi was clearly concerned for Song Wu.

A few years after graduation, she was still drifting in the entertainment industry.

No talk of a love life either, and she's even a bit older than Chen Qi.

“It's tough to get famous, and even tougher to maintain it,” Chen Pingsheng said as he looked at her sideways.

“Look at Liying, it's been almost three years now, right? Have you ever seen her rest? And there's Yang Mi, who's always talking about making movies. Even someone with her status feels insecure in the industry, as if taking a few days off is a terrible sin. Are you sure your sister wants to live like that?”

“I don't know.”

Song Yanxi snuggled in closer, “All I know is that what she wants most now is to be the lead in her own drama. She's been striving for this day in, day out, and even attends all sorts of drinking parties to get herself completely wasted.”

“My mother just doesn't dare to bring it up in front of you, but in front of me, she's cried several times. As her elder sister, I just want to be selfish once, to help realize her dream.”

Alright… Chen Pingsheng admitted that he had been too neglectful of his wife's feelings recently.

He was only taking care of his own sister, Chen Qi, calling this person and that.

When he thought about it, she really didn't need him to fuss over her every day anymore.

No wonder his wife wasn't very attentive to Chen Qi's matters. It seemed like there was no real need.

Lying down, he looked at the ceiling.

The big blue chandelier in the room, still a Swarovski, was valued at over two hundred thousand US dollars.

Even the most lavish light isn't as heartwarming as a harmonious marriage.

At least in the past, his wife would undoubtedly not have kept these matters from him.

But now, he had to be very careful to take his feelings into account.

Perhaps it's more apt to describe it as being extremely cautious.

He didn't want their relationship to grow more distant as they became wealthier.

That would defeat the purpose of his original intention to make money.

Is it my sister-in-law's birthday the day after tomorrow?

It seems he really should make a trip there and tell everyone that she is his wife's only sister.

As the sun set and then rose again, another new day began.

Chen Pingsheng got up early and styled his hair with a slick back.

Previously, he needn't have cared about such things, but now he had to.

A man in middle age should care a bit about his image.

It's still tomorrow until his sister-in-law's birthday, but he went to Tengying to report first.

Yang Mi surprisingly didn't mention the matter of twenty million dollars when she saw him.

Instead, she hummed twice and left, which was quite strange.

Bai Xin carried on as usual with the day's morning meeting.

Her main task was to report on Tengying's routine and especially to bring up the movie investment projects that had been seeking him in the past few days.

The report was presented in brief.

Once Chen Pingsheng had heard it, he casually dismissed the meeting.

The boss didn't like meetings, and the entire company knew that.

A morning meeting lasted five minutes, and an evening meeting was certainly out of question.

When it was time to leave work, everyone did so right on the dot.

However, this time it was surprising – he actually asked Yang Mi to stay behind.

Chapter end

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