Novel Catchup
Chapter 28 - The Neighborly Tutor Mom Who Wants to Be Sponsored
Chapter 28: The Neighborly Tutor Mom Who Wants to Be Sponsored
[MilkCow Doesn’t Drink Milk]: Big brother! This is already the best I’ve got on my phone. I can send you a selfie with my face, but let me be honest—my livestreams use beauty filters. In real life, I’m not as pretty as I look on stream.
[Wei Wu The Great]: I know, but I don’t care. If you don’t send me a selfie that satisfies me, the 1,000-yuan red envelope will be gone. And if you’re out of photos, you can always take new ones. ’
“Ugh!” Xin Chun Jiao groaned in frustration. She couldn’t bear the thought of losing the easy 1,000 yuan, yet she didn’t have any photos that might satisfy him. Did this mean she had to take fresh ones?
But how far would she need to go to meet big brother’s expectations?
This wasn’t just about a single 1,000-yuan payment. It was about the potential for many more in the future.
Her eyes scanned her outfit. Dressed like this, she knew there was no way the photos would please him. But… what if she made some adjustments?
Determined, Xin Chun Jiao gritted her teeth and decided to go all out.
First, she struggled to take off her jeans. Then, with a bold move, she grabbed a pair of scissors and cut a “window” in the back of the jeans, right over her rear. Next, she picked out a lacy, see-through thong and put it on. After carefully slipping back into her newly “modified” skinny jeans, she tossed aside her strapless white top.
With one arm partially covering herself and the other holding a selfie stick at full length, she climbed onto her bed. Posing in various provocative positions, the sound of her phone camera clicking filled the room.
When she finished, Xin Chun Jiao couldn’t even bring herself to look at the photos. She closed her eyes and quickly sent all of them without a second thought.
[MilkCow Doesn’t Drink Milk]: Big brother, I’ve done my best. This is as far as I can go. If you’re still not satisfied, I don’t know what else I can do! ’
A few moments later, Cao Shaoyang’s phone began to buzz incessantly. He opened the messages and was stunned.
“Wow! She really didn’t hold back!” he thought as he clicked on the first photo.
The image showed her jeans unzipped, one side clinging to her hips and the other slipping down, revealing smooth, pale skin framed by lacy edges. The jeans, now with an artful “battle damage” style, looked so striking that he might have thought these were high-end boudoir photos taken at a professional studio.
As he scrolled through photo after photo, Cao Shaoyang finally felt satisfied.
Without hesitation, he sent her a 2,000-yuan transfer.
[Wei Wu The Great]: Excellent! I’m very pleased. Here’s the promised red envelope, plus a bonus as your reward.
Xin Chun Jiao gleefully accepted the payment, feeling overjoyed. Just a few selfies had earned her such a handsome sum—her efforts had been worth it.
[MilkCow Doesn’t Drink Milk]: Ahhh! Big brother, I love you! 
Cao Shaoyang replied with a smug emoji of someone smirking.
[Wei Wu The Great]: Pathetic. This small amount and you’re already content?
[MilkCow Doesn’t Drink Milk]: What else could I want? ’
Cao Shaoyang’s eyes sparkled mischievously as a grin spread across his face.
[Wei Wu The Great]: Your dancing really has an effect on people. Here’s an idea—how about a private video chat? You can livestream your dancing, but only for me. Consider it a private session. How does 10,000 yuan sound?
Xin Chun Jiao felt like today was her lucky day. First, the generous tipping from big brother during her livestream. Then, 2,000 yuan for just a few selfies. And now, he wanted a private dance session for 10,000 yuan!
She felt like she was about to faint from happiness.
Although her husband wasn’t short on money, she was.
Her relationship with her husband was already fractured. If not for their child, they would have divorced long ago.
Now, her husband had built a new life with his mistress, leaving her behind. Under the guise of providing for their child’s education, he had rented her a large apartment near the school, essentially banishing her from the family home.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
Every month, she received only the living expenses transferred on time. It was clear to Xin Chun Jiao that the day her child completed the college entrance exams would also mark the official end of her marriage, when she and her husband would finalize their divorce.
Due to their prenuptial agreement, most of their assets would not belong to her after the divorce. Although her husband had promised to give her a share of the family property after two years of tutoring their child, she couldn’t rely on that vague promise. She had to plan ahead and find an alternative path for herself, preparing for the future two years down the line.
After much deliberation, she chose livestreaming as her backup plan.
Today, after finally summoning the resolve to start her first stream, she encountered such a generous big brother. How could this not make Xin Chun Jiao’s heart overflow with joy?
She had come to terms with it—wasn’t it just that kind of thing?
Instead of staying in that household, working tirelessly for free and being treated like a servant, why not use it to secure a better life for herself?
Let alone offering private streams for big brother, now that she had seen just a glimpse of his financial strength, Xin Chun Jiao thought to herself: if big brother outright proposed to sponsor her, she wouldn’t hesitate for even a second to agree.