Live Broadcast Without Filters

She is 38 years old, has a 7-year-old son, is in debt, and is stuck in front of the noodle shop due to loan sharks. I thought this would be it for the rest of my life. As a result, she accidentally started a live broadcast, with wet hair and an old apron, and overnight she became the "Sister Qin" that men all over the city were looking for. From old alleys to flower and bird markets, from small noodle shops to new O2O stores, the big brother in the live broadcast room, the delivery boy, and the guild operation are all squeezed into her life. Some wanted to sleep with her, some wanted to sign her, some wanted to pull her ashore, and some wanted to push her back into the mud. Her ex-husband came back, her creditors came again, and even her mother's car accident twenty years ago was found out - she thought it was an accident, but in the end, it was found to be related to the man she was sleeping with now. Love, lust, calculation, betrayal, all boiled into a pot of beef bone soup. Live broadcasts without filters never show beautiful faces. It is the most real greed and enthusiasm in the human heart. A bowl of noodles, a live broadcast, and a woman who refused to kneel down. Do you think she lost? She just started airing.