Qian Yibai's Humble Life

Qian Yibo is a woman, thirty-five years old this year. Her parents had been married for ten years and gone through a great deal of hardship before they managed to have her.

Qian's father taught her martial arts, chess, and tea brewing, raising her like a boy. As he put it, "This is how you keep up with the times. Sometimes you have to think of yourself as one of the guys. No matter what, you must be strong."

Qian Yibo could only throw her head back and yell, "Heavens, give me strength!"

Sun, her mother, taught her makeup, cooking, and how to dress, raising her like a proper young lady. As Sun put it, "Darling, everyone loves beauty. You have to look lovely every day, so someone will love you."

At that, Qian Yibo would prop her chin on her hand, blink, and say, "What a load of nonsense. I was born with plenty of natural charm. Why would I need to put on makeup every day? What a pain." Then she would sigh.

Over the past thirty-odd years, Qian Yibo has faced all sorts of problems and encountered all kinds of beautiful women and handsome men, matching wits with them every single day.