Be careful! The young mistress is back with a crow's mouth

After saying this, without waiting for the other party to answer, he turned around and walked upstairs.

Seeing Qiao Jintang's mysterious look, Shang Shili admitted that he was curious!

Why didn’t I find this second sister-in-law so interesting before?

Just as I was about to take a walk in the garden, I happened to see Butler Tan on the phone.

Looking at his respectful and lackey-like appearance, I knew without a doubt that the person on the other end of the phone was my second brother.

"Butler Tan."

After reporting today's situation at home, Butler Tan also reported the conflict between Qiao Jintang and Lin Wanwan at the door of the house. Unfortunately, he was not at the scene and the information was conveyed through the doorman.

The second young master's wife suddenly became bolder. She knew that Miss Lin had a good relationship with the second young master, but she still dared to bully her. No, teach her a lesson!

Seeing that Butler Tan ignored him, Shang Shili was slightly annoyed and raised his voice again, "Butler Tan?"

Butler Tan shuddered, turned around, and looked at Shang Shili with a smile, "Good evening, Third Young Master, is there anything you need from me?"

"Call me."

Butler Tan hesitated for a moment and handed the phone over. Shang Shili took a look and saw that it was a video call!

The guy on the screen who is sitting behind the desk wearing a white shirt, black suit and vest, who is more handsome and has a better temperament than him, is not his terrifying second brother?

At this time, Shang Tingzhou also stopped his work and glanced at the screen, and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Second brother, will you divorce your second sister-in-law because of Lin Wanwan?"

Shang Tingzhou frowned, "Hmm?"

"Butler Tan, the big mouth, must have told you about what happened today. Actually, you can't blame it all on Second Sister-in-law. What Lin Wanwan said was indeed a bit too much."

Seeing Shang Tingzhou staring at him thoughtfully, Shang Shili grinned, "Of course I stand on your side, I'm just afraid..."

"When did you start calling her second sister-in-law?"

Shang Shili coughed and said, "The situation ..."

Before he could utter the word "forced", he turned around and saw the window of the study on the second floor being pushed open. Qiao Jintang was standing behind the window and stretching.

"Ahem, I think the second sister-in-law is quite, quite unique. After all, you married her in a formal ceremony. Although there was no wedding, the red book does exist, right?"

After arranging the room, Qiao Jintang prepared to go to the study to find a few books and take them back to put on the shelf for show.

The eldest and second sons of the Shang family were not at home, and Shang Shili and Shang Rao were not the ones who liked to study. Apart from the servants who cleaned the study regularly, almost no one came into the study.

The room was very stuffy. As soon as Qiao Jintang opened the window, he saw Shang Shili and Butler Tan standing in the garden.

Shang Shili looked as if he was guilty.

After standing there for a while, seeing Shang Shili looking at him again, Qiao Jintang deliberately waved at him and then left with the book.

Other fortune tellers focus on mystery, with the entire live broadcast being pitch black, or they make it seem like a science fiction movie.

She refused to do that. She wanted to do the opposite.

Qiao Jintang originally had a white storage rack on the wall facing the desk.

The original owner had very few things, and the shelves were empty.

She bought some cute ornaments today, and in order to show her girlish heart, she also hung an oversized pink bow.

Being extremely tacky is trendy, and she does it based on her own strength, not these messy atmospheres.

Everything was ready. Qiao Jintang pulled out a chair, sat down, and turned on the live broadcast.

She was wearing a modified version of Hanfu, a white mask that didn't match the costume, and her hair was tied up on top of her head with a jade hairpin.

As she expected, after waiting for more than ten minutes, the live broadcast room was still empty.

Is it that her name "Feng Hua Xue Yue" is not elegant enough or that her introduction of "Can you help me with the curse? My mouth has been blessed. If it doesn't work, I won't charge you" is not domineering enough?

Or, is her actress face not as pretty as those internet celebrities?

Subconsciously reaching out to touch her face, Qiao Jintang then realized that, yes, she was wearing a mask!

If she didn't want to give up the entertainment industry, she would definitely use her face to cheat people!

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed and two people finally came into the live broadcast room.

[Fenghuaxueyue, this name is similar to my mother's WeChat name. ]

[Looking at the interface, I think the host has a good temperament. Are you a newcomer? ]

Qiao Jintang couldn't hide his joy. People are coming, the brothel is open!

Grinning at the camera, Qiao Jintang cleared his throat and said, "Hello, I'm the new guy Tang Xiaoqiao."

The two audience members started interacting with Qiao Jintang.

[You have a good voice, can you sing? ]

[Aren’t you called Fenghuaxueyue? Why are you called Tang Xiaoqiao now? ]

Qiao Jintang still had a smile on his face, not caring whether the other party could see it or not: "I want to get paid for singing tone-deafly. Fenghuaxueyue is the name of the live studio. My name is Tang Xiaoqiao."

[This anchor is quite interesting, hahaha! ]

Gradually, a few more people came in.

[Where did you buy the clothes you are wearing? They look nice. ]

[Anchor, please don't wear a mask. Let us see what you look like.]

[Are you helping people curse in your live broadcast room? There are still people broadcasting this now, do you think everyone is stupid? ]

[If I really can't be a comedy anchor, I can be an emotional anchor. I can also help curse people. What's going on? Making a scarecrow? ]

As the number of people increases, so do the voices of doubt.

Qiao Jintang selected a few harmless questions to answer. At this moment, there were more than twenty people in the live broadcast room.

Fortunately, she had been a brothel owner for almost ten years, dealing with dignitaries every day, and had good talking skills.

Qiao Jintang continued chatting, and finally, business came.

[Anchor, do you want to be paid for helping to curse people? ]

That's not nonsense.

“Live streaming for newcomers is temporarily free.”

The netizen began to complain.

[I wanted to commit suicide today, and I saw the anchor’s live broadcast room helping people curse, so I clicked in. I wanted to comfort myself no matter if it was useful or not.]

Other netizens in the live broadcast room began to persuade them.

【What's the reason for committing suicide?】

[That's right, the world is so beautiful, why would you commit suicide and go to the underworld to see ghosts? ]

Qiao Jintang did not try to persuade her, and became serious: "I don't know if this netizen is beautiful or handsome, is the person you want to curse a good person or a bad person?"

[The other person is my husband. My son and I went back to our hometown to play these two days. We were supposed to come back on the weekend, but I went home early this morning because of something unexpected. As a result, when I opened the door, I found my husband and his mistress having sex in the bathroom. My son just turned five and witnessed everything.]

What the hell!

Qiao Jintang was shocked. This was not a question of whether it was good or not. This was simply disgusting!

There are already more than a hundred people in the live broadcast room.

[Sister, you are so miserable. Don’t stay with dirty men or you will get sick. ]

[Please help my son with his psychological trauma. Why doesn’t the country sentence people who cheat on their spouse? ]

[Shouldn’t the mistress who destroyed other people’s families go to jail? Don’t cry, sisters, we are here for you. ]

[This old bastard and this old witch, I hope the host’s mouth is really blessed. ]

Qiao Jintang sat upright and said, "Sister, there are different levels of curses. What do you want to curse him for?"