The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Chapter 241 Moral Blackmail vs. Inspiration (I)

Zhao Mianmian didn't know whether Han Rang and Xiao Haizhou had hit it off. She only knew that as soon as Xie Chen left, the front hall of the He family fell into an eerie silence.

Zhao Mianmian looked at the faces of the people present and quietly asked her military advisors:

[What do you mean, do you still want to cause trouble? ]

Barrage:

[We must do it! ]

[Yes, we must do it. Our anchor is not a four-year-old child. Is he so easy to bully?! ]

[Huh? ? She is only four years old...]

[Shut up and don't worry about the details. ]

【Okay [Shut up]. 】

[Agree! I also agree with the anchor making trouble.

If you dare to throw our big son out today, you will cause a terrible disaster tomorrow without caring about the life and death of the He family.

In order to prevent the anchor from being implicated by the He family again, He Xulan must be taught a lesson. 】

[Um, am I the only one who is curious about how the anchor is going to do things? ]

[She'll cry, make a scene, and then hang herself. What else can a four-year-old girl do...]

Before the audience in the live broadcast room finished speaking, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded outside.

The man stumbled into the front hall, knelt down in front of He Jianxing and Zhao Mianmian without saying a word, and began to cry and plead guilty.

"It's my fault. I didn't take good care of Sister Mian today. It has nothing to do with Sister Lan!"

"Sister Lan felt a little uncomfortable when she left Huguo Temple, and she even vomited on the way.

I was so busy taking care of Lan Jie'er that I neglected Mian Jie'er."

"Master and Madam, if you want to punish someone, punish Zhiyu. You two should not, do not let Lan Jieer kneel in the ancestral hall."

"The ancestral hall is cold and gloomy. My sister is weak and sick. If I really have to kneel down, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

The person who came was He Xulan's personal maid Zhiyu.

Zhiyu has been in the He family for seven or eight years and is considered an elder in the family.

Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room, even Zhao Mianmian didn't believe that He Xulan would not give the order. Zhiyu would risk the world's condemnation and trick her off the carriage and leave her in the middle of the road where there was no village or shop nearby.

As expected, before Zhiyu finished her words, Zhao Mianmian saw He Shiyun snort coldly, then turn his head away with a fake smile.

[I bet fifty cents that your second brother is cursing in his heart again.]

[Isn't this obvious? I just don't know whether he is scolding He Xulan or our anchor this time. ]

[Want to know? If you want to know, let the anchor post it.

Just stick it on and you can trigger the mind-reading ability, and you don’t have to spend any money, what a good deal. [狗头]】

[Hahaha, fucking “tie tie”, aren’t you afraid that the anchor will be thrown out as a pervert? ]

Zhao Mianmian:

【:)】

Zhiyu knelt in front of He Jianxing and Qin Shuyu to plead for He Xulan.

He Jianxing wanted to say something, but his eyes flickered to Zhao Mianmian's pitiful little face, and he became gloomy again.

Qin Shuyu, on the other hand, looked at her husband with a stern face, and then rebuked Zhiyu righteously:

"Don't try to excuse her. Regardless of whether she was sincere or unintentional today, the fact that she lost Sister Mian is an indisputable fact."

"Since she has made a mistake, she must be punished. Don't say that she is weak and can't stand the cold. Even if her leg is broken today, she has to crawl to the ancestral hall and kneel down!"

Qin Shuyu's words were full of righteousness.

If they hadn't heard her thoughts before, the audience in the live broadcast room would have applauded Qin Shuyu's ability to keep things balanced.

But now, no matter how beautiful the words are, they only make the selfishness more obvious.

[They sang in unison, and the performance was really realistic! 】

[Bah, you just bully our anchor because she’s an orphan!

He Xulan is weak, but our son is not weak anymore when he grows up?

If He Xulan were to die if he kneeled down in the ancestral hall, our host wouldn’t die if he stayed out in the wilderness all night?

I used to think that the He family were all good people, but you can never tell a person’s true heart from his appearance!! 】

The audience in the live broadcast room were cursing on the public screen, but Zhao Mianmian was watching with great interest.

She originally wanted to see how the master and servant were going to make excuses for He Xulan, but before she could say a few words, Na Zhiyu turned her head and pounced towards her, kowtowed three times.

Zhao Mianmian was so scared that she quickly grabbed He Jianxing's trouser leg and hid behind him.

"Sister, Sister Mian, please say something. Sister Lan has never treated you unfairly. You have never missed out on any delicious or fun things.

This was really an accident. It wasn't Sister Lan who intended to leave you behind. If you want to blame someone, blame Zhiyu.

Sister Lan is weak and cannot stand kneeling. If she really has to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights, she might lose half her life.

You, please be magnanimous and forgive her this time.

Zhiyu kowtows to you, kowtows to you!"

[Oh my god, this is moral kidnapping! This is naked moral kidnapping!!!]

[Fuck, according to what she said, if our anchor doesn't forgive He Xulan, once He Xulan kneels down and gets into trouble, it will all be our anchor's fault? ]

[He's really spoiled. It's none of his business whether he kneels or not!]

I was already furious when I mentioned He Xulan, and now Zhiyu popped up to use moral blackmail, how can I feel comfortable? ? 】

[Ah, let's be honest. After all, the anchor is now living under someone else's roof. Isn't it time for him to consider his own situation a little?

It would not be good for her to break up with He Xulan at this time and indirectly offend Qin Shuyu. 】

[No, you mean... just let it go like this? ? ]

[I don’t agree, I don’t agree!!]

[It’s so funny, you still don’t agree, your emotions are emotions, but the anchor’s life is not life? ]

[Where is the anchor? Why isn’t the anchor talking? ? ]

[Fuck, host, you're not really planning on letting He Xulan go just like that, are you...]

[Forget it, you are such a coward, let’s just go away, I am really pissed off! ]

Zhao Mianmian had no time to deal with the audience in the live broadcast room, because when she grabbed He Jianxing's trouser legs, she heard his inner voice again:

〖It is indeed Lan Jie'er who did something wrong today. Mian Jie'er is only four years old after all. How could she do such a stupid thing and leave her alone in the wilderness? !〗

〖Luckily nothing happened. If anything happened to Sister Mian, it would have been a disaster!〗

〖But then again, the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh. If it was because of Sister Mian that Sister Lan was severely punished, Shu Yu would inevitably feel unhappy.

What if she said something in front of the Qin family, and my father-in-law came back to criticize her, wouldn't it cause more trouble and make others laugh at her?

〖Oh my, this is such a mess. It would be great if I could get rid of the disaster by spending money...〗

财？

Lose money to avoid disaster? ?

When Zhao Mianmian heard He Jianxing's thoughts, her eyes lit up.

She jumped out from behind He Jianxing and quickly excused He Xulan:

"It has nothing to do with Third Sister. It was Mianmian who ran away by herself and couldn't find the family car."

Zhiyu: ???

Qin Shuyu: ???

He Shiyun: (⊙o⊙)

Barrage: [Hehe]

The audience in the live broadcast room were about to criticize Zhao Mianmian on the public screen, but Zhao Mianmian took out a handkerchief with embroidery on a white background from his arms.

There was an orchid embroidered on the handkerchief, and a line of small, blurry words.

It looked very inconspicuous at first glance, but it made Zhiyu and Qin Shuyu shudder all over, and they had a bad premonition.

"When we were resting halfway, a handkerchief fell from the carriage next to us. Mianmian saw that the handkerchief was embroidered very well, so she hurried to pick it up."

"Who knew a gust of wind would come and blow the handkerchief away."

"The handkerchief kept flying, and Mianmian kept chasing it.

I originally thought I would come back after picking up the handkerchief, but when I looked back after picking it up, I found that I couldn't find the way back!"

"Woo woo woo, Mianmian really didn't run away on purpose!"

"Uncle, uncle, don't blame my third sister..."