The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

"Miss, we are here. Please get off the car."

When they arrived at the gate of the He family, He An ordered the coachman to bring a stool, while he stood not far from the carriage, with his hands clasped and his waist bent, and spoke respectfully to the little man in the carriage.

Zhao Mianmian was a simple-minded person. After hearing what He An said, she lifted the curtain with her little hand and was about to get out of the car, but was pulled back by Dong Zhu with quick eyes and hands.

"Oh, my dear sister, are you going to leave like this?"

Seeing his young lady's heartless look, Dong Zhu was almost laughing out of anger.

She first helped Zhao Mianmian put on her shoes and then tied her hair into a bun. When she was almost done packing, she took out a lotus-colored jacket from her bag and carefully put it on Zhao Mianmian.

Finally, he helped Zhao Mianmian step on the stool and staggered down from the carriage.

Since they were at the gate of the He family, and Zhao Mianmian was also considered the future half-master, He An did not dare to urge the master and servant Xu Chuan to come.

He stood beside the carriage holding an umbrella, waiting patiently.

When he saw a little girl wearing a lotus-colored jacket with bright patterns, matching shoes, and two high buns being led off the carriage, he couldn't help but be amazed and sighed in his heart:

This cousin from Xu Chuan really looks exactly like that sister Yun! !

[To be honest, I have a bad feeling.]

[Bad premonition +1, this He family gives people the illusion of being in a dangerous place. If the anchor goes in, he will definitely have a hard time in the future. ]

[Ah? The one before, do you want to read what you are saying? The anchor finally got rid of her group of poor relatives and came to Beijing from Xuchuan, but she hasn't even entered the gate of the He family yet, and you actually cursed her to have a hard life in the future? ? ]

[I am just expressing my feelings, there is nothing special about it.]

Zhao Mianmian:

【…】

[It’s well expressed. Don’t express it again next time. ]

A line of pink words suddenly floated across the public screen, making the fans in the live broadcast room laugh so hard.

However, everyone just laughed at Zhao Mianmian for a short while and then turned the topic back to the He family.

[In fact, from the perspective of Feng Shui, the layout and location of the He family's house are both good. They must have asked an expert to calculate it.]

[Oh my god, this is Feng Shui metaphysics, I like it! So according to what you said, if the anchor lives here for a long time, he will be influenced by the auspicious aura for many years, and maybe he can become very successful in the future? !]

[Hahaha, she's still on the rise. Don't forget that the host is only three years old, and she's a girl. What's the point of talking about being on the rise? Are you afraid that she won't die fast enough?]

[That's right, aren't there the Xuanlin Guards who specialize in catching strange people outside? The host has a personality that doesn't make any progress for a long time, so she should just keep a low profile. Getting ahead is really not something she should consider.]

[Who made her stand out? ? Can't the anchor use the He family's fortune to find a good marriage for herself? Isn't it said that in ancient times, getting married was also a science? Instead of trying to stand out, it's better to think about how to find a solid backer for yourself. ]

[??? No, you guys are too crazy, the anchor is only three years old, and you are actually discussing her marriage? ? ]

[Hahahaha, isn't this the early bird catches the worm?]

Zhao Mianmian followed behind He An and walked through the gate of the He family without saying a word.

When I saw this comment, I almost couldn't breathe and bumped into the pillar at the corner of the corridor.

Zhao Mianmian:

【? ? ? 】

[…Which bird flies first? ? ? ]

Zhao Mianmian was gritting her teeth in anger, while Dong Zhu was quick to grab her and barely avoided Zhao Mianmian's first embarrassment when she entered the He Mansion.

"Miss Cousin?"

He An heard the noise, stopped and turned around.

When he turned around, he met Zhao Mianmian's eyes, which were calm but a little confused.

He An frowned. He had a feeling that something was wrong, but for a moment, he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing He An standing still and not speaking, Zhao Mianmian tilted her head slightly, and the beaded ribbon tied on her bun swayed.

As the pearly lights flashed, He An looked at Zhao Mianmian's face, which was exactly the same as He Yunniang's. He seemed to have returned to more than 20 years ago. He couldn't help but feel his eyes red and his nose a little sour.

However, reason quickly brought him back to reality. Butler He raised his hand and clenched his fist, covered his mouth and coughed slightly, and said seriously:

"Miss, the master and the mistress are waiting in the house, please go in."

After saying that, Butler He stepped sideways to the side, revealing the one-foot-high threshold behind him, and a group of people standing or sitting inside the threshold!

**

He Zhaoxian was over fifty years old and had a handsome face.

I don’t know if it’s because he got an undemanding job, but he has a few gray hairs on his temples, making him look full of energy, not like a man who is almost sixty years old.

Seeing He An leading Zhao Mianmian walking from outside the house, He Zhaoxian calmly picked up the slightly hot tea bowl from the coffee table.

He held the tea bowl in one hand and lifted the lid with the other. He first lowered his eyelids and blew on the tea calmly. Then he brought the tea bowl close to his mouth and took a sip.

It was not until He An led the person into the front hall and stood in front of him that he closed the lid of the bowl with a "click" and prepared to put the bowl on the coffee table.

He Zhaoxian's expression did not show, and one could even say he looked a little cold and serious. In the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, this undoubtedly reflected the words "the days to come will probably be difficult." Everyone began to sympathize with Zhao Mianmian on the barrage.

[[Candle][Candle][Candle], it’s over, it’s over, host, you seem to have hit a trough. ]

[Is this old man the anchor's grandfather? Is he the current head of the He family? ? ]

[Of course he is. Didn't you see that he is sitting in the upper seat? In ancient times, wealthy families were very particular about their manners. The upper seat was usually only for the head of the family and very important guests.]

[The anchor is done. Look at that person's expression. He is indifferent but also has a hint of impatience. He hasn't even raised his eyelids since the anchor appeared in his field of vision. It seems like he doesn't want to recognize his relatives! ]

[Ah, no way, if they don't want to recognize their relationship, why did they go to such great lengths to bring the anchor to Beijing? It can't be a show for others, right? ]

[Fuck, I think what you said before was right! I found it strange from the beginning. Logically, the host is also the daughter of a married woman in their family, so she is a very close blood relative. How come no one in the He family came to the door to greet her when she came to visit for the first time? ]

[It would be fine if Mr. He didn't show up because of his face, but the old lady and the young lady are the female members of the family, and they are the host's grandmother and aunt, so they should go out to greet them. But you see, anyone who has anything to do with the He family didn't show up. Isn't this a deliberate attempt to intimidate the host? ! ]