Who says real and fake daughters can’t be sisters?

Yuanluo focused her attention on the drawing paper. Holding the palette in her hand, she mixed colors skillfully. Yuanluo was painting a landscape. After a few strokes, the outline took shape.

Yuanluo's painting skills have actually improved a lot compared to the beginning. At least now you can tell what she is painting.

The barrage of comments kept scrolling, but Yuanluo didn't bother to look up and interact. Wang Minghao stared at the live barrage of comments and found that because no one was interacting, the netizens in the barrage of comments had already started to make jokes.

[Why is the eldest lady silent? Did one of you poison her and make her mute? ]

[I still like to listen to what the blogger says. Let's discuss it. Don't be so vicious and mute. Just break her hand. She has a disabled hand anyway. ]

[The one upstairs, you didn't let her go either. ]

[Blogger, please stop drawing. Your drawing is not good anyway. Let’s chat together. ]

[That’s right, let’s talk about 50 cents. ]

Seeing that netizens on the barrage kept sending barrages asking Yuanluo to chat, Wang Minghao also reminded Yuanluo: "Boss Luo, everyone wants you to chat for a while, why don't you interact with netizens first?"

Because this was the first time to try live streaming, no one had any experience and didn’t know what netizens liked to watch, so they could only adjust the live streaming content in time according to the barrage of comments.

When Yuanluo heard Wang Minghao's reminder, she also raised her head and looked at the live broadcast barrage.

"Let's chat, what do you want to talk about?"

When Yuanluo looked up to chat, did she notice that because no one was playing with her, she came to the live broadcast room to find Zhaocai?

"Why haven't you updated the video in so long? I've been busy with a lot of things recently. I just finished our group assignment, so I haven't had time to update."

[What is this? Group work?]

[No, Mr. Luo, how old are you? You are already Mr. Luo, so you are not still in school, right? ]

[This is outrageous. Which CEO needs to do group work? ]

Yuan Luo looked at the question in the barrage, her head drooped, and she said dejectedly: "Yes, I'm only a sophomore, and I still have homework."

Zhaocai circled around Yuanluo several times. Now there were only Yuanluo and Wang Minghao in the live broadcast room. Wang Minghao was staring at the real-time feedback in the live broadcast room, while Yuanluo was staring at the screen to interact. Zhaocai was a little angry when he saw that Yuanluo had not paid attention to him.

In order to make it easier for her to paint, Yuanluo sat on a small stool and did not hold the color palette in her hand high. Zhaocai wanted to jump onto Yuanluo's legs, but because Yuanluo moved when she looked at the barrage, he jumped directly into the color palette.

Yuanluo was so frightened that she screamed. When she came to her senses, she found that it was Zhaocai who had moved to the color palette and dyed her fur in various colors.

"Zhaocai, what are you doing? You don't have any jars for tomorrow, and mom is very angry now."

Yuanluo looked at Zhaocai's appearance and hesitated about how to pick up the colorful Zhaocai and wash it clean. His body was stained so evenly that there was no place to start.

However, after hearing Yuanluo scolding him, Zhaocai got angry and rushed out again, directly crashing into the drawing board. The colorful wet paint hit the drawing paper and made the shape of a cat.

Fearing that the dye might be toxic and harmful to the kitten's body, Yuanluo didn't care whether she would get her hands covered in paint or not. She quickly grabbed the scruff of Zhaocai Fate's neck and lifted it up.

"How can you be so angry as a little kitty? You promised not to make trouble when you come to the company with your mother, but not only did you make trouble, but you also got angry when your mother was mean to you."

Zhaocai tried to struggle in Yuanluo's hands. Fortunately, he had just rolled on the drawing paper, otherwise there would be more paint on Yuanluo's body.

Yuanluo usually came to the company just to work, and she didn't know where the company's sundries were placed, so she had to look to Wang Minghao for help.

Wang Minghao understood, nodded, and went out to get a basin of warm water for Yuanluo. Yuanluo tested the water temperature and found no problem, so she started to take a bath in the live broadcast room.

[Am I the only one who thinks that kittens are more talented in painting than Yuanluo? ]

[Wow, this kitten has so many different fur colors. What breed is it? ]

[Hahahahahahahahaha, you who are upstairs just got here, right? This is an orange cat, and it dyed its cat this color by itself.]

[Look at Yuanluo's face, which looks like she has lost all hope in life. Could it be that she can't wash it clean? ]

[You can wash it off with alcohol or soapy water, but isn't this a bit irritating to the kitten? ]

Yuanluo was washing Zhaocai while muttering: "Look at the hair you've made yourself, it's so ugly. If you can't wash it clean, mom won't want you anymore."

"You made this look like this. These paints are poisonous. Are you going to make yourself sick?"

"..."

While Yuanluo was muttering to herself, Cui Xuhua walked into the live broadcast room and handed her a bottle of cat-specific shower gel and a hair dryer. His thoughtfulness made Yuanluo feel like she had met an angel.

It turns out that we still need to hire a few more girls. They are more considerate than Xiao Wang and his friends when it comes to doing things.

Yuanluo raised the cat's paw to attract fortune and waved to Cui Xuhua, saying, "Come on, Zhaocai, thank you auntie, you see how good auntie is to you."

With the shower gel, the paint on Zhaocai's body was washed off a lot. Although there was still some residue, it was much better than at the beginning. Seeing that it was almost finished, Cui Xuhua brought in another basin of water and asked Yuanluo to wash off the foam on Zhaocai's body.

After washing Zhaocai clean, Yuanluo plugged in a hair dryer to blow Zhaocai's fur before she had time to read the comments in the live broadcast room.

[I've been listening for quite some time. If I heard correctly, Yuanluo has been calling this kitten to bring in wealth, right? ]

[No way, rich people like them, shouldn't they give their pets high-sounding names? ]

[To be honest, my dog’s name is Fugui, and he is very happy when I call him that.]

"Yes, that's right, it's called Zhaocai, the same as the fortune cat."

"Why did you give it this name? It was just a kitten when I picked it up. It cost a lot of money to take it for a checkup, so I hope this money-eating beast can bring me some wealth."

[Let the gold-eating beast attract wealth, what do you think? You are really amazing. 】

【Hahahahahahahahaha…Zhaocai: Mom, are you talking about me? But I’m just a little kitten. 】

【招财: What can a little cat do wrong? I just want to have some cans to eat. 】

"It doesn't lack food. I asked my mom to help take care of it for a while when I was on a variety show. I fed it so much that it became seriously overweight. Later, I helped it lose weight but it got angry and ignored me."

Yuanluo was chatting with netizens in the live broadcast room without stopping her hands. She touched the fur of the lucky cat and thought it was almost dry, so she turned off the hair dryer.

"I wanted to draw for everyone, but this idiot knocked over the paint tray. I have to take him to the veterinary hospital for a checkup. That's all for today."

After saying that, Yuanluo quickly turned off the live broadcast.