Live fortune telling, Master Su has stopped updating again

I am not a rich second generation. I lowered my head, my face pale, and said with a wry smile: "Master, can you tell me who she is? I want to meet her."

He already had some guesses in his mind. How could a couple who had been together for a year and a half never meet in person?

It's just that he was dazzled by Xiaoya's operations in the game.

He had no friends, and Xiaoya was the first person to stand firmly by his side.

So he would rather deceive himself and not think too much.

He believed whatever Xiaoya said.

Su Ning said calmly, "Xiao Ya is right beside you. You can see him every day."

I'm not a rich second generation. I looked up suddenly, shocked. "Xiao Ya is right next to me? Could she be my former classmate?"

Su Ning shook her head. "Not a classmate, but..."

"Brother, are you still awake?" A cold voice came from the door, and the younger brother walked to his brother and stopped.

The audience saw the younger brother's face clearly. His childish face was unusually cold and he looked different from his brother.

The two brothers not only look different, but also have completely different temperaments.

The elder brother is gentle, shy and likes to laugh; the younger brother is aloof, serious and stern.

I'm not a rich second generation, so I said embarrassedly, "I'm connecting with the anchor."

My younger brother frowned, looked at the live broadcast screen, noticed that it was a fortune-telling live broadcast, and his eyes were full of disapproval.

"When did you start believing in fortune-telling?"

I'm not a rich second generation: "Just a quick calculation, I'm going to sleep soon, you go back to your room and rest first."

He didn't plan to tell his brother that he was fortune-telling.

My brother shrugged his shoulders, sat on the armrest of the chair, and leaned on me.

"I'm not sleepy. I also want to know what you're calculating."

I’m not a rich second generation and I won’t refuse my younger brother, he continued to ask the anchor shyly.

"Anchor, who did you just say Xiaoya was?"

Xiaoya?

My attention was completely focused on Su Ning, and I didn't notice that my younger brother's body stiffened for a moment when he heard Xiaoya.

"Xiao Ya is with me now." Su Ning said calmly: "He is your brother."

"I have to leave first."

My brother and Su Ning spoke at the same time.

I'm not a rich second generation. My brain froze for a moment.

What does anchor mean?

Brother? Xiaoya?

The live broadcast room was in an uproar, with everyone jumping up and down like wild animals in a melon field.

Some people share the live broadcast with their families, leave a message saying there is a big news, and then quickly return to the live broadcast room.

Many family members were introduced to the live broadcast by netizens and entered the live broadcast room confused.

The popularity of the live broadcast room has skyrocketed.

Seeing that the first wave of recommended traffic was very good, the platform gave Su Ning's live broadcast room some more recommendations.

After a while, the number of people in the live broadcast room reached 1,567.

This wasn't the first time a rich second-generation person had doubts about the anchor. "Excuse me, Master, did you make a mistake in your calculations? Could you please recalculate?"

Even though I doubted Su Ning, I am not a rich second generation. My tone was still gentle and I didn't have a temper.

The anchor and my younger brother, I am not a rich second generation, so I choose to believe my younger brother.

Su Ning was not angry, and it was okay to have doubts.

"Your brother's nickname is Xiaoya. Although you are twins, born ten minutes apart, you are different ages. You are one year older than your brother, or in other words, you are one day older than your brother."

"You were born at 11:55 PM on December 31st, and your brother was born at 12:05 AM on January 1st, which means your birthdays are one day apart."

Xiaoya was stunned, his expression was cold but a little silly. It was the first time he saw a master who could calculate so accurately.

I am not a rich second generation. I believe what Su Ning said. The birthdays of the two brothers are very special and everyone around them knows it.

But the anchor is not in the same city as them, and they are not the richest people in the world, so they are not worth the anchor's investigation.

I'm not a rich second-generation person who desperately asks the people around me, "Are you Xiaoya?"

What should I do if my online crush turns out to be my younger brother?

Xiaoya looked embarrassed and touched his nose unconsciously.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were very discerning and immediately made their analysis.

[Look, this man is panicking!]

[Psychology shows that when people are nervous, their noses will sweat. My brother's nose tip is sweating.]

[I completely believe what the anchor said. Xiaoya is Xiaoya.]

[The younger brother pretended to be a woman and fell in love with his older brother online, defrauding him of his money. They both have money, so what is Xiaoya trying to do?]

[Their parents must be partial, favoring the older brother over the younger one, giving money to the older brother but not to the younger one.]

[Welcome everyone to the live reasoning room. You and I are making inferences, but neither of us can compare to the host.]

I'm not a rich second-generation. I explained, "Mom and Dad treat us both the same. They give us the same pocket money every month and never show favoritism."

"Xiaoya started helping my parents with management and projects since her freshman year, and she's been earning more than she should have."

In addition to the money his parents gave him, Xiaoya also has the money he earns himself, which is more than I have, even though I am not a rich second-generation.

This is also the reason why I, who am not a rich second generation, was unwilling to believe that Xiaoya was Xiaoya at the beginning.

Su Ning's clear voice came from the phone, "Xiaoya has a high and prominent nose bridge, a very strong self-esteem, and a strong and competitive personality."

"He has large ears, shaped like large ingots, and deep, bright eyes with upturned corners. He has good fortune in wealth, but his eyebrows are messy, so he can't keep his wealth."

"In short, no matter how much money his parents give him or how much money he earns, he can't keep it."

Spend as much as you earn.

It’s not even enough for Xiaoya to spend.

I am not a rich second generation. I was confused when I heard this, and my eyes were full of questions and fear.

"Xiaoya, you wouldn't be contaminated by any bad things, right?"

"Not contaminated." Xiaoya frowned and sighed deeply.

This answer is an indirect admission that he is Xiaoya.

[why? Why is this? ]

[We have no shortage of money or love, and brothers love each other. Why did Xiaoya lie to his brother online?]

[Family, I have a bold guess: Xiaoya likes her brother!]

[Haha, that's a good guess. Don't guess again next time. I have a friend who really wants to see a more complete guess.]

Xiaoya looked like he didn't want to say more. I'm not a rich second-generation, so I subconsciously asked the anchor for help, hoping to get an answer from him.

He should respect Xiaoya. If he doesn't want to say it, he shouldn't ask.

There is no point in keeping his money. It would be more useful to give it to Xiaoya than to put it in the bank.

As for the feelings he had for her, after he learned that Xiaoya was Xiaoya, his feelings dissipated faster than the speed of light.

He discovered that his feelings were not indestructible.

Suddenly I remembered something and clenched my hands. I am not a rich second generation.

"Besides cheating me, have you cheated other people's money?"

"No." Xiaoya answered simply.

After getting the answer he wanted, he felt relieved that I was not a rich second-generation. He was worried that Xiaoya would cheat strangers out of their money.

I am not a rich second generation. I moved my eyes to the screen, waiting for the host to speak.

Su Ning: "You said before that your classmates like you to treat them to meals, and this phenomenon also occurs with your brother."