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[It’s time to rain roses~It’s time to rain roses~]

Although I've never received flowers before, today, in Linglingyao's livestream, I had a romantic moment filled with roses. I was so happy~ (starry-eyed puppy.jpg)

【This is the romance that belongs only to Master Ling. 】

[Even if I don't get selected today, this rose rain alone is definitely worth it!]

[I want both love and bread! Master Ling, please make sure to pick me today!]

……

The fans in the live broadcast room were all excited because of this rose rain.

Amidst the cheers, the first lucky winner of the evening appeared.

"Congratulations to [Brother is Just a Legend] for drawing the first lot today. I'm sending you the live broadcast connection request now, please check it out."

Mei Ling'er said this nickname with a faint smile on her lips.

Just a few seconds later, a handsome face appeared on the screen. The man in the other half of the screen was wearing a dark blue polo shirt and had neat short hair.

On his side was a row of bookshelves filled with books. Judging from the names, most of them were history books.

[Wow! This guy is so charming! He's my type!]

[Can you finish reading so many books? If you think you can't finish them all, we can add WeChat and make an appointment to read together.]

[This little brother's temperament must be from a wealthy or noble family. Ordinary people can't learn it.]

……

The fans in the live broadcast room began to post comments crazily.

When he saw himself appearing in the live broadcast room, the other person's face had no expression. Even after netizens read the barrage of comments fascinated by him, his facial expression remained unchanged.

But the man was very satisfied with the audience's reaction. He came from a prominent family and had everything he wanted since he was a child. There was nothing he couldn't get, except for her...

"Hello, what do you want to ask?" Mei Ling'er asked politely.

The man snapped out of his chaotic thoughts, his expression still distant. He nodded and spoke in a deep voice:

"Hello."

"Everyone says you're very accurate at fortune-telling. Many of my subordinates are your loyal fans. They say you're very popular right now, and it's a great honor to be chosen by you."

Everyone tried to find disdain in the man's eyes, but they all failed.

He seemed to be talking about something as ordinary as eating and sleeping.

He knew he would be chosen.

When he was a child, he played lottery games with his family, and he always won.

Isn’t it just that I was chosen by an unknown little fortune teller? What is there to be proud of?

It’s just that these netizens who have never seen the world are too easily satisfied and too easily make a fuss.

What's so strange about that?

"Ah? My calculation is pretty good, a little bit accurate." Mei Ling'er was not angry and said with a smile.

But the fans in the live broadcast room were not so easy to deal with.

[Is my internet connection bad? I didn't hear what you just said. Can you say it again?]

[Who do you think you are? You think you're a saint just because you read some sage books. Who gave you the honor to come to Linglingyao's live broadcast room and talk nonsense?]

[Just now I said you were handsome, I was really blind...]

【I just laughed! 】

……

The audience in the live broadcast room frantically spammed comments, all of them were filled with anger.

The man opposite stared at the screen of his mobile phone, reading the comments from the audience one by one. Not only did he not feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, but he felt that these people were crazy.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, making the fans in the live studio feel like they had punched cotton. The man used his right hand to turn the watchband on his left wrist and said slowly:

"I understand you very well. Everyone comes out here to make money."

The man operated something on his phone after he finished speaking.

"I just gave you a 10K tip. If you're right, I'll give you another 100K."

"Even if you can't predict it, I won't ask you to return the money, and I won't make things difficult for you."

"No matter what, you won't lose out." The man stopped his movements and stared at the live broadcast room motionlessly.

After the man finished speaking, the live broadcast room was in an uproar.

[I...why can't I find any words to refute him? But his words really make me angry. Who is he looking down on? He wants to throw money at people.]

[Me too, me too. I've never won an argument since I was little. I start crying before I even start talking. I feel so wronged.]

"I think this guy is just looking for trouble. Is being rich such a big deal? Master Ling needs one or two of yours, so get out of here!"

……

The online fans in the live broadcast room were so angry at the man's words that they started to attack him.

Mei Ling'er was originally quite anxious. Seeing the man's determined look, she was a little worried. But then she saw the white-bearded old man holding the family bucket and eating happily, and she instantly felt confident.

He straightened his back and said slowly:

"No, how could I let you suffer a loss? If I'm wrong, not only will I return your money, I'll also apologize to you in person and never live stream on the Kuaijiao app again."

When the man heard Mei Ling'er's words, his eyes suddenly lit up. The veins on his arms bulged as he clenched his fists under the table, but his face still had that indifferent look and his tone was light.

"You said that yourself."

"Yeah, I said it myself. You didn't force me at all." Mei Ling'er smiled harmlessly while wearing a mask.

"Well, yes." The man nodded and shifted his posture to lean back in his chair.

"Then let's start now."

[Master Ling! It's up to you!]

[Yes! I need to reveal this man's true colors. If he continues to pretend like this, I'm going to feel really embarrassed.]

……

The fans in the live broadcast room were disgusted by this man and urged Mei Ling'er, the provoked anchor.

"I won't tell you your current name, it's easy to figure out." Mei Ling'er took a sip of boiled water and said slowly.

After hearing Mei Ling'er's words, the man looked more relaxed, as if to say, "I knew you couldn't do it."

"But I know your name in the orphanage. At that time, a teacher saw that you were cute and called you Little Cutie." Mei Ling'er said, looking at the instructions on the white wall.

After hearing Mei Ling'er's words, the little cutie's originally calm expression froze instantly. He looked at Mei Ling'er with a hint of murderous intent, and his eyes were red. But in the end, he said nothing and did nothing.

But the fans in the live broadcast room were tickled by the name.

[I'm dying of laughter. I'm dying of laughter. He was a little cutie, but little cuties aren't so cute anymore when they grow up!]

[Little cutie! This teacher is really good at naming! ]

One of the comments hurt the man's heart even more.

[Am I the only one who feels sorry for him? Why did he end up in an orphanage?]