The Godly Rich System: Becoming a Rich Woman Starts with Rewards

Ye Lan knew that it was not a good idea to defend his ex-wife, who was also a woman, at this time.

Only by directly suppressing No. 3 can he feel pain.

Ye Lan guessed correctly, No. 3 was particularly sensitive to this topic.

Because he and his wife have been renting a house since they got married, and the two of them are squeezed into a small house of 40 square meters.

Number 3 remained silent, so Ye Lan spoke again: "Why don't you answer?"

Number 3 was a little confused: "You didn't ask."

"I asked." Ye Lan's voice was also a little flat: "I just wanted to ask if your ex-wife can clean up your house by herself?"

"This...what kind of question is this?" No. 3 didn't understand.

Ye Lan clicked his tongue and said, "Don't worry about it. Just answer the questions."

Number 3 sighed in mock frustration, "Yes, she can clean it up by herself."

Ye Lan: "Oh, how big is your house?"

“…40 square meters.”

"Oh my god!" Ye Lan's voice was exaggerated with shock. "Your house is 40 square meters? Square meters?"

Number 3 felt his face flush. "Yes, what's wrong? My parents are ordinary people. It's already impressive that they can give me a -square-meter house, right?"

In order to avoid being laughed at by others, No. 3 started playing the family card.

Ye Lan didn't give him any chance at all.

"Did your parents buy you this house?!"

“…Yes…what happened?”

Ye Lan: "Tsk tsk tsk, your family's financial situation is not good, but you still insist on your family buying you a house?"

No. 3 felt that his fig leaf had been torn off.

But he still insisted: "Isn't it still about getting married? When you get married, you have to buy a house? Aren't you women just materialistic?"

Ye Lan clicked his tongue and said, "No, no, no, it's not that women are materialistic, it's that your ex-wife is stupid. Why did she marry someone who couldn't even afford a house herself and still had his parents spend money to buy one?"

"...You, you women are materialistic. See, my family, none of you women are good."

At this time, Dashuai began to stimulate the resonance of his fans.

"That's right. I don't understand. Why do you have to buy a house to get married? What's wrong with living with my parents?"

[We also need a gift! ]

[Nowadays, marrying a wife is not called marrying a wife; she is bought.]

What else is a woman good for besides giving birth to children?

No. 3 found that although the question asked by No. 1 made him feel embarrassed, it actually deepened the fan stickiness.

His fans seem to like him even more.

Ye Lan didn't know what happened in his live broadcast room.

"You are not material? Are you chemical or metaphysical?"

"Ah?" No. 3 didn't understand for a moment.

Ye Lan smiled and said, "Okay, I understand. You have no money, no skills, rely on your parents, love to break down defenses, and have no education."

"You have them all?" No. 3 laughed.

Ye Lan: "Yeah, I have them all~"

Number 3 snorted disdainfully: "This round is over, do you want to continue?"

Ye Lan and his team quickly won this round.

"Of course, you still owe me several questions."

If she doesn't ask him questions to break his defense, she will write the name Ye Lan backwards!

The game started again and Ye Lan asked questions again.

"How much do you earn per month now?"

"..." Dashuai fell silent. The streamer's income has always been a secret. Seeing his hesitation, his fans kept asking him. Finally, he had no choice but to say, "About 10."

"Oh."

Ye Lan felt that 10 was indeed a lot, and it didn't hurt him at all.

However, she knew where the man's pain was.

"That's too little for you."

10 is not enough?

The Marshal felt that the woman did it on purpose.

"How much do you earn a month?"

"You have no right to ask me questions."

The Marshal was impatient, and then a bad idea began to brew in his mind.

Ye Lan continued, "So you've bought your own house now, right? With 10 yuan a month, you should be able to buy a small one."

Her tone was deliberately condescending and made No. 3 very angry.

“I didn’t buy it, I rented it.”

"Oh, I rented it~"

Ye Lan: "How long have you been doing live broadcasts?"

“…Several years.”

"Pfft~" Ye Lan couldn't help but sigh, not knowing whether it was intentional or genuine. "You also made 10 before, right? If you work for a long time, you should be able to buy a house, right?"

In the past, he couldn’t even make back his electricity bill from live streaming every day. If he hadn’t found a way to make dirty jokes with passers-by in the last two months, he wouldn’t even be able to make that much.

He didn't say anything. Ye Lan seemed to suddenly react: "Oh, yes, you were even poorer before."

Oh, yes, you were poorer before.

You were poorer before.

Poorer...

The Marshal was completely defeated: "You said so much, how rich are you? You can't even afford a piece of clothing for the game, and you are mocking me here?"

"You're so young, and you're playing games with this guy. Is he your boss?"

"What kind of house do you live in? How much do you earn a month? Just tell me!"

Ye Lan felt happy when she saw that his defense was finally broken.

"Oh, how can you not take a joke? Even though you have no money and no skills, you are thick-skinned!"

"Fuck you!" Dashuai was a little angry. He found a bomb in the game and blew up both Ye Lan and Ze Yan to death.

?

Such a dog?

"Ouch, the defense is broken?"

The Marshal snorted, "You didn't say I couldn't blow you up. Now just wait until we kill more people than you do, and then answer the question!"

Ye Lan had never seen such a dog.

But it doesn’t matter, let’s wait for the next round.

Zeyan was worried that Ye Lan would feel wronged, so he started sending her WeChat messages.

Zeyan: Sister, why don’t you log off first and let them ask me.

Ye Lan didn't expect that he remained silent and was quite responsible at this time.

Ye Lan: It’s okay, I won’t suffer in silence.

Ze Yan: But I think they will definitely be very rude when they speak.

Ye Lan: It’s okay, I’ll come back when the time comes.

It took Dashuai and Xiaoshuai most of the game to catch up.

After deducting Ye Lan's points, they can ask a total of four questions.

The Marshal still remembered that he had just asked him about the house, car and savings.

"Excuse me, beautiful lady, how much do you earn a month?"

Ye Lan thought for a moment: "I don't know, I haven't calculated it."

The Marshal snorted disdainfully: "You haven't calculated it, or you don't have any income?"

Ye Lan: "I haven't calculated how much I earn a month, but you can ask me how long it will take me to earn 10 yuan."

Dashuai and Xiaoshuai both laughed heartily. "Okay, then tell me, how long will it take you to earn a hundred thousand?"

Ye Lan clicked on her account in Ze Yan’s live broadcast room.

[y sends Zeyan super rocket*1]

"20, all earned."