I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

If he had to choose between accompanying a group of people or accompanying one person, he would choose to accompany one person, even if that person was old and ugly.

There is always a glimmer of hope in my heart.

"Lu Ziye: Have you forgiven me, sister?"

Seeing his cautious message, Wen Wan's already gorgeous features became even brighter.

Replied.

"What if I didn't forgive you?"

"Lu Ziye: If my sister doesn't forgive me, I will keep kneeling until she forgives me."

"Wan: Then kneel down properly."

Wen Wan sent it jokingly, and a voice message came back immediately.

Lu Ziye's subwoofer came out from the phone, "Sister, please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do it again."

His tone was doting and unruly, like an electric current that instantly sent numbing sensations from Wen Wan's hair to her toes.

Think of that video.

Her heart beat twice violently, very excited.

"Wan: Besides me, who else did you send the video to?"

"Lu Ziye: This is an apology video I made specifically for my sister."

The implication was that it was only sent to Wen Wan.

Wen Wan asked casually, she didn't really care about it.

『Wan: Why isn't it airing today? 』

"Lu Ziye: I have classes during the day and broadcast at night. Sister, do you want to come and see me?"

Wen Wan thought about it and replied that Lu Ziye was indeed still college age at 20.

"What time is it?"

"Lu Ziye: Sister, are you busy tonight? I'll broadcast whenever I'm free."

Wen Wan could see that Lu Ziye was particularly trying to please him, and he also knew that he was after money.

They each get what they want. He wants money, and she wants money as well as affection.

I was also happy about what he said.

"Wan: It's up to you to decide."

"Lu Ziye: Okay, then I'll kneel down in the live studio to welcome you."

Wen Wan raised an eyebrow. "Do you like kneeling?"

"Lu Ziye: It depends on what my sister asked. It was my sister who told me to kneel down and didn't let me get up."

"Wan: Do you treat other older sisters like this too?"

"Lu Ziye: Sister is my only sister."

"Lu Ziye: My account was only used for business purposes before, and it's only been online for a few days. So yesterday, my sister gave me money, and I was a little uncomfortable with it, so I said something really disrespectful."

No wonder the picture quality in Lu Ziye’s live broadcast room is so bad, it turns out he is just a newbie.

"Lu Ziye: Sister, can you forgive me?"

"Wan: I forgive you."

『Lu Ziye: Can I get up now?』

"Wan: Yeah. 』

"Lu Ziye: Thank you, sister. My legs are numb from kneeling."

In the school dormitory.

Lu Ziye stared at the five words Wen Wan replied on his phone in a daze.

The roommate stole a glance and exclaimed, "Fuck, Jiang Ye, you're quite a high-ranking player. You've already snagged this high-ranking rich woman so quickly. Who would have guessed the significance of 'I'll make it up to you tonight'?"

"What rich woman? Let me see, let me see!" Another friend reached out to grab the phone, but Lu Ziye dodged him with his height advantage.

"Keep a low profile." He put his arm around his roommate's head and whispered.

He didn't want too many people to know about Wen Wan's affairs.

What if everyone knew and Wen Wan was unhappy?

"OK, you are worthy of being BKING." The roommate raised his head with difficulty and gave a thumbs up in a low voice.

Lu Ziye just laughed off his roommate's words. He was not a big shot at all. He was just struggling in the darkness and trying to be a human being.

Wen Wan was woken up by the ringing of the phone; she was completely asleep.

Looking at the thick curtains that had opened a crack to the west, it was already getting dark outside.

She slept from noon to nine o'clock in the evening and couldn't help sighing that she was too weak.

Answering an unfamiliar phone call.

"Hello?" Her voice was nasal, as if she hadn't woken up yet. I thought she was just flirting with the person on the other end of the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was visibly stunned.

Wen Wan called out "Hello" again, and just as she was about to hang up, the person on the other end spoke up, "Why did you block me?"

Wen Wan woke up instantly. It was Zhou Zhou. His voice was once engraved in Wen Wan's bones.

Hearing his question, Wen Wan's heart suddenly ached.

It was as if his appearance had reopened her newly healed wounds. It wasn't painful, but it was disgusting.

I'm disgusted by her blindness, disgusted by her servility, disgusted by her shamelessness.