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

Looking in the direction of Wen Wan, I saw her speaking authentic African dialect and communicating with the two foreigners with ease.

A beam of sunlight hit her face, and her captivating glass eyes gave people a warm feeling.

A faint smile appeared on Jiang Si's lips, and he pressed the door handle hard.

A gentle breeze carrying the sweet fragrance of flowers blew towards him, and he walked out without hesitation.

"Jiang Si's favorability value +1, current favorability value 11"

Wen Wan glanced in Jiang Si's direction again.

There are too many favorability points, and I can never use them all.

He looked away, a smile on his face, and looked calmly at Chris, who looked tired but in high spirits.

"Mr. Chris, please sit down." Wen Wan made a gesture of invitation.

Chris first looked at the Ring of Eternal Love on Wen Wan's hand, then stared at her amber glass eyes. A heat rushed from his body to the top of his head, and tears swirled in his old eyes.

Like.

Wen Wan in person gave him a more aggressive feeling than in the video.

He seemed to see the shadow of the old patriarch in Wen Wan.

"Miss, you have suffered." Chris did not move, and his voice trembled when he spoke.

Wen Wan must have suffered a lot over the years, which can be seen from the cramped little house.

The living room was poorly decorated, with not even a gem in sight. It was clear that Wen Wan lived a poor life.

Chris's eyes were full of heartache, even more painful than when he himself was wronged.

Wen Wan had no idea that Chris compared her Villa No. 1, which was worth hundreds of millions, to a small house.

Even the magnificent decoration style seemed simple in his eyes.

She thought that Chris's words "I've suffered" were just a polite remark, and had no idea that Chris really felt that she had suffered.

Wen Wan showed a beautiful smile. She was an orphan and had longed for family affection but never demanded it.

Even though the system gave her Win Easton's bloodline and family, she knew in her heart that she was not the person they expected.

"Mr. Chris, aren't you going to check my identity again?" Wen Wan suggested.

Chris quickly explained, "We have collected your DNA sample without your knowledge. I am very sorry for not informing you in advance."

Wen Wan raised her eyebrows. She really didn't know how they got her DNA, but it didn't matter.

"We conducted a paternity test between your DNA and the DNA preserved by the old patriarch."

Chris said, placing an A4 sheet next to Wen Wan's hand, "You are the eldest daughter of our Win Easton family who was left behind, and the only heir to Win Easton."

Wen Wan looked at the last column of the paternity test report, which read "supporting the existence of biological relationship."

The system is indeed powerful. Even the altered blood and DNA cannot be detected to be authentic.

“Lick it, I’ve taken over the identity of the eldest daughter of the Win Easton family, but where is the real eldest daughter?”

Wen Wan was a little curious and worried for a moment, and communicated with the system in his mind.

"Host, rest assured, this person doesn't exist in the world. No one will suddenly appear to snatch your inheritance rights. This system product comes with after-sales service."

That's good.

That put her at ease.

"Chris Wineaston, the 30th butler of Wineaston, has met the young lady."

Chris was about to bow as he spoke, but Wen Wan stopped him and pulled him to sit on the sofa. "No need to bow, just sit down."

From a bloodline perspective, she has the blood of Winston and should accept this gift, but in her heart, she is still an imperial citizen and an orphan.

She couldn't bear Chris's gift.

"How can I sit with the young lady? I am just a servant. My family has been loyal servants of Winston for generations."

Chris tried to stand up, but Wen Wan held him down.

"Sit, that's an order."

Chris had no choice but to obey Wen Wan's order and stopped struggling to get up.