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

Luo Mingchuan could only chase after her back.

There were a myriad of emotions in his eyes, and his heart was twisted. The red mole at the corner of his eye reflected a strange light, "Sorry, I'm not a member of the Wen family."

"Mr. Luo, the Wen family will not let an ignorant person stay with the young lady for a long time." Henry warned with an unprecedented serious expression.

"Can you control her?" Luo Mingchuan smiled confidently. He knew Wen Wan's temper very well.

"You'd better take care of yourself. After all, you're still an intern."

After saying that, Luo Mingchuan didn't give Henry a chance to answer and slammed the door shut.

Henry took a step back suddenly, his straight nose almost broken by the door, and his expression froze.

No one in the entire Winston could be the master of Wen Wan.

Luo Mingchuan is Wen Wan's lover, and he really has no way to touch him without Wen Wan's consent.

Luo Mingchuan returned to the room and found that the person who was originally sitting beside the bed was now lying on the bed and asleep.

He tiptoed to sit beside her, and the soft bed sank a little with his movement.

The person on the bed was sleeping peacefully, her shallow breathing rising and falling with her body.

The air she exhaled had a faint smell of fruit wine, which made Luo Mingchuan, who was already a little drunk, even more drunk.

His slender fingers lifted the loose hair that covered Wen Wan's red cheeks, and his fingers accidentally touched her cheek, causing a burning sensation.

Feeling a tingling sensation on his face, Wen Wan frowned, waved away the hand that started the incident, turned over and continued to sleep.

Seeing how cute she looked, Luo Mingchuan smiled and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Good night."

His voice was low, as if suppressing a universe about to explode.

Let her go today.

The next day.

The small group of "Night Guards" became lively early on.

"Has the Late Emperor appeared, sisters?"

"No, I didn't sleep all night, I was waiting for Wanhuang the whole time, I don't think she won't show up."

"How is that possible? Qingfeng Langyue wouldn't lie to us, especially in front of so many people in the live broadcast room. Unless he doesn't want to do live broadcasts anymore."

Everyone knows how big an impact a breach of trust has on an anchor, not to mention that he is an anchor who sells goods.

Everyone was looking forward to Wen Wan's appearance.

The fans became anxious as they waited until noon but still had no news from Wen Wan.

"We might have been tricked. I can't believe Wan Huang would impersonate Sister Zha. I'm going to be miserable until the truth comes out."

"No matter who the drag queen is, I really don't believe that the one selling tenderness is the drag queen."

"Selling Tenderness didn't stop streaming all night. The more I watched, the more suspicious I felt about her. My intuition told me she was fake."

"Will you come, Sister Wan? I've been arguing with those gentle fans all night. I'm so pissed off. What a bunch of idiots."

"Wanjie hasn't even appeared yet, and the fans who are selling tenderness are becoming more and more lawless. They're spreading the word that Wanjie is wearing fake Eternal Love and pretending to be a rich woman. And they even caught me. I'm so angry."

Wen Wan slept until noon because of the fruit wine he drank last night.

Her whole body felt sore, so she propped herself up and sat up in bed, rubbing her temples.

A glass of fruit wine was so powerful. It was the first time I felt a hangover. It was like I had a fight with someone. I felt weak all over and my head was dizzy.

She swore that she would never touch anything with the word "wine" written on it again.

Wen Wan rubbed his temples while picking up his phone, got up from the bed, put on his slippers, and walked out of the room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw someone standing at the door. Wen Wan took a step back, took a closer look at the person standing at the door, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing standing at my door?"

Startled her.

"Help the young lady get up." Henry looked serious and didn't seem to be joking.

Wen Easton has too many rules, and Wen Wan doesn't like them.

He refused: "No, just do your part."

"Taking care of the young lady is my job." Henry said respectfully.