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Chapter 102: Accompanying her shopping and encountering Zhu Nianqing



Chapter 102: Accompanying her shopping and encountering Zhu Nianqing

"Haha" laughed, but Yin Liting was in a very good mood:

"Don't we have tonight? If it's not enough, we can add it tomorrow or online. I'm sure you'll be satisfied this time."

Slowly pushing him away, Yu Qingluo was a little horrified:

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing that she was staring with eyes that could not move, Yin Liting raised his hand and scratched her nose:

"Don't worry, I won't force you to sell it."

So many men gave so many gifts last night, at least half of them were for her. He was not blind, so Yin Liting felt that he had to make up for the ones he didn't give out last night, and it could only be more, not less.

"Sit down."

Retracting his gaze, Yin Liting started the car. After looking for a long time without being able to figure out anything, Yu Qingluo flipped through his phone and said:

"Anyway, I'm not forcing you. I won't recognize any conditions you have. You did it voluntarily."

"Ah."

There's nothing fishy going on. Are you possessed?

After muttering something and glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, Yu Qingluo turned on his cell phone.

Thinking about what happened in the live broadcast room last night and not knowing if there would be any follow-up effects, she subconsciously turned down the volume and went to check Douyin.

After flipping through two pages, she didn't see anything unusual. She was just thinking about whether she should search for it, when she swiped her finger and an edited video image came into her field of vision.

[Exciting: Stunning sisters, live broadcast turns into a large-scale quarrel]

Just a casual clip has nearly ten thousand likes?

I clicked on the comments section and saw all kinds of opinions. Some said there was no smoke without fire, some sided with the two and said they clearly had a clear conscience, and there were also various mistresses and genuine couples complaining and arguing in the comments section.

After flipping through several videos, there were many edited videos of the two of them. Yu Kehuan's identity was known as soon as they were asked. Although they didn't know her name, Yu Kehuan changed directly from "Sister Huan" to "Sister Huan". She became "Sister Huan".

She flipped through another one. Although Yu Qingluo didn't know how the video was made, she saw a string of comments rolling over the short video:

[Sister is so beautiful, worthy of the unanimous aesthetic of the big guys]

[When will it be broadcast next time? I want to see the real person]

[Can I connect to the microphone? ]

[I heard the sound is very cute, can't the music be turned down a bit? ]

[Is this the vixen from the 268th Carnival? Damn, she's pretty good looking]

[I’m going to die. I actually like mature women? 】

[Selling 60 million in four hours and a good show, exciting and awesome]

[She is beautiful and good at making money. I guess her breasts are big. I am willing to play with such a woman and work like a slave for the rest of my life (sex)]

[How much money can I have? ]

[Poor bastards, go away. If you don’t have 268 carnivals, don’t talk nonsense.]

It turns out that there is no wall that is completely airtight.

Still, it spread.

Frowning, Yu Qingluo suddenly had a bad feeling. If the Yu family saw this, would they let go of this piece of fat meat that was right in front of them?

If that were possible, Yu Kehuan would not have signed the bet while pregnant.

I’m afraid I’ll be in trouble later.

At the red light, Yin Liting poked his head out and saw her huge live broadcast screen and the comments scrolling on it. His eyes instantly turned gloomy.

He took the phone and called Fang Yi:

"Delete the video of Luo Luo showing her face in the live broadcast last night and reduce the popularity of it. It's all nonsense."

Yu Qingluo came back to her senses and saw this scene. At a red light, her little hand tugged at his sleeve:

"Honey, are you angry? Have I caused you any trouble?"

This scene is a bit embarrassing.

When the Yin family saw this, they didn't know what to say to her.

Hey ~

Who could have thought that a live broadcast between two people last night would cause such a big commotion?

She actually sold out two shows for Yu Kehuan when she was in the hospital. At that time, she and a partner performed just so-so and didn't make much of a splash.

So worried.

Seeing that she was looking downcast and had a serious expression, Yin Liting raised his hand and rubbed her head again:

"Don't think too much. These things are not secrets. I'm here for everything."

Then she thought that she was helping her family pay off their debts by showing up in public, which was also equivalent to reducing the burden on Yin Liting. The Yin family shouldn't have any objections, so she was happy again:

"Ah."

The car slowly drove into the parking lot, and the two entered the mall while talking.

……

At the Zhu family, Zhu Nianqing was scrolling through the videos, watching those videos that were so judgmental but almost praised Yu Qingluo's beauty to the sky. The more she watched, the more irritated she became, and the more her heart was about to fall. She turned off her phone and fell on the sofa.

Zhu Qinghao walked down the stairs while talking on the phone and happened to capture this scene:

"What's wrong? Who upset my precious sister?"

At this time, Zhu's mother came out of the kitchen carrying some fruits and looked at the two of them:

"what happened?"

Zhu Nianqing smiled and stood up to take it, but Zhu Qinghao had already taken it and stuffed a piece of apple into his mouth. She sat back down.

"No, I'm just a little bored. I'm just talking nonsense."

Mother Zhu glared at her son first, then took another piece and handed it to Zhu Nianqing:

"Eat more of your favorite cantaloupe."

"Thank you, Mom."

"It's the weekend today, so why not go out for a walk? I just heard from Mrs. Chen that the Green Ran flagship store you like has a lot of new styles."

Mother Zhu suggested, kicking her son who was busy eating:

"Aren't you going out later too? It's a good opportunity to drop Qingqing off and walk around with her. Otherwise, you'll just be meeting up with your bad friends and not know what you're doing every day. I'll ask the driver to pick you up later."

After his mother spoke, Zhu Qinghao looked at the time and didn't say anything else.

After packing up, the two of them went out.

Because of his mother's instructions, although Zhu Nianqing said it was not necessary, Zhu Qinghao still took some time to accompany her to the Lvran flagship store, otherwise he was afraid that he would be beaten by his mother when he returned.

While walking around the store, Zhu Nianqing fell in love with a short goose yellow knitted top. The slim-fitting style outlined her figure, and the slightly ruffled hem was at the navel, which was sexy and playful. It was a style she liked very much, and it looked perfectly matched with her slightly loose dark gray casual long skirt.

"Brother, does it look good?"

Zhu Nianqing admired the image in the mirror and was satisfied. However, as soon as she said this, she saw the bangs on her head that she didn't like, and she suddenly realized that this was inappropriate. Before Zhu Qinghao could speak, she said:

"It seems a little thinner. A larger size should look better."

Zhu Qinghao didn't know how to answer. When he looked up, he saw Yin Liting walking towards him from the side aisle, looking at his phone. He said directly:

"I don't understand this. It's great that someone who understands has come."

At this moment, Yin Liting was replying to the message when he caught a glimpse of a familiar light yellow color from the corner of his eye and instinctively came over.

"Brother Ting?"

When he raised his eyes, the word "Luoluo" came to his lips, and Yin Liting was stunned:

Zhu Nianqing?

Why is she here and wearing the same clothes as Yu Qingluo?


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