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Chapter 18 - Chapter 18: Chacha Was Just Being Controlled

I am not a second-generation rich kid, as expected by Wen Ying.

She even knew that this time, if I, not being a second-generation rich kid, really met the so-called "Chacha," what I would lose would be more than just a million..

"Second-generation patient, if the price of seeing your Chacha this time is losing your personal freedom, are you still willing?"

Hearing this, not only was I, who am not a second-generation rich kid, stunned, but all the viewers in the live stream were also stunned.

"After you meet with Ms. Chacha this time, not only will you pay her a million in medical expenses, but you will also be controlled by her at a fixed location and forced to work for her. Are you willing? All your savings will become her ample funds. Are you willing? If you refuse, you will endure inhumane treatment. Are you willing?"

Wenying's three "Are you willing?" made cold sweat instantly appear on my not-rich second-generation body.

He immediately shook his head, "I don't want to! But such a thing won't happen!"

"Do you mean to say that the other party is a pyramid scheme organization, Doctor?"

"Only pyramid schemes would restrict personal freedom and subject you to inhumane treatment, right?"

"Besides pyramid schemes, have you forgotten about the hell on earth that is northern Myanmar?"

"Chacha can't possibly be involved in a pyramid scheme, Dr. Wen, you've misunderstood her!"

I am not a second-generation rich kid immediately retorted, his Chacha is so kind, it is absolutely impossible for her to be involved in anything illegal!

There is a saying among the people: you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

I am not a second-generation rich kid now, which is clearly fitting.

"Miss Chacha is indeed not involved in pyramid schemes..."

"See! I knew it! My Chacha could never do such a heinous thing!"

Before Wen Ying could finish speaking, "I'm not a rich second generation" immediately interrupted, as if feeling vindicated.

"But Ms. Chacha has been controlled by a pyramid scheme. Now, she can be said to be suffering greatly. The person chatting with the second-generation patients is organized and premeditated, an insider of the pyramid scheme, not Ms. Chacha."

Wen Ying's words immediately caused an uproar among the livestream viewers.

Chacha isn't a pyramid scheme?

She was just controlled by a pyramid scheme!

And the person controlling her was using her identity to swindle money from the second-generation rich!

This is a lot to take in.

"Second-generation patient, did your WeChat contact Ms. Chacha send you a message last Wednesday evening saying she was going abroad to check the tea market, and you voluntarily transferred fifty thousand to her?"

"Yes," I, not a second-generation rich kid, nodded. Only he and Chacha knew about this matter.

Wen Ying actually knows?

So, everything she said was true?

Chacha is now under the control of a pyramid scheme and is suffering inhuman torment.

Thinking of this, his body couldn't help but tremble. He had to transfer the money to the other party immediately, even if it was a million, just to make sure they would release Chacha!

And thinking this way, he acted accordingly, directly opening the WeChat transfer page.

"Second-generation patients, don't rush to transfer the money. If they can easily get a million, they'll only become greedier and want two million, three million, or even five million! Ms. Chacha will not gain freedom and safety."

The finger poised to enter the password stopped upon hearing those words.

He is not a fool.

He has money, but he can't keep spending it on those lawbreakers when spending money can't save Chacha!

"Dr. Wen, what should I do then?"

The voice of "I am not a second-generation rich" was trembling; he was really too afraid that Chacha would continue to be tormented.

"I've already called the police. If you want to see her, I can send

"Thank you, Dr. Wen! Thank you, Dr. Wen! Thank you, Dr. Wen!"

I Am Not a Rich Second Generation thanked three times in a row, then rewarded with fifty rockets!