After transferring five hundred, I, not a second-generation rich kid, looked eagerly at Wen Ying, "Doctor Wen, did you call the police?"
This scene made everyone in the live stream laugh.
"I thought Second Brother was a fool, but it turns out he was just keeping the other side in check!"
[Seeing Second Brother looking pitifully at Doctor Wen, I couldn't help but laugh...]
[Here's the key point! Did Dr. Wen already call the police? It's like he had a premonition!]
[Upstairs, watch your language. Dr. Wen is prescribing the right medicine!]
"Don't worry, they won't escape the law's punishment. Now, let's talk about the third sister-type female friend of the second-generation patient."
The rich second generation heard this, his expression showing some hesitation, but then it turned resolute.
"Dr. Wen is right, her name is Mianmian. I met her while playing games online. She has a very pleasant voice and always likes to follow me around like a little tag-along. My teammates in the game were all envious of me. After a while, we added each other as friends privately. She likes to call me 'brother' and shares things happening around her. Whenever she encounters any issues, big or small, she likes to ask me for advice. Although it can be annoying sometimes, the moment she acts cute, I lose all resistance. I believe every man understands how I feel."
I am not a second-generation rich kid, so let me explain everything at once.
"Then how much pocket money did you transfer to Mianmian?" Wen Ying was the timely rain in the live broadcast, asking the question just as the viewers wanted to.
"There isn't much. Mianmian is a student, and the clothes she buys are only one or two thousand yuan each. The bags she likes aren't very expensive either. Besides these, I occasionally transfer money to her to top up her meal card. She often eats at the university cafeteria. She's a very well-behaved girl."
"Students wearing clothes that cost one or two thousand isn't expensive? Clothes and bags, this is almost like being kept, isn't it?"
"Just like upstairs, the boss of my little crappy company gives his mistress around two hundred thousand a year!"
"Mianmian is not what everyone thinks. She didn't originally wear clothes worth over a thousand. It was because she had to participate in a university club competition that I told her to buy a few sets."
At this point, even I, who am not a second-generation rich kid, felt I couldn't continue, and my voice grew increasingly softer.
According to the persona he had established in the live stream, this sister was definitely not innocent either. If he continued to argue, he would feel like a complete fool.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Go on, tell us how wonderful your dear Mianmian is! *pretends to be funny* jpg"
"He must be embarrassed himself, right? Hahaha, that's hilarious!"
I finally understood a truth! No one deceives me because a poor wretch like me isn't worth it! Feeling humble
"Second-generation patient, you know Mianmian's game password, right? You can log in with her password now and take a look~"
"I know, but I'm someone who respects others' privacy, so even though she gave it to me, I haven't looked at it. Since everyone wants to see it, I'll log in and give it a try. She should be in class at this time, so I'll apologize to her after her class."
I am not a second-generation rich kid. I opened my phone, found the game, and logged in with my account and password.
The moment he logged in successfully, a private chat popped up on the screen. "I'm not a rich second generation" clicked on the private message, and his face turned grim.
Private message: "Same room number as last time, see you at 3 PM, bring your own tools"
Private message: "Do you need me to spend money to get you an entry pass for that lousy school you mentioned?".
Private Message: "Has that foolish rich second generation sent you any money recently? He spoils you so much, ask him for twenty thousand tonight. I need to buy a game console that costs over ten thousand. Remember to transfer the money to me."