After reading the private message, my face turned ashen.
I'm Not a Rich Second Generation hadn't even reacted yet when I received a WeChat message from Mianmian."Class is over, brother. Why did you log into my account without saying anything? It's not that I don't want you to, but you said everyone should have their own privacy. If you had asked, I would have let you see it. But now, I'm upset. jpg"
My heart was filled with a chilling disgust at not being a second-generation rich.
[What the heck! This account! It seems to be my buddy's girlfriend's account! This avatar and this tone are exactly the same!]
I am not a second-generation rich kid just happened to look up and see this comment. He opened Mianmian's WeChat account page expressionlessly and showed it to the camera.
"Second Brother, can you wait for me a bit? I want my buddies to come over and take a look, so they don't say I broke them!"
The viewers in the live stream saw this long comment and started discussing it again.
Just when it seemed the dust had settled, a new twist emerged.
The outcome of this reversal was evidently not very good.
I am not a second-generation rich kid, looking at the photo in the chat area, this face is exactly the same as Mianmian's.
"Proficient in Photoshop, I can only say that this image is real, with no signs of editing!"
[How many boyfriends did this gentle little sister have at once?]
"Second Brother isn't Mianmian's boyfriend, right? How many she dates has nothing to do with Second Brother, right? Isn't everyone being too much?"
"Doctor Wen, don't hold back! Expose it all! Save those poor men who are about to be deceived!"
I am not a second-generation rich kid. I picked up my phone and replied directly, "If you come to keep me company, what about your three o'clock date at the hotel this afternoon?"