I am not a second-generation rich kid, suddenly awake.
But still sent a 666 red envelope over, "This is the last thing I can give you. I hope you can be a good person in the future."
After speaking, I, not being a second-generation rich kid, directly deleted and blocked in front of tens of thousands of viewers.
It must be said that people's thought processes are always bizarre. At the very least, an ordinary person would curse loudly when deceived. Let alone giving more money, they would probably want to get back what they had given before!
"Thank you, Dr. Wen. After your guidance, I feel much better now! My matter is resolved, so I won't take up any more of your time. To all the friends in the livestream, see you again if fate allows."
I, not being a second-generation rich kid, swiftly cut off the connection.
Wen Ying looked at the more than forty thousand people in the live broadcast room, "Today's live stream ends here. See you next time."
[Are you kidding me! There are over forty thousand people in the live stream, and you, you Chen, are logging off instead of striking while the iron is hot???]
[Dr. Wen is indeed noble and virtuous! It's not about the traffic!]
[Hmph, isn't this just a tactic of playing hard to get?]
But Wen Ying didn't know any of this. The livestream instantly went black the moment she announced she was going offline.
Wen Ying sat on the chair, listening to the system report the reputation points, feeling a bit dazed for a moment.
Previously it was three thousand, and in just one day, it has risen to thirty thousand?
"Didn't they say the system has some kind of store? Why haven't I seen it yet even though my reputation points are at thirty thousand?"
When Wen Ying had previously used three thousand reputation points for the lottery, she hadn't seen the prize wheel. Now that her reputation points had reached thirty thousand, did the system still want to slack off?
[Host, are you really not a novice?]
The system was genuinely puzzled by Wen Ying's series of actions.
New hosts of other systems are always trembling with fear, eager to curry favor with their systems at every moment. But this host of mine, why does she act like a big shot?
[The host needs to spend ten thousand reputation points to open the shop. Reputation points have been deducted, and the shop has been successfully opened.]
It seems like he didn't ask her again and just made the decision on his own!
"..."
Wen Ying looked at her reputation points, which had dwindled to just twenty thousand, and decided that next time she spoke with the system, she would think it over carefully!
The mall was a page resembling a shelf, and Wen Ying could only see three shelves, each with bags on them.
The rest of the pages were all gray and dusty, clearly not meeting the conditions to be opened.
"Xiao Ying, have you eaten yet?"
The sudden sound made Wen Ying instantly withdraw from the sea of consciousness.
In front of her was a familiar face, the first neighbor she met after inheriting the psychology clinic, Uncle Zhang.
Uncle Zhang's face was full of smiles.
"Haven't had a chance to eat yet"
Uncle Zhang's smile immediately faded, "What time is it? Why don't you take care of your health? Look, you don't even have a place to cook here. Why don't you come home with me for a meal?"
Wen Ying smiled and declined, leaving Uncle Zhang looking somewhat disappointed at her.
"If your grandmother knew I didn't take care of you, she would definitely blame me from below."
These words made Wen Ying feel a bit embarrassed. When Uncle Zhang came to her for her grandmother's talisman paper, Wen Ying could see his emotions clearly.
"..."
Even with care, under the circumstances of having met only once or twice, one wouldn't invite someone over for a meal at home.
Now, this attitude indicates that he knows the talisman he gave is genuine!
Wen Ying looked at Uncle Zhang in front of her, a smile brimming on her face.
"Xiaoying, you keep saying you're a psychologist. Are you being monitored?" Uncle Zhang glanced outside and whispered.