[live streaming?????!!!!]
[Oh my god! Little Immortal Nan, you've been hacked???!!]
[Aren't you recording a show?]
Where is this????
[It's Switzerland, right? The behind-the-scenes photos on Douyin show Switzerland!!]
[Long time no see, Little Immortal Nan may be a bit crazy, but she's really beautiful.]
[Those eyes, that nose, that little mouth... Waaaaah... Hurry up and bring him to the film set! I'm so tired of seeing ugly men in period dramas these days.]
[Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! Tell me, what's with that bright smile?!]
Jiang Nan glanced at this comment and thought to herself, "The netizens are quite cultured."
He clicked his tongue and said, "It's been so long since we've met. I've missed you all. Let's do a live stream to see each other."
Fans expressed disbelief.
Jiang Nan's true intentions were not in the wine; he secretly glanced at the situation downstairs while rambling on and on.
"You guys... I actually had my fortune told before."
[This topic... I can tell you don't know what to say.]
[Hello, Perfunctory Guy; goodbye, Perfunctory Guy.]
What did the master say?
Jiang Nan's expression was somber, as if he were recalling something. His hand unconsciously lowered, and the audience could only see his neck.
During those few seconds of silence, only 771 knew that Jiang Nan was staring intently at the first floor with shining eyes.
Shen Anbai had already drunk the wine laced with aphrodisiacs, and Fu Jinchuan was sitting next to him, staring at him intently.
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Jiang Nan sighed silently.
Fu Jinchuan is truly a cunning and ruthless man.
He shifted his attention from the two people downstairs, looked at the layers of comments in the live stream, and continued, "The master said I am destined to face a calamity."
"I didn't believe it before, but now I have no choice but to."
Why does he seem so serious?
[What kind of calamity? Did you encounter something? Waaaaah, baby, Mommy will secretly use a manhole cover to raise you.]
[Sweetie, Daddy will sell shoe insoles to support you.]
[Aaaaaaah, what is it?! Tell me!!!]
[Stop keeping me in suspense, please!!!]
[Little brat, you're deliberately making me anxious, aren't you?]
[Hilarious! They're probably getting tired of the hype these past few days and are starting to play the victim.]
Are you putting on a melodramatic act???
[The most important thing for an artist is professional skill; that's the foundation of their career. Stop playing these tricks... Okay, Little Immortal Nan Nanye loves you.]
Jiang Nan picked up her phone and stared intently at the live stream.
The boy's brown eyes looked clean and bright. He said in a deep voice, "I thought it was Porsche, but it's Lamborghini."
[?????????]
[?????????]
What nonsense are you spouting???
[ Lamborghini????!]
Are you showing off?!
The fans were stunned. They thought it was going to be a tearjerker, but it turned out to be a grand show of ostentation.
[Good heavens, the clown is me!]
[Earning a monthly salary of three thousand, but worrying about things I shouldn't be worrying about]
[It's a shame you don't go eat shit]
[Eating shit is nothing! Let him be constipated for a hundred years!]
I admire you more than anyone else.
[Good grief, so that's why the weather suddenly cleared up; turns out it's because you've made it rain-free.]
The barrage of comments was layered upon layered, carrying the resentment of the fans.
Among so many words, Jiang Nan immediately spotted some rather vulgar terms.
"I don't care what anyone says about me, but those few people who said I ate shit and got constipated were really malicious, I'll take it all back!!!"
[Rebound ineffective!!!]
Shut up!
Jiang Nan glanced downstairs. It seemed that the effects of the drug in Shen Anbai's body hadn't taken hold yet. He was holding a wine glass and chatting with Fu Jinchuan about something.
That's incredibly tedious.
Jiang Nan had no choice but to continue the awkward conversation.
"Now that you all know I have a new car, would you like to know what color it is?"
[No, thank you!]
[Unless you mean it's the color of poop.]
[In no mood!]
Please, shut up! My heart is a heart too!
This was followed by a string of "no" characters.
Jiang Nan lied through her teeth. "Since everyone wants to know, then I'll tell you, it's a black Lamborghini."
[This really cracked me up.]
[Laughing so hard, did anyone ask you that?]
[Look at you showing off, all you did was buy a sports car? I dream of buying a hundred and twenty of them tonight.]
[You have committed the unforgivable crime of boasting under the Galactic Justice Law. I, the Lone Warrior Armor, will strip you of all your rights and place you under a seal of arrest. Surrender now.]
[Sobbing, poverty has limited me in so many ways, why not limit my weight?]
[ Little Immortal Nan! Everyone who sees this gets a share! Understand?!]
Downstairs, Shen Anbai was chatting when he suddenly felt hot all over. His eyes were blurry, and he couldn't even make out Fu Jinchuan's outline.
He was a little dazed and tried to stand up, but almost lost his balance when a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed his waist.
His cheeks burned even hotter, and a deep male voice sounded in his ear, "Sweetie, are you alright?"
Shen Anbai bit her lip in shame and indignation, trying her best to stay sober. "No, it's nothing."
Fu Jinchuan's gaze was deep, but he did not open the book.
He faintly smelled a delicate peach blossom scent, the scent of an Omega's pheromones.
Are you in heat?
Shen Anbai's face turned a little pale. "Impossible! My heat cycle is over!"
He had barely finished speaking when a burning sensation rose in his lower abdomen.
He couldn't help but stick close to Fu Jinchuan.
Fu Jinchuan's breathing quickened. "Little brat, you bumped into this yourself."
After saying that, he half-embraced Shen Anbai and led her upstairs.
There are some rooms on the second floor, specifically for guests who can't stand being cooped up.
Jiang Nan pretended to accidentally flip the screen over.
They happened to be looking directly at Shen Anbai and Fu Jinchuan from behind.
"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped." He apologized to his fans in a mocking manner.
The fans were quite startled.
What kind of mischief are you up to now?
[They've started acting again.]
[Hilarious! Nobody's criticizing you, stop making a scene.]
Jiang Nan ignored the comments, said a few words to herself, and then ended the live stream.
He opened his contacts, found the police number he had saved in advance, and dialed it.
His English was very fluent. "Hello, I want to report that there is prostitution at xx bar."
This outrageous move stunned 771.
Its mouth gaped open, and after a long while it finally said, "You're really awesome."
Jiang Nan didn't even look up, and simply said, "Thank you."
After doing all that, he felt it wasn't good to act so coldly and ruthlessly.
So I opened the live stream again.
The fans weren't buying it, but they still obediently came in.
[Yo yo yo, what are you going to show off this time?]
[Oh, you're live streaming again?]
Am I some kind of despicable person?
Jiang Nan said without changing her expression, "The internet was down just now, there was nothing I could do."
He was live-streaming using the rear camera of his phone, so viewers could see what the bar looked like.
"Let's go," Jiang Nan said as she walked down the stairs, "I'll show you some bars abroad."
The number of comments on the screen suddenly increased rapidly.
[Wait--who is that??!!!]