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Chapter 8 Fifth Brother Regrets(1/2)

Lin Wan felt secretly happy when she heard this, feeling that Lin Mo was really seeking death.

The relationship with my mother is already so bad, and I still want to make her angry...

However, Lin Mo's doing this will only highlight his own goodness and make his family love him even more.

"Mom, don't be angry. Being angry so early in the morning is not good for your health."

"Mo Mo is still young and not sensible. You must not argue with her."

"It's better for you to be sensible, Wanwan. Hey, she doesn't love herself. She will regret it when a scandal occurs!"

Lin Wan glanced at the closed door, with a bit of mockery in her eyes.

It would be better if there really was a scandal.

She is completely unqualified to compare with herself!

Lin Mo in the room couldn't hear what they said at all.

Because she stayed up all night and fell asleep.

I slept until dinner.

Everyone else at the dinner table had already finished eating and left.

When Lin Mo sat down, there was only Lin Qinglang sitting opposite him.

He was leaning back in his chair and wearing a Bluetooth headset.

He was gloomy and irritable, his whole body was shrouded in dark clouds, and it almost stopped raining.

Lin Qinglang sighed, listening to the sound in his headphones, watching Lin's live broadcast last night.

He shook his head: "I really don't understand."

Lin is actually a girl, and her voice is very nice, even a little familiar.

I guess this is the public voice, right?

He always thought that Lin would be a man, a highly skilled man.

I didn't expect the voice to be so cold and pleasant.

I have to admit that girls like this are very popular with boys.

But why delete yourself?

Has he always been too rude to Lin?

Lin Qinglang asked himself, his attitude towards Lin was very good, but it was just like treating a brother.

Is this why Lin wants to leave him?

Normally, Lin Qinglang paid a lot of money to the female anchor, otherwise he wouldn't be called Young Master Lin.

"Is she disappointed in me?"

Lin Qinglang never spent a penny on Lin. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but blame himself.

How does he treat Lin when such a girl takes him to play games every day?

In fact, in his heart, ten female anchors... no, a hundred female anchors can't compare to the status of one Lin in his heart.

He shook his head, "If I could do it again, I would never let her down."

Lin Mo was eating and saw Lin Qinglang mumbling like a lunatic, not knowing what he was doing.

This decadent look and melancholy temperament.

What's more, his usual appearance as a second-generation ancestor is completely different.

The aggressiveness is also much weaker.

However, this is not the scope of Lin Mo's consideration.

She has to live broadcast all night long and has to eat and drink enough before she has the energy to make money.

Wait until 12 o'clock at night.

Lin Mo went to the Internet cafe box again and started live streaming as usual.

Zheng Xiu also specially gave her an unopened bottle of iced drink, "Because of your arrival, business has improved a lot tonight."

Lin Mo noticed that there were indeed a few boys staring at him.

Lin Mo said lightly "Oh".

I heard the boys over there talking.

"So cold and cold."

"She is indeed a beauty, and she is also very good at playing games?"

"Of course, she went crazy after hearing the results report at the Internet cafe last night."

When Lin Mo became popular, he had tens of millions of fans, so naturally he wouldn't care about the attention.

There is good news if you try hard.

The traffic she started broadcasting tonight was much larger, and she gained followers quickly.

Her tone was also better, even with a bit of a smile, "Thank you."

The barrage is full of them.

[If you want Lin to not be aloof, you have to have enough money!]

[It sounds so good, I feel so in love just listening to the sound]

【The hands are also very pretty】

I kept getting gifts but didn't listen to them.

When Lin Qinglang got into Lin's live broadcast room, his popularity already exceeded 300,000.

When he saw the familiar account, he couldn't help but feel anxious. She was obviously a gamer, so why would she delete him?

I can't figure it out.

I even thought about it over and over to the point of having nightmares.

He watched quietly for a while until he heard a lot of noise in the background, which seemed to be in an Internet cafe.

The girl is ordering instant noodles from the waiter.

Lin Qinglang quickly gave me a gift of 1,000 yuan, "Lin, go and eat something delicious. Just eating instant noodles is not nutritious."

Someone quickly discovered Lin Qinglang in the barrage. After all, he was also a wealthy second-generation ticket-playing anchor on the platform.

[Lin Shaoniu, he’s running around everywhere]

[Wherever there is Lin, there will be Mr. Lin, but how can Lin live broadcast alone?]

[It must be Mr. Lin who wants someone with hidden rules]

[It’s just that if you give me such a small gift, I won’t like it]

Lin Qinglang was angry when he saw it. What unspoken rules were there? Is he such a vulgar person?

He refinanced the gift for several thousand yuan and humbly resent a friend application.

Lin Qinglang was leaning on the valuable gaming chair, with his hands folded and a look of apprehension on his handsome face.

"In front of so many people in the live broadcast room, she can't turn a blind eye, right?"

"Besides, I've spent more than 5,000 yuan, so you should give me some face..."

Lin Mo saw the application, glanced at it, and rejected it ruthlessly.

She doesn't want to be a bitch anymore.

Licking the dog until there is nothing left!

The barrage exploded all of a sudden.

Lin Qinglang was also extremely depressed, "How could this happen? What misunderstanding do you have about me?"

He remembered that he used to be ridiculed for playing games and beaten to death by those little anchors who formed a group. It was Lin who showed up and took him to play with him.

From then on he rarely lost.

Lin Qinglang looked at the computer screen, feeling unusually depressed.

It's like I've lost something.

Why does Lin change his attitude so easily?

Lin Qinglang lowered his eyes, "I must have done something to disappoint her."

Lin Mo, on the other hand, leaned on the sofa and lounge chair after eating instant noodles.

The cell phone next to her rang. She took a look and saw that it was Mu Bai's phone number.

Tsk, I guess it’s not good...
To be continued...
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