PFC Chapter 325 You're Still Feeling Wronged
Chapter 325 You're Still Feeling Wronged
After seeing the comments, Qiu Xiaozhen became hesitant.
“My son Luo had a little disagreement with someone before, but they have reconciled and the family hasn’t said anything yet.
Besides, why can that family continue to set up a stall, but we can’t? This is not fair!"
She glanced behind the camera and seemed to find some confidence.
"Dear friends in the live broadcast room, my family really can't survive anymore, please help us!"
The temperature outside is dropping very quickly now, and her nose is red from the cold, but given her current mental state, some people still buy her business.
-[It's too cold outside, let's take the children home first. ]
-【Let’s go home first. We’ve been live streaming here for so long, and Sister Xia hasn’t come yet. 】
- [How pitiful! I gave you some gifts, but they’re not much. I’ll go back first and we’ll talk tomorrow…]
"Thank you all for the gifts, thank you so much!... I didn't start the live broadcast to receive gifts from you all, I just hope Sister Xia can let my Lao Luo go..."
No matter how much Qiu Xiaozhen pretended to be like that, her eyes couldn't help but light up when she saw others giving gifts.
But those who gave her gifts were so moved by her experience that they didn't pay any attention to these things.
Xia Anan typed a line of words: "You asked everyone to help you, but how can they help you? Wasn't it your husband who smashed the stall?"
After seeing Xia Anan’s words, the comments section seemed to have grasped something.
-【What's the matter? What is this that I don't know?】
-[The person who smashed the stall today is your husband? My friend sent this to me and I thought it was some mentally ill person. ]
-【Didn't you say there was nothing else to do? What's the point of smashing the stall?】
When she saw these words, Qiu Xiaozhen inevitably panicked and forgot most of what she had said before.
"What's wrong with smashing the stall? Why was only Lao Luo fired? This is unfair! If we can't set up a stall, then no one else can either."
At this moment, Qiu Xiaozhen no longer looked as aggrieved and crying as before, but now she was making a fuss.
- [Is this an admission? Is this really a failure?]
-[Is my cold noodles stall okay? I want to go there to eat cold noodles today. ]
-[Um...so your family was arrested for smashing the stall?]
-【No, you are really good at diverting attention. You said that Sister Xia took him away, and I actually believed it...】
Seeing the comments in the live broadcast room shifting, Qiu Xiaozhen quickly said, "No, no! It's all Sister Xia's fault. She's not as good as you think. If she hadn't called the police, how could our Lao Luo have gotten in!"
"It's all Sister Xia's fault. She's the one who caused our family so much trouble!"
-【You mean, you smashed the stall, but people can't call the police?】
- [Why didn't you mention the smashing of the stalls just now? You guys destroyed things in the snack street, and now you're feeling wronged, right? ]
-【I understand. Those who want to use our netizens as a gun, next one!】
Xia Anan continued to type on the public screen: "Everyone is here, can you call me, or do you dare not?"
'If what you said is true, why did you block me?'
Qiu Xiaozhen's face twisted as she looked at the two comments.
"You are Sister Xia, right? Quickly release my Lao Luo!"
-【Ah? Is it really Sister Xia? 】
-【Isn’t this Sister Xia’s account? Is it fake?】
-【Didn’t you see? Sister Xia’s account was blocked by her.】
-[This person just refused to communicate with Sister Xia and deliberately started a live broadcast, hoping that we netizens would help her out, right? ]
Xia Anan wanted to say something else, but her small account was kicked out of the live broadcast room again.
She is in a hurry.
Before Xia Anan could register a second account, she saw that Qiu Xiaozhen’s live broadcast room had been banned.
"What did you do?"
Xia Anan turned around and looked at Lu Qingyuan who was peeling an orange for Xia Baobao.
The man raised his hands: "No, I am innocent! I used both hands to peel the orange, how could I have the time to do anything else?"
Xia Anan: “…”
She still had a lot of questions to ask, but the live broadcast room was gone, what a pity.
However, it is not surprising that this kind of live broadcast that provokes conflict was banned.
Lu Qingyuan carefully peeled the orange and said, "Okay, stop watching her live broadcast. Come and eat some orange to calm down."
Xia Anan exhaled: "I'm not angry, I just feel... forget it, I am indeed a little angry."
If her fans weren't so sharp-eyed, she would have been wrongly accused.
"Alright, alright, forget about it. Eat something. You still have to go live soon, right? When you start, the netizens will know."
Lu Qingyuan handed the orange to her: "Ah~"
Xia Anan: "...No, I have my own hands."
She raised her hand to take it, but Lu Qingyuan wouldn't let go.
The soft flesh was broken by the fight between the two...
The juice dripped and Xia Anan subconsciously took a step back. Lu Qingyuan, who was sitting on the sofa, had nowhere to hide, and several spots of juice splashed on his white shirt.
"..."
Xia Baobao didn't know what the two were doing, so he trotted over and sucked the orange they were fighting over into his mouth.
He stood on tiptoe, his mouth full of juice.
"Oh, Mom, paper, help me fill it up!"
Xia Anan came back to her senses, took two steps back, and immediately went to get a tissue.
Before it even hit Xia Baobao's face, Lu Qingyuan snatched it away.
"Xia Baobao, do you know how much my clothes cost? I can't afford the compensation even if I sell you."
"Mom! Dad is going to sell out!"
When Xia Anan pulled out the tissue again, the frightened Xia Baobao turned around and threw himself into her arms, with the orange juice from his mouth all over her clothes.
"..."
Very good, this time the rain and dew are evenly distributed.
Since she has already been touched, Xia Anan doesn't hesitate any more and can now eat the orange with peace of mind.
When Xia Anan sat down with the little guy, Lu Qingyuan was still wiping his clothes.
"Don't wipe it. Send it to the dry cleaner later. It should be able to be cleaned."
Lu Qingyuan shook his head: "You don't understand, do you think it's appropriate for someone of my status to wear this kind of clothes?"
Xia Anan: "It's not suitable, then you take it off?"
Lu Qingyuan paused and swallowed back what he had just said: "Okay."
As he said that, he began to unbutton his clothes.
As he moved, large areas of skin were exposed...
Xia Anan felt that he was seducing her. If she didn't feel that way, she would be seducing herself...
When the fourth button was unbuttoned, Xia Anan immediately stood up, grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him.
"Go back to your room and change!"
Lu Qingyuan was caught off guard and was hit directly.
His neatly combed hair was messed up and the expression on his face became confused.
"Just go back to your room, why did you hit me?"
Xia Anan turned her head to the other side and urged him: "Then go quickly!"