"Sure thing." For a person she finds agreeable, Jane Sampson wasn’t stingy at all. "Oh, by the way, I’m going to do a live stream in a few days. My partner just called and discussed the livestream with —it’s going to be about baking cookies and cooking spicy beef."
"When? I’ll co and steal so tips. If nobody sends you any gifts, I’ll consider my mood. If I’m feeling good, I might send you a yacht to give you so face," Kendal Smith tapped his fingertip on the tabletop signaling Jane Sampson to respond.
But Jane Sampson just rolled her eyes at him and eventually retorted after a long pause, "Please don’t. I’m afraid if I get too many gifts, they’ll cover up my unparalleled beauty."
"..." Kendal Smith was so tongue-tied by Jane Sampson’s shalessness that he couldn’t say a word.
She won.
"Let us know after you’ve set the ti." Jas Carter was quite interested. "I want to learn too."
Jane Sampson imdiately smiled, her eyes curving with her joy, "Sure."
Kendal Smith finished the pizza slice in one go and then used his mobile phone to create a group with just the three of them in it. The group na was ’Boosting Up Monkey King Sampton’s Live Stream’.
Jane Sampson took one look and almost choked on her own blood, "Thanks—how thoughtful of you!"
"Don’t ntion it, really. After all, I’m good friends with Jas Carter, and since you’re Jas Carter’s good friend, you’re my good friend too. Plus, your husband and I were schoolmates. I’m just taking care of a fellow alum’s family, as I should," Kendal Smith chuckled, smiling.
After the al, the three went to the tea room to chat for a while and have so tea. It wasn’t until around three o’clock that Jane Sampson and Jas Carter returned to their room from the morning to continue practicing singing.
The advertisent that the live broadcast platform made for Jane Sampson officially went online across the entire network just before eight o’clock at night. After finishing her singing practice, she went on twitter to share the official twitter of the live broadcasting platform.
After seeing the netizen’s anticipation for her livestream, Jane Sampson logged out of twitter, feeling reassured.
When Jas Black’s video call ca in, Jane Sampson was discussing the timing of the livestream with Rock Bell on WhatsAPP. As she was typing, the WhatsAPP video popped up and her finger happened to press the answer button.
So, the first sight Jas Black caught of Jane Sampson was her in a bewildered state through the phone.
"What’s up?" With an undisguised chuckle, Jas Black softly asked, "Why the puzzled look?"
"Yikes!" Jane sat up abruptly, her eyes shining bright as she looked at Jas Black on the phone, "You didn’t reply to my ssage last night. Tell , who were you out with last night? Which little demon? The mistress or the fourth mistress? Or was it the fifth mistress?"
Jas Black’s lips twitched slightly, "I’ve got enough headache with just you, I’m not looking for a long life."
Jas Black had Peter Gingery tell Jane Sampson about it at noon, so he knew right away that Jane wasn’t happy unless she was being cheeky.
"Stop it! I’m clearly very well-behaved." Jane Sampson pouted, "I’ve been seriously practicing singing these days, okay?"
"When’s your livestream?" Jas Black didn’t intend to wander on the topic of whether Jane Sampson was well-behaved or not, as it was an unsolvable topic—after all, Jane Sampson did have the knack of infuriating people to the point of wanting to strangle her.
"Sister Tin and I were just discussing this. We’re planning to schedule it for Saturday night when the netizens usually have more ti and the popularity might be higher," Jane Sampson said, "Are you going to watch?"
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