Little White wants to be a king didn’t care at all about the barrage from everyone, instead, he sent her two spaceships.
He doesn’t often watch her live broadcasts, but whenever he does, he throws a lot of money.
Yun Qiluo, seeing his gifts, felt guilty about thinking of him that way.
But... she couldn’t control her mind.
Ever since Ji Ruofeng had told her those words, every ti she saw Little White, all she could think of was a pig-headed uncle...
In the afternoon after school, Ji Ruofeng ca over to accompany her on the live stream. Before it started, she couldn’t help but talk to him about Little White.
"Ji Ruofeng, was what you said last ti true? Is he really a pig-headed uncle?"
Ji Ruofeng didn’t expect his words would trouble her for so long.
He scratched his head and said, "Little Sister-in-law, I just said... it might be possible, after all, most of what I know suggests it’s like that."
Yun Qiluo let out a slight sigh of relief: "So there’s still a chance he’s not?"
She looked startled, patting her chest: "He asked to play a ga today, and all I could think of was soone like Huang Sijun, scared to death."
Ji Ruofeng’s eyes widened: "What? He asked you to play a ga?"
"Yep."
Ji Ruofeng: Oh no, oh no, if Brother Yan finds out, his skin will get peeled off!
He hurriedly said, "Little Sister-in-law, the world is a dangerous place, especially online. You haven’t even t him, who knows what he’s like, it’s better to avoid too much contact."
Yun Qiluo frowned slightly: "Really? But didn’t you say he might not be an uncle?"
"But what if he is..." Ji Ruofeng felt he had to stamp the idea that Little White was a pig-headed uncle firmly, so he said with determination, "From what I know, there’s an eighty percent chance."
That Little White wants to be a king, he went out of his way to ask soone to check him out and had found so clues.
But oddly, he couldn’t find his specific identity, every ti he tried, it was like sothing was stopping him.
This shows that the other person’s identity is definitely not simple.
He could be a big shot in the business world; if that’s the case... he must be a big-bellied old man, like his dad.
Little Sister-in-law absolutely shouldn’t be fooled by soone like that!
Upon hearing this, Yun Qiluo began to feel tangled and upset again.
"But Little White is really nice, if I don’t play with him because of this, he’ll be sad."
Ji Ruofeng’s alarm bells were ringing in his head: "Little Sister-in-law, you absolutely can’t be deceived! Those middle-aged uncles just love to trick young girls!"
Song Shijia, who was watching Ji Ruofeng bluff her Luo Luo the entire ti, couldn’t hold back and clicked her tongue: "What middle-aged uncle, do you have proof to say that about Little White?"
She added, "I think Little White is a pretty decent guy, aside from being a bit bad at playing gas, there’s nothing wrong with him."
Yun Qiluo nodded vigorously in agreent, yes, aside from not being good at gas, there’s nothing else wrong.
Ji Ruofeng: "..."
He originally wanted to argue back when looking at Song Shijia, but then he rembered her Weibo bio he saw that day, and then looked at Song Shijia’s cold and beautiful face in front of him.
You are my faith...
You are my faith...
Suddenly, he couldn’t say anything.
His ears inexplicably turned red, and he looked away.
He said, not too convincingly, "Well, well, maybe it’s not."
Song Shijia, seeing his awkward tone, glanced at him suspiciously.
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