Ye Jian raised her eyebrows, but instead of continuing, she asked, "What do you want to ask for?"

The boy's name is Rongan, he is 20 today and has just entered the freshman year. He scratched his head and said shyly, “Master, can I be with my sweetheart?"

He looked expectant, obviously liking that girl very much.

Ye Jian shook his head lightly, “No."

"Ah?" Rongan was confused and froze on the spot.

Ye Jian said without hesitation, “Rotten Peach Blossom, if you are with her, there will be a bloody disaster."

"A bloody disaster?" Rongan retorted subconsciously, "How could it be? She is a very clean girl, usually very quiet."

Ye Jian wasn't angry either, and said slowly, “Borrow your roommate's cell phone and call her, don't even mention looking for her."

Rongan was afraid that his roommate would laugh at what he asked for, so he put on a Bluetooth headset on the balcony. After hearing this, he immediately went into the house and borrowed his best friend's mobile phone.

"Zhang Nan, please lend me your mobile phone to make a call."

"Get it from the table." The boy named Zhang Nan was playing a game. After he finished speaking, he started scolding his teammates, "Fuck, who are you talking about! I can work for you!"

Rongan returned to the balcony, and the barrage was already chattering.

[People are addicted to food. If someone criticizes me, I will kill them. ]

[The most annoying thing about food is that you have to rely on it]

[Who are you talking about upstairs?]

[my country National Standard]

[...The boss scolds you well [expression] [expression]]

[Hahahahahaha]

When Ye Jian saw the scene cut back to the balcony, she reminded, “Fight."

The moment the call was dialed, netizens in the live broadcast room immediately pricked up their ears for fear of missing the content.

"Zhang Nan? Let's get together and relax. Don't call me again!"

"Also, you have nothing to do with Rongan and I's affairs. So what if I'm just pretending? What does it have to do with you? Don't meddle in other people's business!"

Rongan's face turned pale instantly and he quickly hung up the phone.

[Shit, your buddy cheated on you? ]

[It doesn’t sound like it, they must be old acquaintances]

[Lenovo Rongan put it cleanly... Wenjing, well, it's hard to evaluate]

[No, can you be gentle and quiet when dealing with your ex? If you don't scold the other party, then forget about it! ]

[In exchange for being able to curse his ancestors for eighteen generations, I must declare that I am usually very quiet]

[Have you become deaf at such a young age? I didn’t listen to what she said—so what if I was pretending]

The system has sharp eyes: [Host, he deleted the call records. ]

Ye Jian was not surprised, "Although he was naughty when he was a child, he had a gentle face and seemed open-minded, but in fact he was sensitive inside and had a clear distinction between love and hate."

"Master, my brother..." Rong An hesitated to speak.

"He's doing it for your own good." Ye Jian said shockingly again, "The bloody disaster refers to her boyfriend outside."

[? ? ? ]

[My cerebellum shrank when I heard about my boyfriend outside. ]

"The rich second generation is powerful." Ye Jian continued, "After you were with her, you were caught by the rich second generation on a date. In order to be with the rich second generation, she said that you were stalking her and joined forces with you. Dude threatened her.”

"You will be beaten, crippled, disfigured, criticized and kicked out of school, and finally die of depression. Zhang Nan will feel guilty for this for the rest of his life."

Rongan pursed his lips, no longer happy as before.

[Brother, it’s time to break it off. With your looks, are you afraid that you won’t find a partner? ]

[That is, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why should we have unrequited love for a flower]

[To be honest, you look good for both men and women, but your roommate is very good, very 1! ]

[Come here, fuck me out of the fujoshi, I can knock you out]

Rongan took a look inside and said firmly, “Thank you, master. I know what to do."

Hanging up the connection and joining in the fun are not a big deal.

[I thought the brothers would turn against each other and have a direct fight. ]

[When I heard the master say borrowing a phone, I knew it was not easy]

[Can we still be friends like this? ]

Ye Jian glanced at the barrage and said matter-of-factly, “It depends on the situation and the person."

When Huo Xingzhuo heard this, he couldn't help but think of Ye Jian's treatment of Liuxu and Su Xiaoqing.

"Button button button——"

Huo Xingzhuo looked at the door and saw it was Li Yue. He asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Huo, this is the bank card bound to your personal number." Li Yue stepped forward and placed it on his desk.

It’s not simple. My boss cleared a card just for Ms. Ye’s live broadcast.

This is not love, what is it!

As everyone knows, Huo Xingzhuo is simply afraid of trouble.

There was no reason to take the account back after giving it away, not to mention that Ye Jian still had to save his grandma.

Moreover, he guessed the purpose of Ye Jian's live broadcast.

"Yeah." Huo Xingzhuo put the bank card in the drawer. Seeing that he still didn't leave, he said two words indifferently, "Get out."

Li Yue, “..."

Indifference.

This time, it was a middle-aged uncle who connected with Ye Jian. He had a black beard, disheveled hair, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

"Anchor, I want to figure out where my wife and children are."

[What has the uncle been through? He looks so depressed]

Ye Jian's eyes fell on his face, and his unfocused expression gradually condensed, “Don't forget it."

[What? Did I hear wrongly? The anchor said it can’t be forgotten? ]

[Why, the anchor gives a reason. ]

The middle-aged man named Liu Jian'an looked disappointed when he heard this.

He lowered his eyes, covering up the cruel look in his eyes.

When he raised his head again, his face turned affectionate and sincere again, "My wife's name is Zhao Rui, and my three-year-old son's name is Liu Qinghao."

He took out a family photo, put it in front of the camera, and begged, “My wife is mentally ill and got lost at the station with me. If you see her, please contact me."

He stood up and bowed deeply toward the camera, “Thank you everyone!"

[Oh my god, the child is so young and is with a mentally ill mother. Nothing will happen, right? ]

[Did you call the police? ]

[This man is responsible and loves his wife and children at first glance. ]

[Anchor, you see he is so sincere, why don’t you do the math for him? What if it works out! ]

The system felt strange and whispered: [His wife is mentally ill, why did she need to be taken out? ]

Ye Jian sneered, “He said mental illness means mental illness?"

The system looked horrified.

Ye Jian tapped the table lightly and said coldly, “I advise you to stop looking for it. It will be good for everyone."

[Holy shit, anchor, are you possessed by a ghost? Can you say this? ]

[Simply inhumane! ]

[A mentally ill mother, whose son is only three years old, doesn’t want someone to drink the northwest wind? ]

[Anchor, do you have no emotions and six desires and don’t understand the suffering in the world? ]

Ye Jian didn't notice their sarcasm, but focused on Liu Jian'an.

He hid it well and waved his hands honestly, “Don't embarrass the host..."

Ye Jian sneered and interrupted, “Your eyebrows are thick and inverted, which means you have a bad temper and are stubborn; the corners of your eyes are protruding and your nose takes up a large area in the center, which means you have a vicious heart and are easily angered."

"Anchor, it doesn't matter if you don't want to help me find him. I'll post a missing person notice. I'm sorry for disturbing you." Liu Jian'an looked like an honest man with a good temper.

[Why does my appearance have nothing to do with what the anchor said? ]

[Isn’t he quite calm? ]

Ye Jian shook his head and pointed out, “He is a domestic violence man who is nice to outsiders but violent at home."

[! ! ! ]

[Domestic violence man? ]

[Ah...it doesn't look like it at all. ]

In front of the screen, a little girl looked at the mother and son at the stall next door, and stopped editing the message she was sending.

The next second, she heard even more shocking words, “His wife is not mentally ill. The reason why he said this was to control Zhao Rui and to prevent well-intentioned people from intervening."