Shanghai.
Gubei No. 1 was a luxurious villa.
The interior of the villa was magnificently decorated, luxurious and beautiful. A beautiful woman was reclining on a soft sofa made of European furniture. The woman took good care of herself. Although there were fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, her skin was snow-white.
Time seemed to have left no trace on her.
The long waves made her look even more youthful and beautiful, like a girl in her twenties.
But in reality, this beautiful middle-aged woman was already forty-three years old this year.
The beautiful woman nestled on the sofa and played with her phone. If one observed her face carefully, they would be surprised to find that the popular Douyu 2D streamer, Little Rotten Tuan, actually looked very similar to her!
The beautiful woman picked up the goblet and took a sip of red wine. "Little Tuan, this girl is really determined. We haven't contacted each other for half a month. If I didn't call you, wouldn't you call your mother?”
He looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. It was midnight.
The brat shouldn't be resting at this time, right? Maybe it's still broadcasting?
The corners of the beautiful woman's mouth curled up slightly, as if she had discovered a huge secret. She was extremely happy.
As the chairman of the group, although the little group's mother was usually very busy with work, she actually cared a lot about her daughter. Ever since her daughter decided not to take over the family business and instead chose to broadcast live, she had moved out.
He went to Huaqing City alone.
Because of this matter, she had a big fight with Little Tuan Tuan's father.
However, in the end, she had no choice but to agree to let her do the job she liked and allow her to move out alone. However, the prerequisite was that he had to report his situation to his family every month.
In order to deal with his mother, Little Rotten Ball had no choice but to tell her the room number for the live broadcast.
This way, even if he didn't call her every day, she would still be able to pay attention to him.
She had been too busy with work for the past two days, so the little group's mother had not been able to watch the live broadcast. She finally had time today, so she had a sudden impulse to see what this brat was doing.
He keyed in his daughter's livestream room number, and the image came into view.
In front of the camera was a scene in the kitchen. A handsome boy was carefully holding an iron pot and pouring something into the plate.
Hmm?
What was going on? Why was it a boy?
Wasn't this his daughter's livestream?
Did I enter the wrong room number?
After the little group's mother exited the live broadcast room, she entered it again. However, this time, the person who appeared in front of her was still the boy who was cooking.
！！！
The little ball's mother suddenly felt her heart beat faster, and an ominous premonition rose in her mind.
After carefully observing the bullet comments, the little group's mother confirmed that this was her daughter's room number. There was no doubt about it!
Why would this strange boy appear in his daughter's live-stream in the middle of the night?
And what exactly happened to the little ball? Why didn't he see her leave the country? Countless questions arose in the little group's mother's heart.
She couldn't wait a second longer and immediately called Little Rotten Ball.
……
Huaqing City, in a small apartment.
Rotten Little Ball, who was focused on the braised lion's head on the plate, didn't hear his phone ring at all. His big eyes could not wait to fall into the dish.
It was steaming hot and had a rich sauce fragrance. The plate was quite designed.
Was this Su Yu's real cooking?
It turned out that this guy had been hiding his strength all along!
Are you afraid that after this lady finds out, she will be pulled to the army and cook for you every day?
Yes, that must be the case.
Otherwise, why would he hide it from me?
Little Rotten Ball was filled with regret. Why didn't he realize that Su Yu had this treasure function?
On the other end of the phone, Little Fur Ball's mother called Little Fur Ball's phone one after another, but no one answered.
Just as she was panicking.
In front of the camera in the live broadcast room, Little Rotten Fur Ball finally revealed its figure. Its small face was filled with an expectant smile.
"Su Yu, is the braised lion's head done?”
"It looks delicious!”
On the other end of the live broadcast, the little group's mother finally heaved a sigh of relief when she saw her daughter appear. She put down the phone that she was dialing. This wretched girl almost scared her to death.
There was no one in the live broadcast room, and he didn't pick up his phone either.
If she still didn't show up, she would book a plane ticket overnight and fly straight to Huaqing City.
However, although she hung up the phone, the little ball's mother did not put down her phone. Instead, he typed a long string of messages on his phone and sent them over.
If he didn't look at his phone during the live broadcast, it wouldn't be a problem to look at his messages when he dialed the number.
……
In the live broadcast room.
The pitiful little rotten ball had no idea that the thing it feared the most had already happened!
At this moment, she was squatting by the stove, tilting her head and admiring the finished lion's head.
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