What Is The Secret Money Ceiling?
Who would have thought that there would be so many places to hide money in a small bathroom?
As the items were torn apart by the little girl, the bullet screen was filled with emotions.
"Oh my god, the old woman's husband is too godly. He's simply a role model for our generation. He can think of every nook and cranny. If it were me, I wouldn't have thought of it even if I racked my brains.”
"What is the ceiling for hiding money? There, that's it. Don't look at how many old women have been found now. It's only because there are so many of them. I estimate that there must be some old women who can't be found.”
"Yes, yes. Although the old woman was quite smart today and didn't let her down with that pair of A's, it's obvious that she's still a little lacking compared to her husband.”
"This is called a little? I thought it should be a hundred million points!”
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There was booing!
Even Little Dough and the others couldn't help but feel sorry for Little Sister Dai.
"Can you guys not say that about Little Sister? Can't you see that everyone else is so sad now? Why don't you think about it from a different perspective? With so much private money, doesn't it mean that my little sister has found a rich husband?”
"Rich husband? Have you ever seen a rich person hide their money at home? Moreover, it was such a small amount of money. He even had 50 cents. Was he considered rich?”
"Even if her husband is really rich, doesn't that mean that he's lying? She kept saying that she had no money, but she secretly hid so much money at home. If I were an old woman, I'm afraid I would have divorced long ago.”
"When two people are together, money doesn't matter. What matters is the trust between them. But look at all of this. Little Dough, wake up too."
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It was originally a kind word of protection, but who would have thought that the more he said, the darker it became.
Little Dough couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She repeatedly counted the number and was about to explain, but Daomei's voice suddenly interrupted her.
"Alright, Little Dough, you guys don't have to help explain. I know my man. No matter what they say, I know what to do.”
She said loudly and walked out of the bathroom to the living room.
The yoga ball in the living room happened to appear, and she sat on it.
"No matter what, I still believe in my husband. At most, I'll just wait for him to come back and explain. I believe that he still loves me.”
As soon as the word 'love' was said, sparkling stars appeared, causing the bullet screen to sigh again.
"Tsk tsk, I'm suddenly curious about the old woman's husband. Who exactly is it that can make the old woman fall head over heels for him? He must have drugged the old woman, the kind that would make her addicted. Otherwise, why would he still let the old woman speak up for him at this time?”
"Love is a poison to begin with. The old woman is completely lost. She doesn't even drive, and she's no longer 'simple'. My youth is completely over.”
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For a moment, the entire live broadcast room was filled with sadness.
Looking at all of this, the little sister felt a little melancholic.
After all, she had just become a wife, so she still had memories of her single days.
She shook her head and was about to say a few words when a bullet screen came into view, instantly stunning her.
"Old woman, have you ever thought that since the private money in the bathroom is everywhere, is it possible that the yoga ball you're sitting on…"
The bullet screen was not complete, but it was enough to make the little girl tremble. She immediately jumped up from the yoga ball.
He turned his head and looked at the huge yoga ball, and a terrifying thought emerged.
Although there were many places in the bathroom, there was not much space to hide the money. At most, there were only a few rolls.
But the yoga ball was different!
If there was money hidden in such a big ball…
The little girl didn't dare to imagine it at all!
However, the bullet comments didn't care.
The bullet comments will help you think about the things that you don't dare to think about!
"Such a big yoga ball. If you put the money in the bathroom, you'd have to put at least a few hundred rolls. If one roll costs a hundred yuan, wouldn't that be tens of thousands of yuan?”
"Oh my god, tens of thousands of yuan in a yoga ball? What kind of rich family would do this?”
"Don't spout nonsense. The host's husband would never do such a thing. Stop sowing discord. Hello, host. I'm here at the yoga recycling center. I found that your yoga seems to have some flaws. Why don't you mail it over and we'll exchange it for you for free?”
"Bah, are you shameless? You even want to change for free? Old woman, don't say that I don't feel sorry for you. I'll take this yoga ball of yours for 3,000 yuan.”
"You have the nerve to say 3,000 yuan? I bid 5,000!"
"I bid 10,000!"
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The live broadcast room seemed to have turned into an auction venue in an instant, and bids kept ringing out.
However, how could Little Sister be in the mood to care about these bullet comments?
She stared at the yoga ball for a few minutes, then decisively rushed into the kitchen and took out a fruit knife.
That aggressive appearance was not the slightest bit inferior to catching her in bed!
"Isn't it just a yoga ball? At most, I'll just buy another one later. Come, I want to see if there's anything hidden in this yoga ball today!”
As he roared, the fruit knife pointed forward and stabbed the yoga ball!
However, due to the soft nature of the yoga ball, not only did it fail to pierce through, but it also slipped, causing the little girl to stagger.
Pa!
What fell was not a person, but the last bit of face!
The bullet screen instantly burst into laughter.
"Haha, old woman, don't be so anxious. The yoga ball won't run. Drive slowly. Why do you have to make yourself look so miserable?”
"Old woman, where is your brain just now? Why did he become so stupid again? If you put the yoga ball against the corner, it won't slide.”
"She really is a god of moments. When it comes to the critical moment, she's not bright anymore. The old woman is still the old woman.”
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For some reason, at this moment, these mocking voices that he should have been used to were particularly ear-piercing.
Little Sister took a glance and immediately pouted.
"Do I need you to say that? Of course, I know that I have to push it against the corner. I... I'm just showing you the wrong way.”
"Stupid duck!"
"You're the duck. Your whole family... Forget it, I won't argue with you. Hmph."
With a cold snort, the silly girl ignored the bullet comments and pushed the yoga ball to the corner.
He raised the fruit knife and stabbed down fiercely!
Bang!
A loud bang was heard!
The entire yoga ball exploded, and everything within it flew into the sky!
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