Live Broadcast: My Identity As A Fairy Cultivator Was Exposed By My Great-Granddaughter

Although the camera and microphone are turned off, the fan comments that pop up constantly in the live broadcast room can still be seen.

The live broadcast room simply thought that the camera was broken, and kept sending out barrage.

"Why is there no picture?"

"Sister Xiao Xi, there is another problem in your live broadcast room, please check it!"

"Where's the picture? Open it to the Lord!"

"I can't see anyone for a while."

"Did you hear that voice?"

"what sound?"

"I don't know, I heard it anyway, I'm sure that the cliff is not the voice of the old man!"

"No way! No way!"

"Is there a hidden boss hidden in Xiao Xi's house?"

"Fuck, it's horrible. An old man is already invincible. Now another one pops up. Sister Xiao Xi wants to dominate the world, right?"

"You said this old man is better than Xiao Xi's great grandfather, who is better?"

"That must be this mysterious old man! Masters are usually the last ones to play."

"I object, the boss Xiaoxi said before that the boss of Wanbaozhai..."

"invalid objection."

In the lobby, Chen Xining looked at the comment area, and no one suspected Ye Bobo.

This was a sigh of relief. The news that Uncle Ye is not dead must never be let others know.

Tens of millions of people in the live broadcast room, if Ye Bobo's figure appeared in the camera.

The consequences will be disastrous.

Although Chen Xining didn't know the purpose of Uncle Ye's doing this, she felt that this matter was definitely unusual.

Because Ye Uncle urged the two of them to be tight-lipped.

After a while, a man in his fifties came outside the door.

It is Wanbochao, the owner of Wanbaozhai!

"Miss Chen, Miss Hao, please visit me if you want to." Wan Bochao said kindly.

Chen Xining waved her hand and said, "Uncle Wan is serious, please sit down."

Wan Bochao nodded, sitting on the sofa, Hao Manning quickly brought hot tea.

"Trouble Miss Hao."

"Uncle Wan doesn't need to be too polite, just call us by name." Chen Xining said.

The other side took a bite of a miss, and it always felt something was wrong.

"Well, Xiao Xi, isn't the old man at home?"

"Great ancestor is resting upstairs. Uncle Wan, are you looking for great ancestor?" Chen Xining pointed to the room on the right of the second floor.

"That's it! The old man must be very comfortable living here."

Wan Bochao looked up and looked at the second floor. Chen Ming's door was locked tightly.

There are two houses next to them, the doors of which have been decorated, giving it a girlish feel.

It should be Chen Xining and Hao Manning's room.

Wan Bochao guessed.

On the far left, there is a room with an open door. Although it is on the first floor, Wan Bochao can clearly see the walls in the room.

Normal style, the curtains are drawn because it is a little dark inside.

What's more, the things inside are neatly arranged, neatly arranged and well-formed, not like a girl's room at all.

Who will it be?

Wan Bo Chao couldn't guess who else lived in this villa.

"Xiao Xi, is there someone living in that room?" Wan Bochao asked, pointing to the opened room.

Chen Xining nodded, not covering her mouth, and said, "Yes, that room is..."

Halfway through the conversation, Chen Xining suddenly closed her mouth and hurriedly changed her words, "There are people living there, it's... a tenant!"

tenant?

Wanbo Super frowns slightly, the villa accepts tenants?

Tenant?

Or sharing?

It's unlikely. As far as he knows, Chen Xining bought the villa with the full price, and it was impossible to recruit tenants.

She is also not like a person who lacks money, and can't afford to rent out the room to collect rent.

Are you kidding me, the old man's painting was sold for more than one billion yuan, will Chen Xining be short of money?

No shortage.

And even for tenants, young people like Chen Xining and others, how could it be possible to hire a tenant who behaves in a tens of years of age?

Unless the other party has cleanliness!

Then there is only one explanation.

What should Chen Xining be hiding?

But as a guest, he is still a guest who visits rashly. If you ask more, it will be very impolite.

The other party will also be disgusted.

Isn't my purpose to make a good relationship with Chen Xining and make a good impression in her eyes?

Only in this way can you come into contact with the existence of the old man's level.

"Xiao Xi! Uncle Wan is here this time! In fact, it's like visiting the old man. Since the old man is resting, then I won't disturb his old man. What about these gifts? Just trouble Xiao Xi to help Uncle Wan pass them on, okay? "

Wanbochao also deliberately uses ‘can it’.

Although he didn't have much contact with the old man, he also watched the live broadcast. The old man has a weird personality. The most useful way is to make a step-by-step approach.

Chen Xining nodded and said, "Okay, I will pass it to my great grandfather, then I will thank Uncle Wan for my great grandfather."

With that, Chen Xining was about to get up and bow, and Wan Bochao suddenly felt scared to stand up and stop Chen Xining.

"I can't use it, I can't use it, this is my intention, and the right should be my honor to the old man."

Chen Xining's expression was weird, and she sat back again, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief.

What a joke, if Chen Xining bowed and thanked these thousands of dollars as a gift, this favor would be in vain.

Chatted for a few minutes.

Looking at the old man's room, there has been no movement.

Wan Bo Chao was a little disappointed, and he wanted to get up and leave.

"Xiao Xi, Uncle Wan is leaving first, take care of the old man." Wan Bochao said.

After finishing speaking, Wan Bochao bowed to Chen Ming's room and said, "Master, come here today, and please forgive me. I have not been able to see your true face. I am a little regretful. The juniors will leave first."

Looking at Wan Bochao's various words and actions, Chen Xining always felt something was wrong.

What kind of behavior the other party is like visiting, obviously like honoring an old father!

But she didn't say it.

Because of impoliteness.

"Uncle Wan, go slowly, you know, I still have a live broadcast now, so I won't be far away."

Wan Bochao nodded his head to express his understanding that this is how the anchor industry is.

He didn't have the heart to blame at all, and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Chen Ming's door opened.

Wan Bochao turned his back to the door, his heart was so excited, his heart jumped to his throat.

He didn't turn around in a hurry, because he was so excited that he forgot to turn around.

Did you see it? Is it really the old man opening the door?

"Turn around!"

A familiar voice came from behind, and Wan Bo Chao turned around without any hesitation.

Between turning around, he felt that time had stopped.

Even this process has become extremely slow.

Finally, he saw the person he wanted to see most.

But he dared not look up, only dared to glance at it lightly.

"Look up and look at me!"

Wan Bochao raised his head, Chen Ming was condescending, his hands folded on the leading cane.

A unique temperament exuded all over his body, like a superior, overlooking everything in the world.

"Junior, I have seen the old man!" Wanbochao hurriedly said.

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