Fast Time Traveling Female Supporting Survival Daily

Chapter 52: This Damn Life 20
Everyone thought that Wen Xia would avoid some difficult questions.

I didn't expect today's live broadcast to be really big.

Wen Xia took out her mobile phone and turned on the live broadcast.

"The questions are posted too quickly, so I'll just take a screenshot. I'll count down for three seconds and answer whatever I capture."

This is more exciting.

The problems at the beginning were also more acute.

I asked her how she got into the Special Management Office without graduating from university.

What is the relationship with Song Minyu?

Was it really because of mental problems that he suspended school?

Where did Song Minyu get the money to buy the car?

Wen Xia's expression didn't change at all.

"First of all, because of the special work of the Special Management Office, we don't look at academic qualifications to look at strength."

"Secondly, because of the death of my family member, I couldn't accept it all at once, so I took a break from school."

"In the end, I am not a staff member of the Special Management Office, I am just one of the foreign aid involved in this rescue."

As for the remaining questions, Wen Xia smoothly pushed the microphone back to Song Minyu.

"Old Song also say a few words."

With this natural appearance, anyone with a discerning eye can see that they have a good relationship.

However, there were also a few people who watched the live broadcast with other thoughts, and at a glance, they noticed several overlapping bracelets hanging on Wen Xia's exposed wrist.

The pendant of one of the bracelets happens to be in the shape of a bell.

Someone quickly took a screenshot and sent it to a work group.

Soon he was asked who the owner of the bracelet was.

The person who took the screenshot immediately put the live broadcast link in the group.

And after Wen Xia gave the microphone to Song Minyu, she naturally rolled up her sleeves a little bit, exposing her wrists directly.

Song Minyu just finished saying that he and Wen Xia are in a relationship.

After seeing Wen Xia's actions, he asked her casually, "Why did you bring this out?"

"I just found it, with..."

Wen Xia spoke in a low voice, and the microphone was not in front of her.

The audience could only faintly hear a few words, and couldn't even hear the second half of the sentence.

"I thought it was a serious live broadcast, but I didn't expect a bowl of dog food to come out of nowhere"

"Okay, we know that your wife is next to you, so can Lao Song explain the problem with the car?"

"If the problem with the car can be explained clearly, I can go into the pit with confidence."

"Before, someone has already come out to explain the problem of the car, pointing to Lu Song Shao's Weibo."

"Wait, Lao Song is Young Master Song's uncle???"

"Hahahaha, those who said that there is a problem with his income are slapped in the face, he is the second son of the Lin family."

"Think about Song Shao's cars, Lao Song is low-key enough."

"Wuwuwu brother, why is he so outstanding? He has a good family background and strong personal ability. From now on, you will be my new husband!"

"Wake up, I already have a girlfriend"

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen"

"I see that Wen Xia is wearing a new season's product of a certain brand starting with D. The bracelet doesn't recognize the brand, but the design is also great. It would be nice to have a rich boyfriend."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the sour smell is overflowing the screen, why don't other young ladies buy it by themselves?"

"There is no one with the surname Wen who ranks high in my province. It's great to be able to find a boyfriend."

"Some people have to say that they rely on their boyfriends? To be invited by the special management office to be a foreign aid, their own strength must not be bad. Maybe their family background is not as good as that of Lao Song, but they are not bad in other aspects."

"You know again, look at how she collapses as soon as she is pushed. I believe you said she is a popular artist, but you said she can fight side by side with Lao Song. Don't be ridiculous."

"Indeed, she looks easy to bully. In the entertainment industry, I can still praise her for her good face and body. In a place like the special management, can she be a mascot?"

"So men just look at their faces, and Lao Song is no exception. They all like good-looking people."

"To put it nicely, it's called foreign aid. In fact, I'm afraid that Lao Song will be abducted by other women, so I must follow along."

"I love Lao Song, I have to work again, and I have to take care of a little princess"

"You are selectively blind, do you insist on denying the excellence of others?"

"If Wen Xia is really a waste, will Yu Jiaojiao and the others post a special post on Weibo to thank Wen Xia?"

The topic on the barrage was completely distorted.

Wen Xia and the others saw it, but they were not in a hurry to bring the topic back.

Instead, he slowly sipped tea with a cup.

Song Minyu quietly shook Wen Xia's hand.

Wen Xia was looking at the time on her phone.

Why haven't you come yet?
In order to set a trap, they even temporarily shut down the protective formation at the special management office.

Some Taoist disciples who were also watching the live broadcast couldn't stand it anymore, so they ran out to explain.

"Wen's family is a family of puppet masters, okay? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense."

"Besides, Xuanmen is now saying that Wen Xia inherited the Wen family's handbook, and she can now be said to be the new head of the Wen family."

"Is this because people in the industry have also appeared?"

"Masters, if you want to say something, say more!!!"

"The family of puppet masters is still the head of the family. It sounds very powerful."

"Master, master, how do you charge?"

"Master, can you help me calculate when I will be rich?"

The barrage was buzzing, and suddenly Wen Xia waved his hand towards the camera, and the screen went black.

The main goal of this live broadcast is finally here.

Wen Xia lowered her head to hide her excitement.

The audience was wondering why the live broadcast was suddenly turned off.

After a few seconds, the live broadcast reopened.

But this time there were two more men in black in the live broadcast room, and they also held the camera in their hands.

The barrage was empty first, and then the screen was full of question marks, "What's going on???"

When the camera turned, it turned into a thin man in a black robe.

"What are you doing livestreaming? I think what's going to happen is worth sharing and watching with everyone."

The man's voice was very hoarse, and it sounded like it had been polished on rough abrasive paper.

His jaw lifted slightly as he spoke.

Arrogant and proud.

As if he could replace Wen Xia as the new head of the family at will in the next second.

The audience watching the live broadcast suddenly dared not speak.

This doesn't look like it was planned.

Even though I can feel the danger through the screen.

But they are reluctant to turn off the live broadcast, and even now more people are pouring into the live broadcast room.

They all heard that the live broadcast of the special management office was overturned, and unknown people broke into the live broadcast room, and came here to watch the excitement.

Wen Xia stared at the thin man, feeling full of gunpowder.

When everyone thought they could start a war at any time, Wen Xia picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Then he asked in a normal tone, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"After all, you should call me Uncle Master." The thin man was surprised by Xia's calmness.

The Wen Xia in front of him was completely different from what he had heard from his subordinates.

Not timid at all.

"Why haven't you seen it before?" Wen Xia asked.

"Being different from other people's ideas, I went out to make a living by myself." The thin man turned the ring on his finger.

"The people I sent out said you were dead, but I didn't expect you to become the head of the Wen family instead."

On the bullet screen, someone boldly turned on the microphone.

"Why doesn't that sound right to me?"

"It feels like he sent someone to kill Wen Xia, but they didn't succeed?"

"Shhh, stop talking and look at the screen in front of me!"

Wen Xia twitched the corner of her mouth, "So it was you who wanted to kill me."

"Then what about Master? Also you?"

The thin man paused as he turned the ring, "He's not as dead as you."

This is the default now.

"Xia Xia sees that you are my nephew, as long as you give me the things, I will let you continue to be an ordinary person."

The thin man stretched out his hand towards Wen Xia.

(End of this chapter)