Online fraud system: ordinary girl turns into a rich and beautiful woman

After all, she earned the 20 yuan easily. If the eldest brother knew about it, he would definitely feel at ease taking it. But it would be different if they were the old couple. If they owe money, the eldest brother would have to pay it back together.

After all, it's for his marriage and finding a wife. From buying a house and a car to the betrothal gift, the family has spent hundreds of thousands of dollars in total. They have done their best.

Therefore, it is normal to owe tens of thousands of yuan, and he will definitely help pay off the debt when the time comes.

Otherwise it would be very disrespectful!

Seeing that she was not getting any attention, Lin Jiaojiao began to change her strategy, "Mom, how about this? You keep the 20 for me, otherwise I'll always want to buy things. I saw a bag a few days ago, it cost or , and I almost bought it at that time."

"Oh my goodness, how can a bag be so expensive? Is it rimmed with gold?" Mother Lin's three views were shattered. The bags she carried were all bought for twenty or thirty yuan. Even if Niu Niu liked nice-looking ones, one worth a few hundred yuan would be fine. How could it be tens of thousands of yuan? They couldn't earn that much money even by farming for a year!

"Niuniu, then you should pass it to me. Tell me why your hands are so loose at such a young age..."

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Mother Lin couldn't wait to hang up the phone.

Niu Niu is really ignorant. She didn't even know to pick a time of day or night to make the call, but chose to make it after eight in the morning, delaying her work.

What a joke she is! She was working well in the field but she had to go home to get a glass of water.

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After hanging up the phone, Lin Jiaojiao opened her mobile banking app and transferred 20 yuan to her mother.

As for what excuse I will have to give money to my family in the future, we’ll talk about it later.

Just at this moment the doorbell rang. Lin Jiaojiao waited for a while, and thinking that the delivery man had left, she got up and walked to the entrance to look through the peephole. Seeing that there was no one there, she opened the door.

"Here, eat." Lin Jiaojiao took small steps, put the food on the table in the restaurant, and thoughtfully opened the lids one by one.

The system cat jumped onto the table nimbly and started eating happily.

It has been looking forward to this moment for a long time!

Lin Jiaojiao took a look at it, ignored it, and turned back to the sofa area in the living room.

With nothing to do and the temperature in the house being particularly suitable, like a spring breeze, Lin Jiaojiao inexplicably wanted to take a nap. It seemed like she had difficulty going out!

When Lin Jiaojiao was struggling between catching up on sleep and going out for a walk, her cell phone vibrated and she lay down on the sofa with peace of mind.

Someone applied to add her as a friend, and noted the word "tomorrow". Lin Jiaojiao agreed without hesitation.

Leaning on the sofa, holding her cell phone, Lin Jiaojiao always felt it was too monotonous.

So she got up again, took a bunch of grapes from the refrigerator and started washing them. Her cell phone, which she placed next to the sink, started vibrating.

Lin Jiaojiao lowered her head and glanced. This Mingtian was a bit outgoing. He just came in through a friend’s phone call, and it was a video call.

But think about it, how many introverted anchors can there be?

Lin Jiaojiao picked it up casually, and her fair and slender fingers were dripping with water onto the screen.

However, she turned off her own camera.

"Good morning, Jiaojiao fans."

As soon as the call was connected, Tomorrow's voice rang out.

"Good morning."

Lin Jiaojiao said this, picked up her phone and fruit plate, returned to the sofa area and half-lay down leisurely, then she looked at tomorrow seriously.

He does look quite handsome, wearing a simple white T-shirt, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and angular facial features, very much like the style of the male protagonist in a serious drama I watched before.

"What a beautiful voice, is Jiaojiao a voice actor?" Mingtian tilted his head back, pinched his sore neck, and complimented without any sincerity, just opening his mouth.

"Yes." Lin Jiaojiao replied casually, and even threw her cell phone on the table.

"Why don't you turn on the camera?" Mingtian asked, slumped in the lazy sofa, looking at the dark camera over there.

Lin Jiaojiao's slender fingers were peeling grapes, passing through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, connecting to the mountain and water scenery outside the window. The picture was as beautiful as a painting.

The little red mouth was also eating, and she said vaguely, "I don't want to open it."

Quickly swallowing the grape in her mouth, Lin Jiaojiao picked up another one and peeled it, asking, "What do you want from me?"

Because Mingtian doesn't look like she's defending her big sister at all, but she just got two sports cars, so she can't be considered a big sister at all, and can barely be called a fan of the plot.

And Mingtian's attitude is quite lazy, and it doesn't seem like he treats his fans well.

"Didn't you buy me two sports cars yesterday?" Ming Tian said, trying to put on a sincere smile, "I'm protecting you."

Although his smile was insincere, his heart was warm and sincere.

After all, he is a big blogger with millions of fans, and he doesn’t rely on his looks in the live streaming industry. If he didn’t have a grateful heart, could he have gone so far?

"Really?" Lin Jiaojiao asked with a hint of doubt in her tone, "Why don't I believe it?"

"It's okay. Even if you don't believe it now, you will believe it later." Mingtian stood up, stretched, and changed his sitting position.

"Okay." Lin Jiaojiao didn't hesitate. "Then you can protect me. Are you going to tell me a story alone?"

"That won't work." Ming Tian crossed his legs and refused without hesitation, "The story can only be told in the live broadcast room. What if I tell it in private and you don't watch my live broadcast?"

Lin Jiaojiao picked up a tissue and wiped her hands, saying casually, "If you don't tell me, I won't go to your live studio again, okay?"

"What if I give you a special lesson?" Mingtian asked curiously.

"Then I won't go either!"

Tomorrow, I won't be angry if I'm rejected. I'll be nonchalant and smile, "Then tell me what it takes to go back. I love my fans very much."

"Well..." Lin Jiaojiao dragged out the end of the sentence, teasing him, "Unless you pay me, 50 yuan an hour."

"Then I'm losing money." Ming Tian yelled, but his expression didn't change at all. "Alas, in the end, I lost both my money and my life."

"Forget it then." Lin Jiaojiao pretended to be regretful, "It's you who didn't want me to go."

"Okay, okay." Mingtian compromised, "Let's do this, who asked me to spoil my fans."

"How about if you can get me two sports cars every day, I will pay you 2 yuan."

Lin Jiaojiao almost didn't react, "Tomorrow, all your abacus beads will jump on my face!"

"Oh, don't care about so many things. Being happy is the most important thing." Mingtian looked heartless.

"Yeah." Lin Jiaojiao lay on the sofa, not wanting to use her brain, "Let's hang up if nothing else happens."

"Don't hang up." Ming Tian was unwilling and complained, "Do you know how many fans are looking forward to chatting with me? You are too disrespectful."

There were fans who once raised funds to give gifts so that they could connect with him live, but how come his popularity dropped so quickly?

Could it be that he is old? But he is only 23 years old.

No, to be exact, he is 22 and a half years old. He hasn’t even had his 23rd birthday yet.

It doesn’t count. It doesn’t count.