The fake daughter is bound to the mountain king system

It was a mistake. It turned out to be a mental attack.

After listening to Luo Jin's words, this was the first thought that flashed through Yu Jiao's mind.

She pondered for two seconds, and began to wonder if she could punch Luo Jin in the back of the head and turn him into a normal person?

Not knowing that he has been classified as an abnormal person, Luo Jin is still launching continuous mental attacks.

"I know you might feel embarrassed, after all, you left so unpleasantly."

"Forget what you did to Yaoyao. If Yaoyao doesn't care, then neither will we. We are all family. Jue has already..."

Luo Jin said sadly, "I hope our family will be fine."

"Come back, Jiaojiao."

"..."

A decisive blow, absolutely a decisive blow!

Chen Sirui tried hard to reduce his presence and was deeply shocked to find that he and his brothers had not yet become capitalists because they were not thick-skinned enough.

I even don’t dare to solicit investment in front of outsiders because I feel embarrassed.

But what about others? !

Wow, saying this is so righteous, so true, and so well acted! ?

My god, the boss's face is colder than the weather right now...

After being treated as an abnormal person, Luo Jin once again received excellent comments on his acting skills. Fortunately, he knew nothing about it, otherwise Chen Sirui and his newly started Tianye New Agriculture Co., Ltd. might have died in the start-up stage.

After all, Luo Jin sincerely believed that.

778 hits the nail on the head: [Because it’s sincere, it’s even more disgusting, meow. ]

Feng Lan: “…”

The mountain god, who was also speechless, turned his head and looked at the girl who was staring at the back of Luo Jin's head, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Fortunately, Yu Jiao had already figured it out without Feng Lan's reminder:

Even if Luo Jin was beaten to death, his character would not change.

It is difficult to change one's nature, Yu Jiao calmed down the turmoil in her heart, silently repeated "murder is against the law" three times, and then looked at Luo Jin with only a hint of pity left.

She asked, "Did Luo Yaoyao ask you to come?"

Luo Jin paused and frowned: "No, I want to come in person."

Although Yaoyao wanted Yujiao to come back because she was thinking of the dead Ajue, so that her parents who were troubled recently could get some comfort.

But Luo Jin thought his sister's idea was good, but it lacked some consideration.

She was so decisive when she broke off the relationship. Given his adopted sister's personality, it would be better for her to invite her in person.

Yu Jiao's reaction to this was indifferent.

No matter whether Luo Jin came here on his own as part of Luo Yaoyao's plan or it was really just a sudden idea on his part, she only had one word:

"Oh."

"…you just said 'oh'?"

if not.

Should you be grateful to your 'person'?

Yu Jiao looked at him calmly, "Then I will respond 'personally' as well."

Luo Jin:?

Yu Jiao raised the corners of her lips lightly and said word by word: "Reply to your father."

……

It is already December and the weather has been extremely gloomy in recent days. The villagers of Shoushan Village have begun to prepare for winter.

Including but not limited to contacting children who are working or studying outside and asking them when they will have their holidays.

I'll go up the mountain to stock up on the last batch of mountain products. I won't go after it snows.

Also, at the invitation of young guys in the southwest of the village, I served as a guide, craftsman, agricultural product supplier, etc. in their live broadcast rooms.

It's just a part-time job -

Who would have thought that few of the younger generation working outside can make a living in the entertainment industry, but the old grandpas and grandmas, uncles, aunts and uncles who stayed behind in the village have reaped some benefits.

As for the work that the Seventh Sister in the West Village needs to hire all year round, well, it has become a daily routine for the villagers.

It's so common that it doesn't need to be mentioned specifically.

That day, Uncle Dahao and Uncle Liang were also in the field hut, parading through the streets with the big water buffalo and the cattle that Yu Jin had given to Qimei'er.

Dahaoshu said: "What is it? Oh, right, this is the background of our live broadcast!"

Uncle Liang wondered: "Are the young men going to sell beef live? They don't raise cattle, and these cattle belong to Xiaoqi."

Isn't this cheating?

Zhong Xiao and Qi Yaoxing ran by and stopped to defend themselves: "We are filming a short situation drama live, not stealing the boss's cow to sell."

"That's right, uncles, you can't say bad things about us in front of the boss!"

"Hehe," Uncle Dahao touched the horns of the big buffalo, "No need to say anything." What bad things can he say? A group of young men are running around in the village, willing to help with anything. It's pretty good.

The old and the young smiled at each other, and then followed the cameraman who was holding the live camera.

Qi Yuanqi muttered: "Why hasn't Chen Sirui come back yet? Is he really a man if he keeps dithering... No, he must be trying to be lazy."

Thinking of this, the young man raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, go catch him!"

A group of guys who were acting in a spy movie were humming and running towards the edge of the field quietly but with their blood boiling.

Hehe, when I thought about beating up the damn curling king Siri Chen in front of the live broadcast, I couldn't help laughing!

And it happened in front of the boss!

A group of people with bad intentions sneaked to the foot of the mountain without anyone noticing, with a photographer following behind them. The new director was holding a mobile phone, with tape on his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud, looking at the sneaky backs of a group of men with perky butts on the screen, and almost laughed like a pig.

"...I hope our family will be fine."

"Come back, Jiaojiao."

Unable to find Chen Sirui, they set their sights on the only shelter, the shed. Several male students winked at each other and quietly surrounded the shed.

Then, they and the daily audience of about 100,000 in the live broadcast room heard these two vague sentences.

Male: Oh?

Audience: Oh oh oh?

The few people who originally wanted to jump out to give the boss and Chen Siri a surprise, immediately retracted their waving arms and legs, squatted as quietly as chickens, and pricked up their ears.

Even the photographer had to use his agility that didn’t match his huge body to find a very stealthy live broadcast position—

As we all know, some sheds are leaky at the bottom.

The camera shot in through this gap, and the live broadcast room accurately captured the table legs, chair legs, and some bamboo baskets and vegetable farm tools placed at the end that had not been taken away in time.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the four people and eight legs.

Two pairs of bare feet wearing slippers in the middle of winter, both were thin and pretty, and one big and one small could be easily identified as a man and a woman.

The audience is very familiar with the sight of taking off a jumpsuit after working in the fields, feeling stuffy, and washing their bare feet with water in the cold weather. After all, the hot-tempered big boys in the field huts have always done this.

The other one was still wearing water shoes with two burn holes on them, and he was still shaking his legs without any idol burden...

Looks familiar, too familiar, it’s Chen Sirui at first glance.

There was also a pair of trousers and leather shoes. Because he was sitting down, the edge of his black socks was slightly exposed, and it looked like the kind that should appear in a banquet hall.

...But no matter what, this perspective is so weird!

[…Mobile dad! Where have you been? ]

[I look so wretched from this angle, but it’s also very down-to-earth, and it fits the style of the savages~]

[They just like the feeling of fighting again and again in the mountains, not that they like being savages in the mountains, hahahaha! ]

[Stop talking, or Xia Qi will jump up and hit our knees.]

The barrage of humorous comments has maintained the normalcy of the daily live broadcasts in the Field Cabin for nearly a year.

——That is, hurting each other.

There is no need for a response, as long as boys of all styles are sweating shirtless in the fields, they can have a great time chatting!

That is why the audience was caught off guard by the familiar name that was on the hot search list all day, and the subsequent awkward conversation that made people feel embarrassed for him even through the screen. It was as if they were knocked over by an elephant that suddenly emerged from the refrigerator.

[Wait, what did I hear? Is there something wrong with my ears? Can someone help me listen? ]

[Sir, no way, no way, it’s been two years…]

[Help, when will I be able to get over this problem of being embarrassed for others? Who is this man? ]

[Here comes the popular science guy! Judging from this pair of hand-made Italian leather shoes... Well, actually, analyzing the context, this man should be the eldest son of the Luo family! ]

[??? I hate you guys who keep calling me a young master. This is a new society.]

[Do you understand the irony? Do you need me to explain it to you personally? ]

No matter where the barrage is, it is impossible for there to be only one opinion, even if it is an agricultural... uh, new agricultural daily live broadcast room.

Because of the word "young master", a dispute was about to break out.

But the good thing is——

"Then I will respond 'personally' as well."

"Go back to your father."

Fortunately, the speed at which the audience started to quarrel was not as fast as the situation on the scene!

[It's confirmed, Villager A, this man is not Luo Jin. I'm doing a handstand and having diarrhea on the live broadcast. ]

[…We are just netizens, there is no need for that.]

[Alas, I used to be quite attracted by Luo Jin's looks, but now I feel that he is a bit arrogant. He went from being a rich heir to this man in a second.]

[A reminder to everyone, this phenomenon has occurred before, although it is difficult to discuss since the person is dead.]

[…Shit, so if Boss A doesn’t agree to go back for the birthday party, this guy might be secretly tracking and kidnapping mercenaries, right? ? ]

[Fuck, should we call the police?]

[Boss, you have worked hard to take care of the savages. I recorded the screen as evidence to show my appreciation.]

The live broadcast room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The audience, who were waiting with bated breath for what would happen next, could even hear the cameraman's breathing, which had slowed down but was still nervous.

——Good man, you are also ready to collect evidence at any time, right? !

It seemed as if he could feel the voices of audiences scattered across the country, or perhaps he noticed that he was still breathing. Damn it!

The photographer held his breath.

Well, now the only sound left is the sound of the air flow from the north wind.

All these changes happened in a flash. People from all over the world were nervously waiting for Luo Jin's response to "Go back to your father". Even the barrage of comments became sparse - even though the number of comments was clearly increasing wildly.

And Luo Jin did not disappoint everyone.

After a brief moment of shock, Luo Jin said angrily, disdainfully and dissatisfiedly: "Yu Jiao! Where is your tutor?!"

Yu Jiao's face also turned cold, "Are you qualified to talk to me about tutoring?"

She suddenly looked at Feng Lan and said thoughtfully, "Maybe the reason why I didn't throw him out just now was not because I have good character, but because I wanted to hear what other bullshit he could say?"

Feng Lan said sincerely: "Then do you want to beat him up now? I will help you drive away the witnesses."

Eyewitness Chen Sirui:?

A dozen brothers and photographers outside the greenhouse: ? ?

Hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room: ???

Feng Lan and Yu Jiao, who can hear human breathing, and 778, who can detect the live broadcast signal, naturally would not have failed to notice that there was someone outside.

But the onlookers were tactful enough to keep silent, and they had no intention of chasing anyone away.

after all--

There is nothing that cannot be told to others regarding the Luo family.

But Luo Jin didn't know.

Luo Jin's five senses are those of a normal person, and at this moment he has been irritated by the repeated "provocations". Even if the photographer's breathing was a little louder, he would not notice it at all.

Luo Jin said angrily: "No matter what, our family has raised you well and never lost your money. What on earth are you dissatisfied about?!"

"You want to settle accounts with me? Fine."

Yu Jiao took a sip of tea and asked in a calm tone, as if she was playing a script-killing game, "From the age of five to ten, the old man tried to kill me by throwing me on the street, into the mountains, forcing me to take a bath in the river, and not giving me medicine when I had a fever. He tried to kill me in various ways, nine times in total."

"From the age of ten to fifteen, the old lady encouraged me to ask the old widower in the village for candy, took me to play mahjong and asked me to go to the bachelor's room to wake people up. Later, she teamed up with the old man to sell me to the old man at the head of the village and tried to ruin me. This happened six times in total."

"From the age of fifteen to eighteen, Luo Jue specifically called over classmates to humiliate me in public. He used various methods to steal all my new stationery and books except for food. He also tried to make me fall into the swimming pool in front of others many times. It was too numerous to count."

The girl put down the teacup, raised her thin single eyelids, and coldly pointed out the second layer of skin that Luo Jin had draped over his body, which had long become made of the flag growing out of his bones.

"Luo Tianchen and Yao Fu really paid the money."

She tilted her head and asked her question in a clear and articulate voice, which was clear enough for her to be a host. "I'm really curious. After the incident, you lightly stood up and said that I was uneducated, vulgar and ugly. What qualifications do you have to say that I am uneducated, Luo Jin?"

The girl's indifferent eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the sufferings beneath the layers of "decency" that he turned a blind eye to.

Luo Jin felt a rush of blood to his head, and the rich nobleman's face flushed red: "I...you, what are you talking about..."

But these words were as soft as a mosquito's hum, and the person who said them could not convince himself.

Is this really nonsense?

You really didn’t notice?

Yu Jiao served tea to see the guest off, but the evil guest obviously didn't notice, so she had to cover her mouth and yawned, saying bluntly: "I won't go to Luo Tianchen's birthday party, and you Luo family shouldn't try to establish any kinship with me. The daughter of the Luo family is Luo Yaoyao, and there is no need for her to not care about anything. If I have to say I don't care, it's that I don't care that she killed my own parents."

"Yaoyao is also a victim!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Jin remembered something, and immediately condemned her from a moral high ground as if he had caught something: "Can't you tolerate Yaoyao? Do you know that if it weren't for the mistake, Yaoyao and Ajue would be the best siblings, Yaoyao wouldn't be hurt, and Ajue wouldn't die--"

Click!

The north wind blew in wildly, Luo Jin shivered suddenly and turned back subconsciously.

He met a dozen pairs of shocked eyes, and one...

A dark lens.