The Profligate Madam of the Family

  Chapter 1047 A little storm delivered to your door!

  "Are you really a fake Mo Linger? I admire your courage to enter Yunfu Mountain!"

   "I sympathize with you, but can you talk about your experience?"

  "Excuse me, have you left Yunfu Mountain? Can you take some photos of the life of the Rongye family?"

   "It's okay if you can't take photos of life, but you can take photos of plants!"

   "It would be better if there are animals!"

   "Do you have an idea to write a novel? A novel about your life in Yunfu Mountain. If it is out, I will buy it immediately!"

  ……

  Mo Ling'er even turned green when she saw these private messages or comments.

  She didn’t expect that one day she would become popular because she was a villain and was exposed, and then other people’s fans would ask her to help live broadcast or film each other’s daily life.

  I really never expected it.

  However, the fake Mo Ling'er is still smart. No matter whose fans go to her Weibo, she feels that she can seize this opportunity to find a way to make a wave or increase her fans.

   Then, she took a picture of her own vegetables and posted it.

  I also attached a sentence saying that I was still growing vegetables in Yunfu Mountain, and it was about a week of growing vegetables.

   "Very good, trouble live broadcast!"

  "Thank you for taking pictures of the vegetables grown by Lord Rong, we are not interested in the vegetables you grow, we are only interested in the vegetables grown by Lord Rong!"

  Mo Linger:? ? ? ?

Isn't    all dishes?

  Aren’t all the vegetables grown here? What happened to the vegetables she grew? Is she discriminated against?

  Although she was complaining, she still took a few photos out.

  When Leng Rongrong passed by, she happened to see Mo Linger pouting her **** to take a photo, and then she posted the photo on Weibo.

  Rong Ye opened Weibo and took a look.

   Then I saw Mo Ling'er and said that this was the vegetable she personally grew and raised by herself.

"What kind of story are you making up?" Leng Rongrong's mouth twitched and looked at Mo Ling'er. "You don't know what is grass and what is vegetable? Also, I did not grow the vegetables in this vegetable field. ! I didn’t take hard work to raise these vegetables, the hard work is Huahua. Don’t deceive my fans!"

   Ye Rong's face became cold, and Mo Linger's scared mobile phone flew out.

  After that, Ye Rong directly used his account to comment below the one sent by Mo Linger.

  Then, fans fry the pot.

   "Catch a Lord Rong alive!"

   "Mom, Lord Rong is haunted, Lord Rong is actually here!"

   "Ah ah, although this is not a dish grown by Lord Rong, I am very happy that Lord Rong has appeared!"

  "It's rare, it's so rare. Lord Rong, post a little more Weibo, we really miss you so much! We are the worst fans on the Internet, and we must rely on others to learn about you!"

   "Although you have a Weibo, please take a look at Lord Rong. You have posted several Weibo so far. Let's see how others post Weibo? One daily, is it okay?"

  The fans cried and said that they were too wronged.

  Other people’s idols are as active as Gao Fang, and her own idol, who doesn’t know, thinks she has quit the entertainment circle.

  Leng Rongrong: "..."

   Seeing fans wailing all over the field, she thought about whether she should post more daily.

  However, she doesn’t have anything to post daily.

  So the fans said that they can post anything, as long as it is from Rong Ye.

  Seeing that her fans are miserable, fans said that she is their spiritual food, if she can post more Weibo, they will live happier.

  Then, Ye Rong said that he would try his best for the happiness of fans.

   "Can you not grab my job?" Mo Linger held her mobile phone and looked weakly at Leng Rongrong.

  The main reason is that she posted on Weibo. What else does she post? Who wouldn't look at her without looking at her?

  Rong Ye: "..."

  That night, when a group of people were sitting together eating dishes made by Mo Linger, a bodyguard at the foot of the mountain rushed up with a look of horror.

   "It's not good, it's not good!"

   "What's wrong!" Tang Luo glanced at the bodyguard who was taken aback, "I have been with Si Ye for so long, so why is he still so uncomfortable."

   "Cough." The bodyguard tried to calm down, "That's it, the foot of the mountain has come down, and there are more than a hundred Miss Linger."

  Leng Rongrong: "???"

   Fourth Master Mo: "???"

  The people who were eating seriously, collectively turned their heads, and looked at the bodyguard in sync with their movements, and their shock was no less than that of the bodyguard.

   "More than a hundred Miss Linger?" Leng Rongrong asked after hesitating for a moment.

   "They are all fake." The bodyguard report reported, "Said it was to see Lord Rong. Some people said they would come to form a group to sneak in the storm..."

  Leng Rongrong: "!!!"

   "What should I do?" the bodyguard asked.

   "Let them go home." Leng Rongrong said, "Really stay, fake home."

   "All are fake." The bodyguard said seriously.

  "……"

  The bodyguard then went down the mountain and told the fake spirits to tell the fans what Rong Ye said.

  Since these fans are very obedient, they heard that Rong Ye let them go home, and the fans went home obediently.

  A few bodyguards stood at the door, and said with lingering fear, "If so many Miss Linger, if they really attack our mountain, I am afraid we will not be able to hold it."

  "Fortunately, our wife’s fans are more qualified!"

   "Yes, our wife is hot again!"

   "Madam is too good!"

   "Hey, what is that white ball?"

  Several bodyguards suddenly saw a group of white objects, and then they all looked at the group of white objects curiously.

   "It looks like a little wolf pup!"

  A bodyguard rushed over, and then looked at the little wolf pup, "Hurry up and see, this little thing looks exactly like the storm!"

  Several bodyguards squatted on the ground and looked at the group of little wolf pups, and then looked around. The crowd had dispersed, leaving only one little wolf pup.

  A few minutes later, the bodyguard stood at the dining table again, holding a mass of nothing in his arms.

   "Did those spirits not leave?" Leng Rongrong looked at the bodyguard and asked.

   "No, they are all gone." The bodyguard raised the little white dumpling in his hand, "But we picked up a small animal...it looks exactly like the storm."

  Everyone collectively looked up at the bodyguard's hand.

After reading the little things in the hands of the bodyguards, Leng Rongrong and the others turned their heads to look at the storm again, saying "You are carrying us out to find a woman, and the children have been delivered to the door, you haven't confessed to us" .

  Storm: "???"

   "Storm, you can do it, when will the girlfriend you secretly find, the baby will be there!" Leng Rongrong looked at the storm.

  While torrential rain, crit, and Dabai stared at the storm at the same time, there was a slight dissatisfaction that was hidden.

  Storm: "Oh, oh, oh!"

  Storm shook his head frantically, it didn’t know this little wolf pup, it was still a single dog!

  (End of this chapter)