I'll Stop Streaming When I Earn 2000, But the Top Donor Got Anxious

I started live streaming purely to earn enough money to move out of my family's house. My goal was simple: make 2000 yuan, then quit.

However, the top donor, Mr. Fu, seemed to develop a h...

Chapter 246 I Don’t Think It’s Enough

Chapter 246 I Don’t Think It’s Enough

Song Qihua heard that Song Chengen hadn't spoken for a long time. He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Did you hear me talking to you?"

Song Chengen came back to his senses, his heart beating fast: "Why, why do I suddenly want to do a paternity test with my grandmother?"

"I told you to come back and do it, so just do it. Why so much nonsense!"

Song Qihua was so anxious that he didn't have the patience to explain so much to Song Chengen. He just wanted to see the results as soon as possible!

After hanging up the phone, he raised his head and his eyes fell on the thin Song Meng opposite him.

If Song Meng was really his wife's child, and Song Meng was seriously ill at this time, how could he bear to torture Song Meng again!

Therefore, Song Chengen must be asked to undergo paternity testing.

The results produced by Song Chengen speak for themselves!

But Song Chengen didn't dare to come back for identification.

Not only did Song Cheng'enren not come back, he was also looking for connections everywhere.

Zhou Jiuer walked over to Song Chengen in a bikini and sat down opposite him, but Song Chengen ignored her.

The main reason was that she had never been treated like this when she secretly met and dated any of the big brothers on the list.

Thinking back to those big brothers on the list, every one of them was begging to meet her, and when they met, they wished their eyes were glued to her.

There is only this Song Chengen.

Now he doesn't even look at her.

How could she be willing to do that?

Zhou Jiuer combed her long hair, a gentle smile in her eyes: "What are you busy with?"

Song Chengen didn't even raise his head, and said in an irritable tone: "I'm busy. Don't talk to me!"

Zhou Jiuer's face suddenly turned pale, and she stood up and left.

She has a lot of rich second-generations like this. Instead of trying to coax Song Chengen, she might as well coax Gu Chenyi and Young Master Qin back!

Gu Chenyi and Young Master Qin's appearance and temperament are many times better than Song Chengen's!

If it weren't for the fact that Song Chengen was the son of the richest man in Jiang Province, she wouldn't bother to create a topic with him!

Do you think anyone can like her?

At this time, Song Chengen was looking for someone in his friend list to see if there was anyone reliable in the hospital who could help him make a fake one.

As they were searching, someone told Young Master Qin about it.

Qin Nanzhou looked at the screenshot that the other party had taken. Song Chengen was asking if he could help to make a fake identification result. He sneered and showed the content on the phone to Song Qihua.

Song Qihua was furious. He quickly called Song Chengen to ask if it was true, but Song Chengen didn't answer the phone at all.

At first, Song Qihua thought that Song Chengen’s signal was bad again.

But Qin Nanzhou called Song Chengen on his cell phone, and soon Song Chengen answered the phone. Only Song Qihua's call remained unanswered.

Song Qihua gnashed his teeth in hatred: "How dare this damned brat not answer my call!"

Not only was Song Qihua angry, but even Lin Beibei, as a bystander, couldn't stand it anymore!

So shameless!

He took away everything that others should have and enjoyed it for more than twenty years.

As a result, Song Meng, the real prince who should have been enjoying himself at home, fell seriously ill outside. Not only did he not have anyone to take care of him, he didn't even have the ability to hire an expert.

He had no family to encourage him, so it's no wonder he never held out hope of living.

Without any worries, how can you have the motivation to live?

Hua Jiunong, the only person Song Meng could care about, only wanted to cheat him out of his medical treatment money...

Thanks to Gu Chenyi who helped him contact experts, Zhou Yu's donation, and Young Master Qin's help.

I hope Song Meng can live a good life as soon as possible.

However, Song Meng himself was not very angry. He was just a little worried. If his operation was unsuccessful, would the Song family's property return to Song Chengen?

Qin Nanzhou sat back on the sofa, watching Song Qihua's anger. He said slowly, "You should believe Song Meng this time, right?"

Song Qihua really didn't want to believe it, but all the signs indicated that Song Chengen was hiding something!

But Song Qihua still didn't give up: "I must investigate this matter thoroughly!"

He must not let his son be kicked out again!

Song Qihua called his secretary and said, "No matter where Song Chengen is now, tell him to get back here. If he dares to resist, I will tie him up and bring him back!"

He must see the identification results with his own eyes!

"You guys stay here tonight. When Song Chengen comes back, I will definitely give you..." Song Qihua set his eyes on Song Meng, "a result for you."

Song Meng said without any emotion, "There's no need to stay. Let me know when the results come out. I can't leave the hospital for too long in my condition now."

Even if he doesn't need to go back to the hospital.

He also doesn't want to stay in this disgusting house!

There was no one he could look at.

He now wants to fight for the Song family's property. Even if he donates it all in the end, he will not leave a penny for the living people in the Song family!

Qin Nanzhou was not used to living in someone else's house.

Song Qihua tried to persuade him to stay, but Song Meng took Lin Beibei away directly.

Qin Nanzhou watched the two people leave, then stood up and followed them.

Lin Beibei got on the car first.

Song Meng stood outside the car, turned around and looked at Qin Nanzhou who was following behind him and said, "Even if you helped me, I wouldn't be at ease leaving Lin Beibei to you.

But I can repay you in other ways, such as the Song family's things. You can take whatever you like. I'm not interested at all."

Qin Nanzhou's deep peach blossom eyes curved up, and he patted Song Meng's shoulder and said good-naturedly: "Your father hasn't said he'll give you everything yet. Wait until you get everything and recover your health before we talk. I'll be waiting for you."

Song Meng was slightly startled.

Then he smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to that day too."

Lin Beibei watched the two people standing outside the car chatting. They hadn't gotten in the car for a long time, but they seemed to be getting along surprisingly well. She poked her head out and asked curiously, "What are you talking about? Is there something I can't listen to?"

Song Meng smiled and leaned over to get in the car: "Nothing."

When Lin Beibei returned to Beijing, the first thing he did was to send Song Meng back to the hospital.

She went to dinner with Qin Nanzhou.

In the restaurant, Lin Beibei looked at Qin Nanzhou who was sitting opposite her: "You have been helping me recently, thank you."

Qin Nanzhou smiled calmly: "Nothing, I just want to repay a favor."

"That's enough."

If she continued to repay Qin Nanzhou's favor, she wouldn't know how to repay him.

Qin Nanzhou heard Lin Beibei say the word "enough".

The smile on his face froze instantly.

What does "enough" mean? Do you not want him to help you anymore?

He didn't know why he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Ever since he recognized the wrong anchor, he has become accustomed to watching Beibei's live broadcast.

Including now.

He is also used to getting along with Beibei.

Although I felt guilty and wanted to make amends and repay my gratitude during our previous time together.

But he didn't know when it started, but he was attracted to Lin Beibei.

Whether it was creating a show effect in the live broadcast room, or helping Song Meng for free offline, or no matter how much money he spent, she still had her own ideas and would not develop the mentality of clinging to him to please him...

It made him feel that the girl who had helped him seemed better than he had imagined and more interesting than the girls he had met.

He didn't know what motivated him, but he suddenly said involuntarily: "I don't think it's enough..."