Princess Qiao's dog [...]

Live broadcast room.

This is so tragic, oh my god.

It's unbearable to look at.

[The most tragic drama of the year.]

I vaguely heard a dog whimpering.

[Bro, I told you long ago, if I had 50 V-level friends, I'd still call you daddy. But you spent money on female streamers, and they still look down on you.]

Princess Qiao's dog: [Why? I don't understand. Haven't I been good to you? I've given you as many gifts as you want; I've given you everything.]

"Because you're a poor bastard, don't think I didn't see it. Look at your stupid pig-like appearance, all those luxury cars and luxury goods you used to flaunt, I could tell at a glance they were fake or rented. I knew you were just pretending to be rich. You think you're good enough for me?" Princess Qiao sneered.

It's obvious from her voice that she's come clean; she's no longer playing coy. This is her true self.

All that gentleness before was just a pretense for money.

Inside a rented room.

The middle-aged man lifted the computer screen high and smashed it on the ground, then stomped on it hard, venting his dissatisfaction.

"You're lying to me, you're lying to me. I've lost everything, I have nothing left."

As his strength gradually drained away, the man choked back sobs and collapsed to the ground. Only the occasional slight twitching of his body indicated that he was still alive.

Currently in the live stream room.

The situation has become clear.

Princess Joe clearly engaged in deceiving and fooling the audience.

"That's all for today's live stream. I'm not feeling well. See you tomorrow," Princess Qiao said coldly.

"Wait, did I say you can leave now?" Lin Xiaozhe looked at Princess Qiao with a teasing smile.