Cen Juan was lying on the sofa, playing games lazily.

After a fierce fight, a big "defeat" came into view on the screen. He let out a soft "tsk" and simply turned off his phone so that he wouldn't be bothered.

He would never admit that it was his fault.

Cen Juan has an unhealthy lifestyle.

The skin is also cold and white from not seeing the sun for many years.

He put on a coat and went out to eat. When passing by the flower bed, Cen Juan paused and took a few steps back. He raised his fingers to press down his sunglasses, revealing a pair of lazy eyes.

The girl sat on the edge of the flower bed with her hands clasped around her knees. There were two undried tear marks on her face. She looked like no one wanted her and looked very pitiful.

Cen Juan is definitely not a nosy person.

But he is obsessed with looks.

And the girl in front of me.

Tsk.

Everything about it really suits his aesthetic taste.

Love at first sight is a glorified way of saying "lust at first sight," but Cen Juan still felt that he fell in love with her at first sight, even though he didn't even know her name.

"What's your name?"

Cen Juan squatted down with his wrists on his knees, his tone still lazy and not very serious.

If it were any other man, he would probably be regarded as some yellow-haired thug with ulterior motives, but on Cen Juan, he is indescribably handsome and has an inexplicable ruffian air.

Pan Shu glanced at him slowly, "Pan Shu."

"Which two words do they correspond to?" Cen Juan raised his eyebrows and met Pan Shu's speechless gaze. He curled his lips and said, "Sorry, I don't know how to read."

Pan Shu: “…”

"Pan is the boatman Ban, and Shu is the girl Zhu Shu."

Cen Juan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay, I'll remember that."

"Why are you so dirty? Don't you have a home?" Cen Juan asked sincerely, "Why don't you come home with me?"

Pan Shu thought for a while and nodded, "Yes, okay."

In the evening, Cen Juan will do a live broadcast as usual.

When signing contracts, MOP anchors have requirements for the length and frequency of live broadcasts.

For top anchors like Cen Juan, although the restrictions on him in the contract have been relaxed a bit, the rigid requirements such as the length and frequency of live broadcasts cannot be changed at will.

He found a recently popular TV series for Panshu, washed some fruit for her, put the snacks aside, and told Panshu, "I'm going to broadcast live soon. You stay here alone for now and don't make any trouble."

"I know, I'm not a child."

Panshu responded.

Cen Juan was still a little worried, so he was careful and left the door open so that he could clearly hear what was happening in the living room.

[Is it possible that even Juanshen likes to watch this TV series?!]

【A large-scale collapse of bking’s character. 】

[Hahaha, I can already imagine the tired god crying his eyes out! ]

Cen Juan paused, hesitantly asking, "What is this TV series about?"

How can it make people cry...

His heart tightened.

If Pan Shu cried, he really wouldn't be able to comfort her. Cen Juan had zero experience with girls, not to mention that he had secretly brought Pan Shu home.

Cen Juan felt that he had brought trouble upon himself.

After reading the fan's explanation, Cen Juan scoffed, "To dig out the heart and kidneys for such a piece of trash, I'm afraid you must be crazy."

He said this, but he still ran to the living room immediately, only to see Pan Shu lying leisurely on the sofa, crunching potato chips, looking extremely amused.

"...Why aren't you crying?" Cen Juan felt that something was wrong with the style of the painting.

"Huh?" Pan Shu was puzzled. "Why should I cry? Isn't this a comedy?"

Cen Juan: “…It’s okay.”

Back in the live broadcast room, Cen Juan saw that the barrage was constantly brushing against an anchor named "Qiao Qiao".

He frowned and said, "Don't mention other anchors in my live broadcast room."

【Qiao Qiao’s voice is really nice! 】

【Listen carefully, you might fall in love with it! 】

【Ahhh Qiao Qiao's voice is truly divine. Those who don't get it are in trouble. 】

Cen Juan couldn't resist them, so he typed the name Qiao Qiao into the search bar, picked a random one, listened for a few seconds, and closed it. He felt that the voice was a little familiar, but he didn't care. "That's it."

He curled his lips, "Maybe I'm obsessed with looks."

"Are you live streaming?"

"Um."

"So you don't like Qiao Qiao?"

"dislike……"

Cen Juan was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses and stared at Pan Shu who appeared from behind him with a half-smile, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the living room and don't make trouble?"

Pan Shu felt wronged: "I didn't make any trouble."

“…”

Cen Juan took a deep breath and told himself to stay calm.

When netizens in Cen Juan’s live broadcast room suddenly saw Pan Shu’s face, they were stunned for a few seconds and then turned into screaming chickens.

[Ahhhh——Where did this fairy come from!!!]

【I want all her information in three minutes! 】

[Is this Juanshen's girlfriend? Can I say Juanshen is not worthy of this young lady? Look at me, young lady!]

Cen Juan said expressionlessly, "Do you think this is a matchmaking platform?"

Pan Shu also glanced at the comments and said, "Your fans are so cute."

The barrage was silent for a few seconds.

A few scattered comments flew by: [Do you think... this voice... sounds a little? Familiar?]

【Qiao Qiao ah ah ah, my destined wife! 】

[The voice sounds like Qiao Qiao.]

Pan Shu curled her lips slightly, her voice thin and soft, "Qiao Qiao? That's me."

Cen Juan was completely dumbfounded.

He turned off the live broadcast and looked at her expressionlessly, "What are you trying to do? To hype yourself up? To ride on the popularity?"

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