"They're in, they're in."

"Little Pear's live stream was right on time today!"

"How many divinations is Wen Li planning to do today? Last month she did ten divinations and randomly identified two murderers and three scumbags. Now it seems like the entire police force is paying attention to Wen Li."

"Haha, didn't you guys see that most of the accounts on the donation leaderboard are either fans or official police accounts? I heard that Wen Li refused to accept money, so she used this method to donate back."

"The top-ranked person was almost overtaken by the second-ranked person last month, but luckily the top-ranked person is rich and immediately regained the top spot."

"No, am I the only one curious about who the top-ranked player is?"

"??? Upstairs, are you kidding me? You don't even know who the top fan is? That's Wen Li's husband!"

"ah?"

"Hahaha, there are actually people who don't know that the top-ranked user's ID is 'Kiss My Wife,' who else could it be but Huo Yinghuai?"

"New fan, waiting for the streamer."

...

The live stream was packed with people; in the blink of an eye, the number of viewers reached three million, and many more were still flocking to the live stream.

Wen Li hasn't appeared in the live stream yet; you can only hear footsteps in the video, as if she's preparing something.

A moment later, Wen Li walked over in a pair of fluffy slippers, followed by Huo Yinghuai in a casual suit, carrying two fruit platters in his hands.

As soon as Wen Li sat down, Huo Yinghuai placed the fruit plate on the table and said in a low voice, "Wife, you go ahead and work. I'll work next to you without disturbing you. Just call me if you need anything."

After Huo Yinghuai finished speaking, he glanced at the live broadcast as if he were not paying attention.

Viewers in the live stream: ...

They are neither deaf nor blind; they can hear and see.

Everyone's just used to it.

Since marrying Wen Li, Huo Yinghuai has discovered that Wen Li has quite a few male fans. There are always some crazy people in the world who insist on their own ideas. Some time ago, a rich second-generation male fan even publicly expressed his love for her online. Not only that, but he also somehow found Huo Yinghuai's villa, where Jiang Wen Li blocked the door.

Of course, the male fan was beaten badly by Wen Li. Instead of being taken to the hospital, Huo Yinghuai threw him into the police station, where he is now in prison and has not been released yet.

From then on, Huo Yinghuai would act like this whenever Wen Li did a live stream.

Netizens were left speechless, both amused and exasperated.

If a celebrity gets married, people might mock the celebrity's spouse, especially someone like Wen Li, who is considered to be getting married early in this day and age, so the mockery might be even more intense.

However, Huo Yinghuai himself was outstanding, and he was always by Wen Li's side whenever they went out. No matter who wanted to take pictures of the two being at odds, the result was always Huo Yinghuai gazing tenderly at Wen Li.

The two didn't have a dramatic love story, but among celebrity couples, they are considered a well-known and admired pair.

Now that Huo Yinghuai has said this, his fans are laughing all the way.

"Mr. Huo, we know Xiaolizi is yours, but I'm going to take her from you!"

"Little Pear belongs to all of us!"

"Little Pear is your wife, and I am Little Pear's wife. I'm not here to break you up; I'm here to join you."

"Apply to join +1"

Wen Li couldn't help but laugh when she saw the rapidly flashing comments.

She nodded to Huo Yinghuai and then spoke to the screen: "I don't have much work lately, so I can do fortune telling for everyone for free."

Wenli's divination is free; as long as you can connect to the microphone, you can have your fortune told for free.

Although Wen Li's divinations are mostly about murderers or scumbags, many people still want to have their fortunes told.

The first person to connect was a mother in her thirties. She sounded anxious and immediately said, "Hello, I would like to ask you to tell me where my daughter is."

Wen Li nodded, her voice gentle: "Please don't rush, please speak slowly."

The young mother said, "My daughter was playing in the village this morning, but she didn't come back by noon. The whole village has been looking for her, but we still haven't found her. Could you please help me figure out where my daughter is?"

"Oh my god, my daughter is so young, how can I let her go out to play alone?"

"Why aren't you keeping a close eye on the children?"

"Was she abducted by human traffickers, or fell into a well? After all, many wells in rural areas used to be dug by hand."

The young mother shook her head and said, "No, we originally lived in the city. Next month is the Chinese New Year, and my husband wanted to take the child out for the New Year. There are many children in the village, and she is already eight years old, which is a time when she is very playful. It is impossible for human traffickers to kidnap a child with memories. I was also wondering if she had fallen somewhere, but we searched several kilometers around and there was no trace of her!"

The two were connected via video call. Wen Li glanced at Wen Li's face and asked, "You're probably not the child's biological mother, are you?"

The young mother was taken aback, then nodded hesitantly: "Yes, I am not the child's biological mother. Her mother died during childbirth, and I am her stepmother. My husband and I are extremely worried!"

Wen Li suddenly chuckled: "Don't you know best where she is?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" The young mother's face suddenly stiffened.

Wen Li spoke up: "Your gaze is upward, your eyes are glazed and lifeless, your cheekbones are thin, and most importantly, didn't you notice that there's a little girl of about eight or nine years old hanging behind you?"

The young mother was stunned, instantly bewildered, and hurriedly said, "What, what are you saying? I can't hear you!"

Wen Li tilted her head: "She was sitting on your shoulder. Didn't you notice that you were walking a little heavier than usual? The little girl was wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket, with two pigtails that her father had tied for her this morning, and she was bleeding from all seven orifices..."

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