Chapter 14: The Understated Love of a Father – How Many Can Understand It?

Thank you everyone for the gifts.

"Thank you, Xiaoxiao, Fenwu Yaoji, and Moxue..."

Wang Yueheng looked at the netizens who sent gifts with large amounts in the background and thanked them by name.

"Yue Hengjia - Mo Xue, are you there? I'll add you on WeChat in a private message later."

"Please remember to give gifts within your means, and don't let them affect your own life!"

Wang Yueheng discovered that 100,000 yuan of these donations came from a devoted fan named "Mo Xue".

Previously, this female fan also dominated the leaderboard in Wang Yueheng's live stream.

But usually, the most I'd tip is one or two thousand yuan.

I never expected that he would spend 100,000 so quickly today!

Wang Yueheng was somewhat bewildered.

At the same time, he was also somewhat worried.

With such a large donation, won't there be any problems?

It would be troublesome if a minor were to secretly use their parents' bank cards or embezzle public funds.

Therefore, Wang Yueheng decided to add a friend named "Mo Xue" later to get to know her privately.

What if it really is an illegitimate source of funds?

He would contact Douyin's official support immediately to return the money he hadn't received yet, refusing to take on this hot potato.

"Okay, Brother Xiao Heng, here's all my allowance for the week~ /playful/"

"Yue Hengjia-Mo Xue", who had spent 100,000 yuan on gifts, responded with a comment.

"Wow, 100,000 yuan a week in allowance?!"

"Listen to this! What kind of talk is this?!"

"Does the girl need another 'simp'? I'm a master at it!"

"How do you know he's a woman? He might be a 70-year-old man."

"Then I can lick it too!"

"Can you really throw away even the most basic human decency for money? I certainly can!"...

Upon hearing the comments made by this wealthy man named "Mo Xue" in Versailles, the live stream chat went even more crazy.

"hehe…"

Looking at the strange comments in the live chat, Wang Yueheng could only smile wryly.

This generation of viewers is really hard to manage.

"What song will you be singing and playing next...?"

The number of viewers in the live stream was now approaching 70,000.

Wang Yueheng was trying hard to think of what song to sing next to keep the live stream popular.

After all, live streaming donations are much more lucrative than busking in real life...

"Brother Xiaoheng, my dad's birthday is in a few days. Can I dedicate a song to him?"

"He was so afraid I lacked something that he gave me so much, but I actually lacked nothing. All I wanted was for him to spend quality time with me, but he was always too busy..."

"I want to give him a birthday present, but I haven't decided what to get him yet. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Yue Hengjia-Mo Xue", who had just finished sending rocket gifts, suddenly asked in the live chat.

"What? Dad's birthday is in a few days?"

Please wish my father-in-law a happy birthday for me!

"How about singing 'Thank You for Father's Love'? That song fits the requirements."

"Please, that's a song for kindergarteners, okay? You want 70,000 people to listen to a live streamer singing children's songs online??"

"The host is so talented, why don't you compose a song right here on the spot!"

...The style of the live stream chat changed instantly.

"To wish you a happy birthday, Uncle, I'll sing a song..."

Wang Yueheng was about to mention the name of a song that praises fatherly love.

Just then.

He suddenly peeked through the gaps in the crowd and saw a middle-aged man in mud-splattered overalls not far away, something falling out of his backpack.

Several mischievous children who were playing in the square also noticed.