"Phew! I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
After coming to his senses, Ling Feng put away Qu Lingling's phone and said with a unhappy expression, "I was indeed unaware of Qu Lingling's attempt to obtain the Devil's Hand without permission! Don't worry, I will report this to the General Administration, and a special team will be dispatched to handle this matter."
Wen Xi blinked. "Why should I be worried? I'm just here to join in the fun. Now that there's nothing for me to do, I'll leave first."
"Okay!"
Ling Feng was no longer in the mood for small talk. When he thought about what was said in the text message, about Qu Lingling backstabbing her teammates from Team 2 and Team 3 in the ghost domain, he felt like there was a thorn in his throat. He couldn't wait to find Qu Lingling and ask her about it.
"Master, are we going back?"
Ma Yingbei yawned and had a sound sleep.
"Well, I'll be leaving soon."
Wen Xi looked at Xiao Changji, who was being bowed and apologized to by a bunch of employees, and walked towards him.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm going home."
Wen Xi spread his hands towards him, meaning "Where are the things?"
Xiao Changji's originally cold expression softened a little when he saw Wen Xi.
"This time, the incident at Changji Apartment was all thanks to Miss Wen. I will naturally give you the things, but I don't have the Devil's Hand with me this time. Why don't I wait until tomorrow and have the driver deliver it to you?"
"No, I'll go get it myself tomorrow. That thing is too evil. If something happens on the way, I'll be the one in trouble."
"Alright, I'll have the driver pick you up tomorrow and pick you up at the Xiao residence in person."
"good!"
After making an agreement with Xiao Changji, Wen Xi got on Ma Yingbei's car and went home.
After returning to the Wen family villa, Wen Xi went back to his room to take a nap.
After waking up, Wen Qingshan and Wen Qinglian had already returned. They had dinner together harmoniously. Then Wen Xi went back to the room and turned on the live broadcast equipment.
After logging into the platform, Wen Xi discovered that the account had more than three million followers. She hadn't logged in for a few days, but she didn't expect the number of followers to surge.
[Wow, anchor Wen finally showed up. It was so hard. I've been waiting for so long that the flowers are almost wilting.]
[Hurry up and upload the link, host. Or, can you open a few more hexagrams? Three hexagrams are not enough! ]
[Wife, wife! I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!]
[Anchor Wen hasn't been online in the past few days. Is he dealing with the last gossip from the last live broadcast? How's the matter with Princess Xixi going?]
…
A lot of viewers have flocked into the live broadcast room, and comments are constantly being posted.
Wen Xi said, "Princess Xixi's matter has been successfully resolved. It's inconvenient to disclose the details. Today is the same as usual. We will calculate three hexagrams and then end the broadcast."
Wen Xi posted the link, and it disappeared in seconds.
A netizen named 'Monkey Who Loves Bananas' grabbed the link.
Wen Xi clicked the connect button, and the other party answered the call after a while.
The camera flashed, and a decadent middle-aged man appeared on the screen. He was smoking a cigarette, puffing out clouds of smoke, and the big gold ring on his hand was eye-catching.
"Hello, anchor. I heard of your name, so I specially registered an account online."
The man put out his cigarette and said in a hoarse voice, "But you look so young, can you really help me calculate anything?"
Wen Xi studied his features and said calmly, "Lei Dajun, do you want me to help you find your son who has been missing for over ten years?"
Lei Dajun paused in throwing away the cigarette butt, the flesh on his face trembled, and he looked at Wen Xi on the screen in disbelief.
"You can actually calculate it? Then can you help me figure out where my son is now?"
Lei Dajun pursed his lips, feeling somewhat bewildered. He wiped the sweat from his palms and said, "Host, as long as you can figure out where my son is, I'll give you whatever money you want."
[Oh my god, he came here just to look for his son who's been missing for over a decade? If this anchor is so powerful, wouldn't all the parents of abducted children around the world come to him?]
[Of course Sister Wen can do it. Just wait and see.]
[Huh? How did this livestream become a hot topic on the Big Whale Live platform? And it's on the supernatural channel. Is it that popular? Let me take a look!]
[I bet the host can't figure it out. I bet a bag of spicy noodles!]
Wen Xi leaned back in his chair, shook his head and said, "It's not that I can't calculate it, I just don't want to calculate it for you."
Lei Dajun's expression froze, and he asked in confusion, "Why? I paid for it. Besides, I also got the link. Why don't you give me the credit?"
"You're a liar, aren't you? You're just trying to make money by telling fortunes accurately!"
Seeing her cold expression, Lei Dajun couldn't help but get angry and slammed the table, starting to slander her, "Look, this anchor you guys are promoting is a liar. I spent so much effort to get the link, and you won't even credit it. Will you refund me? If not, I'll report you!"
[What's going on? This is the first time I've seen Sister Wen not tell fortunes!]
Is the host really a scammer? I've always said that most of the supernatural live streams are just deceitful to gain traffic!
[No, I believe Sister Wen. She definitely has her own plans. It's not her fault, it's this guy named Lei Dajun who has the problem!]
[The above, don't be too obsessed with the anchor, or you'll get slapped in the face! ]
I saw the new viewers and fans in the live broadcast room starting to quarrel.
Wen Xi then sneered, "I just won't tell your fortune. Your child wasn't abducted. You deliberately murdered your own son and threw him into the sea. Now that you've found out you're infertile, you're still thinking of finding your son, whose life or death is unknown? Who gave you the face to do that?"
These words made Lei Dajun feel a chill behind his back.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Wen Xi with a look of surprise and doubt. His evasive eyes and panic-stricken and fearful expression spoke for themselves.
"You, what nonsense are you talking about? He's my own son. How could I possibly kill my own son? Are you crazy? You're not only a liar, you're also a lunatic!"
Lei Dajun roared angrily and kept slamming the table, trying to hide his nervousness.
[Oh my god! What a shocking revelation! Is this guy a murder suspect? Did he kill his own son?]
[Pushed into the sea more than a decade ago? I seem to have some recollection of it happening on our beach. But wasn't the father crying and blaming himself?]
[Sir, please stop talking nonsense. I've already recorded the screen. Be careful not to get arrested!]
"Whether I said anything wrong or not, you know it in your heart. Back then, you wanted to be on the rich list, and when you heard that she couldn't accept that you had a child, you took the child out to sea to play in order to pay off your gambling debts, and pushed the child into the sea in a fit of rage."
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