Should I answer, or not?
The thought of her posts on social media seemed to have exposed her true identity as a fake socialite.
Answering that question will likely result in some humiliation.
"Why don't we just delete it?"
Chen Momo bit her lip. She had already lost 100,000 yuan and didn't want to lose her last bit of dignity.
"How about I ask him if he can return the 100,000 yuan gift money to me?"
After thinking it over, Chen Momo realized that since things had come to this point, saving face was not as important as being free of debt.
Let's get the money back. He's such a big streamer, he should be easy to talk to.
"I'm here... um, I was wondering if you could return the money for my gift? I took out a loan of 100,000 yuan to give it to you. I admit I'm not some socialite; I'm just someone who lives in an old, run-down neighborhood..."
She frantically typed in the input box, and just as she was about to click send, Lin Xiaozhe transferred 100,000 yuan directly to her.
Chen Momo: "......"
Chen Momo deleted all the words she had typed and sent a question mark.
"We're all friends, so please don't send gifts to my live stream anymore. They deduct 15% for bullfighting, which isn't worth it, haha. If you really want to send a gift, just transfer it via WeChat."
"By the way, I saw you said your high heels are rubbing your feet. What size shoes do you wear? I'll buy you a few pairs online," Lin Xiaozhe said casually.
Chen Momo was overjoyed.
Is that all?
That's too easy.
Sure enough, losers who like playing video games are easy to fool.
But she pretended to decline, saying, "No need, size 37, my feet are small. Actually, it's always best to try on shoes in a store..."
"Okay, let me see if you have a service where they come to your home to let you try on shoes."
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