Xingzi’s question was also of concern to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Under everyone's gaze, Mianmian shook her head: "No, no, your son is your own, and has nothing to do with him."

This answer made the audience in the live broadcast room even more confused. How could someone give birth to a child on their own?

But Xingzi suddenly realized: "Oh, oh, oh! I understand, I understand! I understand! Before I met him, I never thought about getting married. The money I earned was enough for me to live alone. I thought about going to the sperm bank to select sperm and then having a child myself. So this is how my son came about. It has nothing to do with men."

[Miss, you want to have a baby alone? You are so brave.] [Miss, would you like to go on a blind date with me? I think I am OK.] [Raising a child by yourself is so hard. Will you regret it in the future?] Xingzi saw everyone's comments and smiled: "What should I regret? I will not regret any decision I make because I have money. I can hire the best confinement nanny to take care of me. Okay, okay, thank you for clearing up my doubts, otherwise I might be deceived by him for a long time. Bye, aunt."

Mianmian also waved goodbye to Xingzi, and then quickly picked the third destined person.

During the drawing process, the audience's topic shifted from Xingzi to the fox demon who was more than 3,000 years old.

[Although we agreed not to discuss this directly, I still want to ask how there can be a fox demon that is more than 3,000 years old? How powerful must it be?] [That’s right, I can’t tell whether it was Hu Yaoyao or Hu Yingying before, so it must be a fox demon, right?] [I’m the only one wondering, if Sister Xingzi just now was originally supporting a male college student, does that prove that some old demons are actually around us?] Following this netizen’s sigh, netizens quickly created a related topic #What to do if your friend is a demon#, and expressed their various suspicions about their friends in it.

Others said that in order to test whether his friends were monsters, he came up with all kinds of tricks.

At the same time, a man standing on top of an iron tower was also browsing his phone.

Noticing the new hot topic on Weibo, his beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows slightly frowned, and his delicate face instantly became pitiful.

"Why is it still like this? Are you going to let the monsters have an easy life? I have no interest in those fights, but if everyone knew of my existence, things would still become boring."

The man's voice is very distinctive, the kind of delicate voice that makes your bones go weak when you hear it.

He was thinking about which city to visit next and how to deal with these mortals who were caught up in the craze of searching for monsters, when he suddenly thought of something more interesting, and the smile on the corner of his lips immediately became somewhat proud.

In Mianmian’s live broadcast room, the third destined person was just picked out at this moment.

The id of the destined person is "夕阳红". After giving the reward, the live broadcast connection was connected. The person who appeared in front of everyone turned out to be an old man.

The old man smiled and said, "My dear aunt, I am your loyal fan. I see that it is popular among young people to calculate marriages. Can you help me calculate whether the old lady next door and I can become a couple?"

It was also the first time that Mianmian saw such an old fan. She looked at the old man's face and calculated with her little hands for a long time. Originally, her little face was very relaxed, but after calculating, she looked at the old man several times, and the smile on her face disappeared.

The old man was old, but he had cultivated his ability to read people's faces all his life, so he naturally realized that Mianmian had figured out the problem.

The smile on his face also disappeared, and he asked awkwardly: "Little aunt, what did you figure out? Just tell me directly."

Mianmian found it a little difficult to say.

Everything she calculated could be written into a storybook. In my mother's words, it was a melodramatic life drama, the kind of plot that would shock anyone who read it.

This was too difficult for her, a little girl less than four years old, to say.

However, she still has to tell the truth to the right person, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

"Grandpa, your spouse and that of the old lady next door are both dead, right?"

The old man nodded, indicating that it was true. He was very anxious, so he asked: "Hey my little aunt, please don't keep me in suspense. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I can handle it."

Mianmian raised her hand and drew a spiritual talisman, then placed it on the old man, and said, "Grandpa, you have a quick-acting heart pill at home, right? Go get the pill and prepare to take it, then Mianmian can talk."

The old man's face became even uglier. What could be so serious that he had to take a quick-acting heart-saving pill? Was this matter related to his and his neighbor's old lady's deceased spouse?

[Oh my god, my imagination has been blown away by my aunt's emphasis.] [Me too, me too, I've already anticipated how ridiculous it will be.] [Don't be like that, maybe we are wrong and our imagination is too big?] On the screen, everyone said basically the same thing.

While they were playing charades, the old man had already brought the quick-acting heart-saving pills to the table. The gloomy old man took the pills in his hand and urged: "Little aunt, I'm ready, please tell me, what's going on?"

Mianmian saw that he was indeed prepared, and then she began to talk about what she had calculated.

"That's right. Actually, your wife and her wife gave birth to a child, your son now."

As soon as Mianmian said this, there was a thud outside the door, as if a cell phone had fallen to the ground.

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The old man's face instantly turned red, and he opened his mouth to speak but didn't know what to say. After a long while, he finally swallowed the quick-acting heart-saving pill under the constant reminder.

After taking the pills, the old man looked much better. He gasped for breath and asked in a hoarse voice: "Mu Hongkang, you are outside, right? Come in here and die."

After a while, a middle-aged man appeared in front of the camera.

He also had a pale face. After calling "Dad", he lowered his head and dared not speak again.

The old man pointed at Mu Hongkang and said, "You, do you know about this? Do you know that you are the son of the old man next door?"

Mu Hongkang hurriedly shook his head and explained quickly: "Dad, how would I know this? You and I are father and son, how could I know that I am the son of Lao Luo next door?"

As he spoke, his voice began to become tearful. He glanced at Mianmian on the screen and tears began to fall.

It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but only when they are heartbroken.

Mu Hongkang was extremely sad at this moment.

His father's hair is already grey, he is not young anymore, and his son is already in college. Halfway through life, suddenly being told that the father you have called for half your life is not your biological father, who can hold back tears?