"Hmm, the cake turned out really well today. It's bouncy and delicious, and the cream is very fragrant and sweet. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given it to you; you can keep it for yourself."
"Ahhhh, streamer, no!"
We were wrong.
"The streamer is an angel."
"No, Archangel."
"Archangel."
"Get out of the way, the streamer is mine."
A profile picture suddenly came into Ning Hongze's view.
Looking at the old man's portrait, Ning Hong's heart skipped a beat.
A line of donations scrolled across the screen.
I am an old man who donated a submarine.
I am an old man who donated a submarine.
I am an old man who donated a submarine.
Wow, a tycoon has appeared.
"What a tycoon."
The live stream chat exploded.
Ning Hong looked at the profile picture and couldn't help but smile.
Great, the big fish he wanted has taken the bait.
This person, who claims to be an elderly person, makes no attempt to conceal their identity and uses their own photo as their profile picture.
The photo bears a resemblance to the ginger tea in his room.
The person in the photo just looks a bit more masculine.
This person must be Acha's family member, his future relative.
Well, maybe he mistook me for someone else, but regardless, just because he was so generous and had that profile picture, Ning Hong decided to give him one too.
Please leave your address if you are an elderly person.
"OP, it's me, and me too."
Upon seeing Ning Hong's choice, a flurry of donations ensued.
"Luckily, I live near the coffee shop, so I can go there first thing every morning."
"Hey upstairs, how about we chat privately?"
"Do you need a girlfriend to live with?"
"No, a boyfriend is better."
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