Chapter 8 Orphans
An Jin happily ended the broadcast.
Yan Qing, who had been watching silently from the side, was completely puzzled.
He observed An Jin's expression and realized that she was genuinely happy, so he asked, puzzled, "Ah Jin... is this really okay?"
As an observer, Yan Qing easily noticed the rudimentary tactics An Jin was using.
An Jin looked at Yan Qing, who called her A Jin, with a puzzled expression: "Why are you suddenly calling me that? It's so strange."
She didn't dodge Yan Qing's question and answered him directly: "Of course, no problem."
"Isn't that what live streaming is all about? Turning the fans' love into money."
An Jin's face was filled with a cold indifference, and her words carried a ruthless air of someone who had seen through the world: "I'm no different from other streamers, am I? The boss and I had a lot of fun. Besides, spending money to have fun is a matter of mutual consent. I didn't hold a gun to the boss's head and force him to send me gifts."
Yan Qing hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
An Jin didn't point a gun at her boss, but everyone in the live stream could understand the hidden meaning in her words.
Once the gifts stop, the relationship is over.
An Jin might not necessarily fawn over her boss if he sends her gifts, but if he doesn't, she'll definitely give him the cold shoulder.
She acts like this when playing games; the boss is in a hurry to log in and clear minions to farm resources, so he doesn't wait for her.
She's like a spoiled brat, always going against the boss. She either steals his sports car or refuses to give him skills, deliberately trying to kill him.
Unfortunately, the boss fell for this tactic. When he saw An Jin was angry, he would coax her gently and softly. In the following games, he would almost never leave before An Jin took over.
The viewers in the live stream called him a simp.
Yes, An Jin's 300 yuan video promotion was worthwhile; when she went live that night, quite a few people joined her live stream.
Some were not interested, while others were angered by An Jin and left.
Another group, for reasons unknown, stayed, swearing and following at the same time.
Yan Qing gently advised, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to ask for a gift so directly?"
An Jin said, "What's wrong with it? If they don't want the gift, they'll just give it to someone else. They might as well give it to me."
She always has a lot of fallacies, which she can successfully lead Yan Qing astray.
An Jin yawned and said to Yan Qing, "Qingqing~ let's not talk about this anymore, okay? I'm so sleepy, let's go to sleep."
Yan Qing's expression froze, and her heart pounded.
Sleeping together...
He felt his whole body burning just from hearing those four words.
"good......"
Yan Qing got up and left the study, absentmindedly following An Jin, almost following her into the guest room.
An Jin blocked the doorway and said to Yan Qing without any politeness, "Could you help me get the clothes on the balcony? I'm going to take a shower."
The guest bedroom has no balcony, and An Jin always felt that clothes dried in a dryer lacked soul, so even though Yan Qing's family had a dryer, she still preferred clothes that were air-dried.
Yan Qing awkwardly went to the balcony and took down An Jin's clean nightgown and underwear.
He touched the small piece of cloth, and a blush slowly spread across his face.
An Jin had already added the boss on WeChat, but Yan Qing still hadn't returned. Impatiently, she called out from the guest room door, which wasn't closed, "Yan Qing! Have you brought my clothes yet?"
Yan Qing blushed and handed the clothes to An Jin, standing there frozen until An Jin returned after taking a shower and impatiently rolled her eyes at him.
"What are you doing standing here? Aren't you going to help out at the hostel tomorrow? Go to sleep."
An Jin, still damp from the sweat, pushed Yan Qing away from her doorway.
After saying a perfunctory goodnight, he slammed the guest room door shut.
Yan Qing blushed, took a deep breath of the air that smelled of An Jin, and reluctantly looked away from the closed door before moving back to her room.
After taking a shower, An Jin wasn't in a hurry to go to sleep. She opened Tadpole's live stream backend and checked the gifts she had received that day over and over again.
Besides the "True Love Rose" and sports car gifted by [Visitor 7612], other viewers in the live stream also sent quite a few gifts here and there.
There were little hearts for 1 diamond each, and fan badges and flowers for 10 diamonds each. It looked like a long list of gifts, but in reality, it didn't even add up to five yuan.
An Jin hummed a tuneless little tune, opened the contact she had just added today, and sent a picture of her legs in a particularly manipulative way, along with a sweet and coquettish "goodnight." Only then did she close her eyes in peace and prepare to sleep.
She was a man in her past life, and although she has transmigrated into a woman in this life, manipulating a few men is a piece of cake for her.
An Jin smiled as she drifted off to sleep, enjoying a comfortable night's rest. When she opened her eyes again, it was already past nine in the morning.
She lay in bed, rubbed her eyes, and opened her phone to check unread messages.
[8:31] Yan Qing: The food is ready in the kitchen. Remember to heat it up when you get up. I'm going to work now.
[8:45] Yan Qing: Ah Jin, are you up?
[9:00] Yan Qing: Remember to eat breakfast.
An Jin took her phone to the kitchen and, sure enough, saw the breakfast left by Yan Qing.
She heated up her food, took pictures while eating, and sent them to Yan Qing.
[9:12] An'an can't sleep: Good morning, I'm up and eating breakfast. It's so delicious!
After sending the message, An Jin looked at the only two active contacts in her WeChat account.
[7:49] Visitor 7612: ......
[7:53] Visitor 7612: Good morning.
[8:07] Visitor 7612: Not up yet?
An Jin smiled, finished her meal, threw the dishes into the dishwasher, and then began to pay attention to the other person.
[9:35] An'an can't sleep: Good morning, good morning, 76-gege, I'm awake!
[9:35] An'an can't sleep: (Cat waving emoji)
[9:36] Visitor 7612: Why are you up so late?
[9:37] An An can't sleep: It feels so good to wake up naturally. Has brother had breakfast yet?
[9:37] Visitor 7612: I've already eaten...
[9:37] An'an can't sleep: Shall we play games this afternoon, brother? An'an will be live streaming this afternoon, will 76-gege come to watch me?
On the other end of the phone screen, 76 frowned, thinking to himself: She really is a gold digger.
Despite the criticism, we still have to play the game.
【9:38】Visitor 7612: Hit.
[9:40] An'an can't sleep: Okay~ Then An'an will wait for her brother to come play games together this afternoon~
76 waited a while, and seeing that An Jin didn't send any more messages, she anxiously sent a message asking: What time in the afternoon?
An Jin replied to him: Three o'clock brother.
76 finally felt his anxiety dissipate. He opened An Jin's clean Moments, which he had opened countless times that morning, and started a conversation with her: Why is your Moments so clean? Is it a secondary account?
An Jin said, half-jokingly: "It's not a secondary account, brother. An An is an orphan and has never used a smartphone before. This account was only created this month."
When 76 saw An Jin's reply, even though he knew that An Jin was probably just trying to gain sympathy by saying that she was an orphan, he still felt a little sorry for her.
He questioned the person in his hand: "Orphan?"
But in her heart, she felt that An Jin was telling the truth.
The reason is simple: An Jin's facial expression control is so bad it's like a pile of shit. If ten people could just glance at her face, they could pretty much know what she's thinking.
In addition, An Jin has a youthful face.
An Jin recalled her ID card and the address she found at the police station, and replied confidently: Yes, brother.
76 did not continue the conversation.
He was waiting to see what An Jin's true purpose was in playing the victim.
After all, yesterday An Jin's friend slot could sell for 100 yuan, so today's big news about the orphan must be worth at least 1,000 or 2,000 yuan.
76 made up his mind that he would accept any amount of money An Jin asked for as long as it was less than four figures.
Who knew that after An Jin finished talking about this, she turned around and went to pick out the clothes she would wear for the afternoon live broadcast.
LOL.
An Jin had no intention of playing the victim to make money. Of course she wanted to make money, but she would only do so in her live streams.
Having seen many of her peers who were sycophants get swindled out of money in her past life, An Jin vowed never to get involved in such trouble.
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