After a Contractual Marriage, Little Taotie Went Viral!-Chapter 270 - 264: Spoiling the Fans

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Chapter 270: Chapter 264: Spoiling the Fans

[You all are not being fair. Although this director is not acting like a person, we still need to remain decent. So, why did the director have to add that it was biological?]

[Trying to cover up the truth?]

[You’re being so sarcastic! You’ve taken all the bamboo shoots from the mountain! So, is it biological?]

[Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter. I wonder if the director will regret adding that line after seeing the comments!!]

Whether the director regrets it or not is unknown, but his expression wasn’t pleasant when he heard Qin Yun’s remark.

However, in the end, everyone bent a finger, because none of these single folks even have a partner, let alone a two-year-old daughter.

The only married couple hasn’t succeeded yet.

Pei Yan, thinking about this, felt a bit resentful and messed with Qin Yun’s palm.

If it weren’t for this show, it might have happened!!

Qin Yun, perhaps feeling guilty or thinking that having a kid might be fun, didn’t resist Pei Yan’s actions, but her ears visibly turned red.

"Mr. Pei? What are you thinking? It’s your turn." Wang Sirui reminded when Pei Yan remained silent for quite a while.

"Thinking about what to say." Pei Yan replied nonchalantly.

Pei Yan: "I have sixty million fans."

Everyone: "..."

The live audience, with at most a little over ten million fans: Okay, big shot.

But Pei Yan’s fans in the live broadcast room were quite satisfied, it was practically a celebration for them.

[In my brother’s sixty million fans, there’s my small strength. Standing tall and proud.]

[Ahhh, I never thought my name would come out of my brother’s mouth one day!!]

[Brother is pampering fans today!!]

[For this one sentence, I’ll never unfollow in this lifetime!! I must be among those sixty million fans!]

Qin Yun thought for a moment, "I have a huge Taotie wood carving."

This inevitably made Pei Yan think of the little Taotie wood carving Qin Yun had given him, made by the same craftsman.

Because he promised Qin Yun he’d carry it with him, he still keeps it in his bag.

The fans who watched the previous show also thought about it.

[I remember that wood carving, I wondered why others carved Pixiu for their homes, but Yunyun carved a Taotie... But I still remember Yunyun saying the Taotie would also protect those who adore her. I’m guilty! I’m going to order one for home now!!]

[Only kids make choices; I’m different, I want both! I want Pixiu and Taotie! Hahaha...]

[Let’s go, everyone get one! Next time we see Yunyun offline, we can exchange secret codes. doge]

But others, well, they didn’t think about that.

Before Qin Yun, almost no one wore Taotie, they mostly carried Pixiu.

But after this, many people might start wearing Taotie.

Yang Leqi glanced at the director, Qin Hao and Chen Yao, each with only one finger left, her eyebrows arched with an adorable smile, "I’m in the six-member team group chat."

"I’m also in the group." Wang Sirui grinned smugly.

"Me too." Qin Hao immediately responded, with only one finger left, he wouldn’t be knocked out.

The director suddenly realized, glancing at the others, they were waiting for him.

Such obvious targeting, if it were someone else, they might not dare to be so direct, fearing to offend the director.

But it was Yang Leqi, who wasn’t afraid, so she dared to clearly exclude the director.

[Although I don’t want to admit it, the girl has changed, become strong! She actually outsmarted the director!]

[Relieved! The girl has grown up!!]

[Final blow! Those who know, know! Brazenly telling the director, I did it on purpose!!]

[Ah... such a sly and cute girl, I really like her!! I want to take her home and raise her~]

"Hehehe, director, you lost. I want crab porridge! Stir-fried king crab! Steamed king crab! Cherry foie gras, black truffle!" Yang Leqi shouted loudly.

"Might as well sell me." The director said with a smirk, his mouth twitching.

"Can I? Anyone want to buy the director? Special deal today! Not 999 million, not 9.9 million, not 90,000. Today, just 9,900 dollars!! You can take the director home!!" Yang Leqi started loudly auctioning.

"Pfft, cough cough..." Wang Sirui was drinking water and spat it out upon hearing Yang Leqi.

Seated beside him, Qin Hao could only close his eyes as Wang Sirui’s burst of water hit him full in the face.

Sprayed, he immediately stood up.

As he stood, the chair scraped loudly against the floor.

His face was wet, looking quite displeased.

Everyone was stunned and didn’t react for a moment.

"Cough, sorry, I didn’t mean it." Wang Sirui coughed, grabbing a few tissues to help wipe his face.

Qin Hao was in a foul mood but had to keep it together for the show, forcing a smile, "It’s fine."

Fans in the live stream quickly commented.

[Is it really okay? Somehow, I feel this handsome guy’s expression doesn’t look good?]

[When he got sprayed by Wang Sirui, his face looked dark... Scary.]

[Fake smile. From that brief facial expression, he wasn’t happy, likely angry, but pretending for the show. It’s true, no one in the entertainment industry is pure. Except for Wang Sirui, such a fool! Wish I could shove some brains in his head!]

[This fool Wang Sirui! Either hold it in, or move aside instead of spraying it in someone’s face! Better off not holding it in!!]

[I think it’s normal. Anyone sprayed like that wouldn’t be happy, it’s human nature.]

[Right, no need to be too harsh, everyone has feelings.]

The director, exasperated, sighed, "You put so much effort just to get a meal from me."

Yang Leqi, an innocent face, "Not really, just happened to be the situation. Only one finger left, had to bend it, no difference."

Qin Yun’s eyes sparkled, smiling broadly, "Director, remember to prepare the money."

Director: "Got it."

Wang Sirui finished wiping Qin Hao’s face, and after sitting back down, continued playing.

Wang Sirui said, "I got my driver’s license at eighteen."

Qin Hao and Chen Yao were left with one finger each, Qin Hao argued, "Having reached 18 also means being 18, where I’m from, turning 18 is still considered 18."