Mr. Shen, your wife is going to be snatched away!

Hearing her husband's wailing, Cheng Anan looked back and showed a faint smile.

And said it very elegantly from the side.

"This can be regarded as revenge. You are not doing your job at home, either watching live broadcasts and giving rewards, or playing games. This is a lesson for you."

Fu Zhiheng was about to cry but had no tears left. Just as he was about to explain, he was beaten up by his grandfather.

Fu Zhiyu and Fu Zhiyan were as ruthless as robots and did not help at all.

Not to mention how uncomfortable people feel like this.

This continued until the afternoon. After Cheng Anan and the old man finished chatting, the two of them returned home, and the domineering ended.

Fu Zhiheng was limping in the car, even driving carelessly, wailing and describing his pain on the other end.

"Honey, I feel so uncomfortable! It hurts so much! Please help me blow it."

But the other party ignored him at all, just looking at his phone and playing games.

This can also be regarded as a kind of revenge mentality.

I don't want to pay attention to him at all.

Fu Zhiheng was also patient and explained immediately.

"Honey, please don't ignore me. You ignore me and make me feel uncomfortable."

"The girl named Xiao Diedie who I tipped in the live broadcast room has lost her parents and has a younger sister to take care of. I just thought she was pitiful, so I gave her a little money."

These reasons are not called reasons at all.

Cheng Anan didn't want to care.

I watched the live broadcast and rewarded it, what else is there to say?

Not at all!
So he calmly dealt with the things in his hands.

I never expected that this game would be so difficult to play, and it would make people lose their mood while playing it.

He raised his head and glanced outside.

They were about to arrive home. Cheng Anan gritted his teeth and opened the car door before the car entered the basement.

Due to the inertia, the high heels sprained my feet and fell to the ground.

Fu Zhiheng saw it and immediately parked the car aside and ran over to help her up.

His face was full of distress.

"What are you doing? How dangerous is it?"

"If you want to get out of the car, can't you wait until I park the car? Do you know it makes me feel uncomfortable when you do this?"

Cheng Anan pushed him away coldly and sneered.

"Do you need it? Who are you showing this to?"

"If I were you, I would immediately find a gap to get in. Otherwise, you can go to the live broadcast room and continue to reward that Xiaodiedie. Why bother pretending to be here with me."

"Do you think I am such a mean person?"

Cheng Anan simply became angrier as he thought about it.

My man rewards other women and asks me what he is going to do when he spends money. What kind of suffering is this in the world?Fu Zhiheng also knew that he had done something wrong, so he took out his mobile phone and deleted the other party's live broadcast room.

Uninstall the software again.

There was an urge that a strong man would never come back, so he showed her the phone and flipped it from top to bottom.

"Look what I follow? I follow beauty bloggers and want to see what makeup they wear every day and what cosmetics they buy. I will add the things you want to the shopping cart."

"I'm thinking of giving you a surprise during the holidays, you see."

As he spoke, he opened the shopping software on his computer. There were more than 100 products listed in it, but he hadn't paid directly yet.

Fu Zhiheng opened the following people in the software again.

"There are also fashion bloggers. They mainly want to see what kind of clothes look good in spring, summer, autumn and winter. I will imagine whether they look good on you, and then add them to the shopping cart."

Cheng Anan looked at them one by one.

There are clothes and cosmetics bought for myself in the shopping cart, but I haven't paid for them.

The people I follow are all related to women, whether they are beauty bloggers, fashion bloggers, or food bloggers.

Someone at home is cooking these days, and my taste has changed.

Cheng Anan was wondering if someone had changed.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhiheng was busy down there.

Fu Zhiheng stretched out his hand, which still had scratches from the knife.

"Look! Don't I feel uncomfortable? I feel uncomfortable too!"

"The wound on my hand is still bleeding, but in order not to make you feel bad for me, I still didn't put on a band-aid."

"I hope you will not wrong yourself, and please give me a chance. I will let you see that I am very kind to you and think of you all the time."

When Cheng Anan heard this, he fell silent.

His expression was quite speechless.

"Do you want to listen to what you are talking about? You are also nice to me and ignore other female anchors. They are completely different concepts, okay?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to say it. I didn't go to your house to complain this time."

"I just hope you can be more honest."

"Okay, let's go."

After saying that, they walked into the room together.

Fu Zhiheng wiped the sweat from his forehead. At this moment, he really felt that he had done something wrong.

But I was not wrong either.

This female anchor is indeed relatively pitiful, she is just using this method to gain attention.

Taking a long breath, Fu Zhiheng didn't know what to say.

All I could do was park the car in the garage quickly and then return to the room.

Cheng Anan was applying medicine to himself in the room when Fu Zhiheng passed by.