It's over! I'm surrounded by my yandere ex-girlfriend in a dating show

The text message on the phone clearly reads Fang Zhou, and there is a WeChat ID underneath, which makes people alert.

"Are fraudulent text messages so realistic these days?"

Thinking back to the information he filled in on various apps, Fang Zhou sighed and said with emotion: "I am naked on the Internet every day."

The rich lady who had already formed a team heard the voice and asked on the other end: "What naked?"

Meikawa Kuchazi's voice sounded cute, like a candied date soaked in honey, sweet.

Oops, I forgot to take the rich lady to play games.

Fang Zhou cleared his throat and explained, "Nothing, I just received a fraudulent text message saying that I signed up for a dating show."

He is a serious handsome guy, does he need to go on a dating show to find a girlfriend?

Besides, he is now in a good relationship with his girlfriend, why does he need to find one?

It is obviously not his style to have his eyes on the pot while having his cake and eat it too.

"Ah, is the anchor going to a dating show? Which show?"

Umekawa Kuchako on the other end asked curiously.

Fang Zhou started the game match casually and answered casually, "What's called 100% Love?"

"It's a pretty decent name."

Fang Zhou sneered and changed the subject.

"Are you a complete novice?"

Just now, looking at the content she posted in the barrage, it feels like she has never played this game.

"Yes, this is my first time playing, you have to teach me well."

The soft girl's voice sounds cute, which makes people have a strong desire to protect her.

Fang Zhou has played games with fans many times, and is not surprised by similar scenes.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

However, when Meichuan Kuchazi, wearing a level 3 armor, went up to give away heads and looked at the stars with an eight-fold mirror, Fang Zhou couldn't help laughing.

But he still fulfilled his duties and tried his best to protect the little rich woman and try to let her feel the fun of the game.

When the congratulations came out at the end, the girl's happy cheers came from the headphones.

"Wow! Chicken! Great!"

After playing three games in a row, Fang Zhou's live broadcast time today was almost up. When he was about to go off the air, a familiar ID suddenly came into the live broadcast room.

"Gummy Bunny": Oh, you're taking a girl.

Fang Zhou thought about it, isn't this the trumpet of his girlfriend Song Qinghuan?

He quickly explained: "This is a new fan, she doesn't know how to play, I'll take her, don't get me wrong..."

Before Fang Zhou finished speaking, he saw "Gummy Bunny" on the screen typed a line of bullet comments.

"You have a girlfriend, but you still bring girls alone, you dead scumbag! Let's break up!"

After saying that, she exited the live broadcast room.

Fang Zhou was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said hello to Meichuan Kuchazi to end the broadcast.

He took out his mobile phone and called Song Qinghuan, but there was a busy tone on the other end.

"The number you dialed is busy, please call again later."

Fang Zhou was already confused. It's not that he had never brought female fans before, and Song Qinghuan had obviously seen it, so why did he suddenly get angry this time?

And she reacted so strongly, breaking up directly, not even answering the phone, and not listening to the explanation.

Fang Zhou didn't accept the breakup, but he couldn't accept breaking up like this.

And, he was the only one who broke up, and Song Qinghuan couldn't be an exception.

He simply went downstairs and drove, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and came directly to the downstairs of Song Qinghuan's house.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, he met a man and a woman who came out with their arms around each other's shoulders at the elevator.

And the woman's face was pure with a hint of charm, who else could it be but Song Qinghuan?

Fang Zhou's anger rose immediately.

He sneered and said, "Haha, you're so fast at seamless connection."

When he saw Fang Zhou for the first time, Song Qinghuan's face also showed a trace of panic, but it quickly disappeared.

Instead, he was calm and composed.

"What are you doing here? We have broken up."

"Huanhuan, is this your ex-boyfriend anchor? He doesn't look very good."

The man standing next to Song Qinghuan smiled contemptuously.

Fang Zhou glanced at him. He was fat and big-eared. The gold chain on his neck showed his rich identity. The fat on his belly was almost turned into lard. He felt his eyes were irritated.

He sneered and retorted, "I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste now. You can even kill such a fat pig."

Being called a fat pig, the man was immediately furious and was about to rush up to fight with Fang Zhou.

Song Qinghuan stopped him.

He stopped him and persuaded him: "Brother, I want to talk to him, you go to the car and wait for me."

The man glared at Fang Zhou, and walked away with his fat body trembling.

"You saw it, he is very rich."

Song Qinghuan looked directly into Fang Zhou's eyes and said frankly.

Fang Zhou snorted coldly: "I have money too."

Besides, he was also very rich before, just temporarily in trouble.

Song Qinghuan shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment: "When can you get the two million betrothal gifts my mother wants?"

"With your current popularity, how can you get it?"

"Is it because you earn five thousand a month and live broadcast day and night for forty years?"

"Or is it because you don't eat or drink for thirty years?"

Every sentence Song Qinghuan asked was a realistic problem.

No girl will always go with an out-of-date anchor, and she is no exception.

Fang Zhou closed his eyes and explained: "I can talk to your mother about the betrothal gift. It doesn't matter if you don't want to be with me. Why do you want to sell yourself?"

Yes, Fang Zhou felt that Song Qinghuan sold herself for the betrothal gift.

Song Qinghuan shook her head and said: "No, money can solve 99% of the problems. This is the life I want to live."

"You think too highly of me, Fang Zhou."

She looked at Fang Zhou's face and said word by word: "I admit that I just wanted to find an excuse to break up with you in the live broadcast room just now."

"If you don't come, it's fine to be kept in the dark. Since you are here, I will make it clear."

"Marrying a rich man, being a rich wife, and enjoying life are my wishes."

"And you can't give me this kind of life."

Song Qinghuan still looked innocent, just like the first time Fang Zhou saw her on the street, but she didn't know when her eyes changed.

Or maybe Fang Zhou never really saw her clearly.

He pulled the corner of his lips and laughed.

"Since this is what you want, I will grant your wish."

"But I, Song Qinghuan, should say goodbye."

"You are not worthy of me, let's break up."

Fang Zhou turned firmly and prepared to leave.

But Song Qinghuan's voice came from behind.

"Fang Zhou! I used my connections to help you sign up for the 100% Love Show, and I got a spot. Go ahead."