The Real Daughter Tells Fortunes Live

Chapter 245 Yun Fusheng is his only choice

Her son couldn't make sense here, so she could only ask her husband for help.

"Otherwise, you should stop going now and stay with me at home. When my son catches Fu Sheng, won't you be able to see him anytime? If you go now, what if Fu Sheng is frightened? Isn’t it worth the loss?”

Gong Hui hugged his wife's waist and spoke softly. Although Song Qing was unwilling, she could only compromise.

Gong Sisheng gave Gong Hui a thumbs up. Sure enough, at this time, he still had to rely on his father.

"Then I'll go pick out a gift for Fu Sheng." Song Qing stood up in a hurry to prepare a birthday gift for Yun Fu Sheng.

She can't go, so she still needs to prepare gifts.

"Mom, don't be busy, I've already prepared the gift." Gong Sisheng opened his mouth to stop Song Qing.

"Ready? What is it?" Song Qing turned to look at his son.

As a mother, she still knew her son very well. He had never been in contact with women, so it was strange that he would prepare gifts for girls.

Gong Sisheng didn't hide anything, and went directly to the room to take out the prepared gifts and place them in front of Song Qing.

Just looking at the box, Song Qing didn't even need to open it to know what was in the box.

"Son, are you sure you want to give this to Fu Sheng?" Song Qing raised her head and looked at Gong Si Sheng seriously.

"Yeah." Gong Sisheng nodded.

"Son, mother doesn't stop you from giving it away, but you have to think clearly. If you really give it away, there is no reason to bring it back." Song Qing frowned slightly.

"Mom, I know what you are worried about. If I identify her, I will not come back." Gong Sisheng looked at Song Qing seriously.

"As long as you decide, we will support you, as long as you know your choice." Gong Huixiao looked at Gong Sixheng and spoke. Gong Sixheng picked up the box and smiled softly.

Of course he knows his choice, and he will never regret it.

Yun Fusheng is his only choice.

From the moment he opened his eyes and saw Yun Fusheng, he had already made up his mind.

When Yun Fusheng was about to broadcast live, Gu Yiqin was busy, and only Liu Bai stayed with her.

Yun Fusheng relied on the live broadcast reminder to attract many people to the live broadcast room. [Master Yun, you are finally here! 】

【The flowers I have been waiting for are all going to wither! 】

[Master, Master, I want to know what happened in the previous village. 】

[I also want to know. I heard that an entire village was arrested. 】

[Where are the girls who were trafficked? Are you okay? 】

"Long time no see. I'm Duckweed Yisheng. I can't tell you anything you want to know. Just wait for the official announcement.

Those girls are all receiving treatment in the hospital, not only for physical injuries, but also for psychological injuries. As for the final outcome, it depends on their own decision.

If they are willing to go home, someone will help them find their families in the future. If they are unwilling to go home, someone will arrange for them to work.

Okay, without further ado, let’s start our lucky draw today. "

Yun Fusheng looked at the comments and explained a few words, and then began to pick out the destined people.

This was Liu Bai's first time seeing a real live broadcast, and it was Yun Fusheng's live broadcast, so he watched it very seriously.

"The first destined person, are you connecting via voice or video?" The first destined person appeared, Yun Fusheng took a sip of water and spoke softly.

The video connection is successful, and you see... the person on the other side? biology?

In short, he could be regarded as the destined person across from him. Yun Fusheng sighed helplessly.

"Excuse me, this destined person, is there anything I can do for you?" Yun Fusheng was quiet for a while, and then spoke.

【What is this? A weasel? 】

[I look like a weasel. Is this a weasel that has become a spirit? 】

[This is interesting. I wonder if the master can solve it. 】

"Kaka!" The weasel on the opposite side barked several times at Yun Fusheng, bowing and bowing.