After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top

Chapter 512

Lu Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Don't you want to win?"

Although his operations were a bit despicable, he did his best to achieve the results Meng Chuyuan wanted.

 “Is this a question of whether I can win if I want to?”

From the beginning of the game, Lu Qingye couldn't control the direction even when parachuting, and his clumsy maneuvering technique didn't look like a fake at all.

 Is he really lucky?

 So you won?

Lu Qingye's calm tone contained a hint of domineering: "Of course."

  “…”Of course!

　　【咩? Is this a secret jab to sprinkle sugar on us? 】

　　【In society, I, Brother Lu, am ruthless and don't talk much! 】

　　【The other side may not have thought that there would be a sneak attack from the sixth one, hahaha】

　　【Mr. Lu: Although I don’t know how to play, it doesn’t stop me from outsmarting】

 The two of them returned to the game hall together. Lu Qingye asked, "Are you still playing?"

 “No more playing, that’s it for today.”

Meng Chuyuan didn’t have enough fun playing the first hand, and he still had no desire to play the next one.

Since the live broadcast was almost over, they sat quietly and stayed with the audience for a while.

“There are only five minutes left, let’s watch the live broadcast too.”

Meng Chuyuan opened the iPad and cast the screen to the TV.

Seeing Meng Chuyuan parachute into the live broadcast room, the barrage started rolling crazily—

  【Ah ah ah, is Sister Meng going to turn over the cards? Can you turn me over? 】

    【Please have more of this kind of interaction, don't we just want to communicate with the guests in real time when watching the live broadcast...】     【New Year's Day is only 3 hours away, and I want to say Happy New Year to Sister Meng in advance】

 “Good evening, friends in the live broadcast room.”

Meng Chuyuan saw a lot of comments saying that tonight was New Year’s Eve, so he simply sent them New Year’s greetings:

“The New Year is coming soon, so let me say Happy New Year to everyone in advance. I also wish you all your wishes will come true in the New Year, with continuous good luck and good health.”

　　A bunch of words "Happy New Year" suddenly appeared on the continuously scrolling barrage. After Meng Chuyuan glanced at it, he asked calmly: "The broadcast will be broadcast in three minutes. Is there anything you want to ask?"

 Hearing that there was still a chance of being turned over, the audience began to actively ask questions.

 Among them, what everyone is most concerned about is the fact that Meng Chuyuan and the others went to the hospital yesterday. Netizens’ answers were basically about pregnancy. Meng Chuyuan refuted the rumors online, explaining that they went to the hospital for a physical examination yesterday.

After learning that Meng Chuyuan was not pregnant, a sharp question quickly appeared in the comment area: "Then will you divorce?" 】

 Lu Qingye: “…” What’s the problem?

 Seeing someone raising this question, the comment area once again fell into chaos and lamentation.

Since netizens have been banned for spreading rumors before, and Lu Qingye also handed them a lawyer's letter, now, I am sitting in front of their screen, and there are still people who dare to ask so directly...

　　【Yoshi! If you dare to ask, you will risk your life]

　　　　Why do you keep bringing up this kind of thing? Can you hope that the family will be well? If you don’t have children, you will be separated? 】

　　【That is, it's New Year's Eve and you still say such unlucky words】

 …

Meng Chuyuan glanced at the barrage, feeling completely unmoved.

She responded calmly: "Why do you want a divorce? Which one of us do you like?"

Meng Chuyuan’s question relieved the nervousness of some netizens, and also aroused laughter and ridicule from netizens, who all said they were attracted to her.

Lu Qingye watched the barrages becoming more and more outrageous and arrogant. He took Meng Chuyuan's hand and held it tightly. His cold voice contained a hint of jealousy: "I'm sorry, she is mine."