Sang Youming and Hu Zhi’s live broadcast became so popular that even Li Sulan and Chu Tian knew they were doing a curse live broadcast.
Chu Tian has always been aloof and scornful of such unsavory methods. He only glanced at the doll in the live broadcast that looked very similar to him but not as good-looking as him, and turned off his phone.
"It's a boring trick, it's nothing more than sensationalism! Do you really think anyone can fall for this trick?" He said this, but Chu Tian still felt very unhappy in his heart, after all, the ugly doll looked so much like him.
Li Sulan didn't take the curse live broadcast seriously. On the contrary, she enjoyed seeing Sang Youming and Hu Zhi madly cursing her in the live broadcast room.
This shows that the two of them have nothing to do with her and Chu Tian.
No matter what rumors she and Chu Tian spread to the outside world about the Sang family, they could not clarify them and could only use this dirty method to vent their dissatisfaction.
But so what, it can only temporarily relieve their anger.
Ants are always ants, no matter what efforts they make, they cannot shake the tree.
"Honey, let's eat. Don't waste your energy on such clowns. Anyway, Sang Ning has nothing to do with us in the future. We have no control over whether the Sang family is dead or alive." Li Sulan also turned off her phone and looked at Chu Tian,
The corners of his lips raised a vague arc, which showed naked contempt and disgust for Sang Youming and Hu Zhi.
Chu Tian nodded and responded to Li Sulan. Suddenly, there was a click in his neck, and he felt like his neck was stiff, and his whole neck was so stiff that he could not move.
"Hiss——" Chu Tian couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, making a lot of noise.
"What's wrong?" Li Sulan was eating. When she heard Chu Tian's voice, she quickly put down her chopsticks and asked.
"It's okay. Maybe I've been too tired these past two days and my neck feels a little uncomfortable." Chu Tian clenched his fist and punched the back of his neck a few times, but the stiffness in his neck was still not resolved at all.
"I'll ask Auntie to call a professional to rub it for you now." Li Sulan said she was concerned, but the impatient expression on her face betrayed her, "It's true that the older you get, the less useful you are. I don't think you've done anything recently.
Where is the most comfortable place?"
After saying that, Li Sulan did not forget to roll her eyes at Chutian.
Chutian's eyes widened instantly, and there was a faint anger in his eyes, but when he thought about every time they really had a quarrel, Li Sulan would be like a crazy woman, beating and scolding him, and he really couldn't resist Li Sulan.
The torture, simply choose to shut up and swallow this grievance.
Seeing that Chu Tian didn't dare to refute her, Li Sulan contentedly picked up a chopstick and put it into her mouth.
She is still the oldest in this family.
Not long after he was proud, a smell of blood suddenly spread from the tip of his tongue, and a shrill scream suddenly sounded.
Looking at the source of the cry, Li Sulan had already squeezed out several tears from the corners of her eyes, which were caused by pain.
"What's wrong, is this?" Chu Tian asked, imitating Li Sulan's perfunctory and caring tone.
Li Sulan slapped the table hard and threw a glare at Chu Tian: "I bit my tongue!"
The pain coming from inside the mouth was so sharp that Li Sulan turned into a big tongue when she spoke. Fortunately, Chutian understood her words without any pressure.
"The older you get, the more useless you become. You can bite your tongue every time you eat. It's really stupid!" Chu Tian sneered in a strange way. In order to avoid the next dispute with Li Sulan, he put down his chopsticks and left the table, "You
Eat slowly, I'm full."
Chu Tian held his neck and left. Li Sulan was in pain while pointing at Chu Tian and yelling.
"What bad luck! It's all the fault of Sang Youming and Hu Zhi, that thieving couple. They are so unlucky!" Li Sulan cursed in pain.
After the pain finally subsided, Li Sulan touched her cheek and said fiercely: "I want to see if you are really that amazing and can kill me!"
Regarding what happened just now, Li Sulan only regarded it as a minor incident and did not think about the curse at all.
After all, when she was very young, her parents asked a master to do the math for her. If there were no major changes, she would be destined to be rich and noble in her life.
The master also added that the possibility of her encountering variables in this life is basically zero, which means that she can live her whole life in wealth.
How could someone as lucky as her get into trouble just by being cursed a few times?
Just after thinking this, Li Sulan picked up the spoon and took a bite of the three fresh soup and put it into her mouth, trying to slow down.
But before the spoon left her mouth, she was burned by the soup and began to cough violently.
"Accident - definitely - cough cough cough -"
"Cough cough cough——"
"Cough cough cough——"
"Absolutely - an accident -"
After coughing for a while, Li Sulan stumbled and finished a whole sentence.
After Chutian left the dinner table, he wanted to talk to Duan Wenhui about cooperating with Haichuan.
He had already followed Duan Wenhui's request and spread rumors about Sang Ning without conscience, but Duan Wenhui never discussed the cooperation openly. He was a little uneasy and worried about being deceived.
After calling Duan Wenhui for a long time, no one answered the phone. Just when Chu Tian was wondering if there was something wrong with her, the other party sent a message.
[We are currently live broadcasting, if there is anything we can discuss after the broadcast.]
Chutian:???
What's the live broadcast? Duan Wenhui started live broadcast?!
Chu Tian has never cared about other things besides company affairs, including the cursed live broadcast of Sang Youming and Hu Zhi. It was also because it was too popular and someone reminded him that he noticed it now.
Thinking of this, Chutian searched with the three words "Duan Wenhui" as the keyword, and sure enough, he saw the word "live broadcast" in the first record that popped up.
After he clicked in, he saw Duan Wenhui and her so-called little boyfriend chatting with each other, showing off their affection while not forgetting to introduce the couple jewelry they were wearing.
Chutian: "..."
Chutian's expression was as exciting as if he had knocked over the palette. As the president of Haichuan Entertainment, how could Duan Wenhui do such a low-value thing by bringing goods live?
He suddenly regretted it, and always had a bad feeling in his heart. Agreeing to Duan Wenhui to smear Sang Ning would not only fail to bring him the expected benefits, but might drag him into an abyss of destruction.
The live broadcasts of Sang Youming and Hu Zhi are becoming more and more lively.
Originally, the barrages were all about scolding them at the beginning, but after the live broadcast of curses became a gimmick, netizens began to live in the live broadcast room.
[I would like to ask if Sang Ning’s parents will undertake other curse business. My boyfriend is carrying me behind his back. I hope you can help curse him to lose the right to be a man from now on.]
[Borrowing a building, I want to curse my boss, he always pua me 007, I curse him to be bald forever in this life!]
