Chapter 774: Chapter 774: Of Course I Understand
The smile was pleasing to the eye, yet it was accompanied by an impatient and threatening look.
Jinlian finally decided to compromise in the end.
Having not live-streamed for so long, the broadcasting room was gathering dust.
Additionally, without any promotion or recommendations, there were only a few old users who came.
Honey-Covered Knife: Oh dear, not live broadcasting for such a long time, Hannah, have you forgotten about us?
The Commandeer’s Ex-Wife: I thought Hannah messed up the plot and was exiled because she was too difficult to deal with.
Potato Big Tomato: Nonsense! Our Hannah is fine!
The Commandeer’s Ex-Wife: My bad! Of course, our Hannah is doing great, it’s just that the broadcast room is a bit quiet.
Long Time No Flow Six: Hehe, a quiet place is good too.
Hannah adjusted the camera angle, showing her slender neck in the best position, even the blue veins under her skin could be seen faintly. She looked as delicate as a fragile crystal flower.
The whole broadcast room was admirated her.
Honey-Covered Knife: Hannah isn’t fragile. As a loyal audience, I have seen Hannah beat someone up.
Potato Big Tomato: Me too!
With that comment, many silent old fans exploded.
Hannah frowned, whispering in a soft voice, upset slightly, "What nonsense! When have I beaten someone up?"
The broadcasting room fell silent immediately after she spoke.
The contrast was too big, too shocking for anyone to accept.
Honey-Covered Knife: Question, when is Hannah the most beautiful? Answer, when she doesn’t speak.
Everyone agreed vehemently.
Hannah sighed, looking at Jinlian who was laughing with her hand covering her mouth, "Do you think so too?"
Jinlian, who was still laughing, immediately turned serious, "Absolutely not!"
Hannah ignored her, pretending to be sad, "Liar."
The broadcasting room was filled with comforting messages.
By now, everyone’s attention had shifted from the plot to Hannah. Some even started asking when Hannah would return, hinting it would be nice to meet up in person.
Before Hannah had a chance to answer, another barrage of comments started.
Potato Big Tomato: To be honest, it’s safer for Hannah to stay on Blue Star for now.
Lady Six: Why? Isn’t the war over?
Potato Big Tomato: Don’t believe what the royal family says. I guarantee they’ll be the first to run if things get tough. Of course, the Commandeer’s ex-wife knows this best.
The Commandeer’s Ex-Wife: I won’t mention sad things. Just read my nickname, and you’ll understand.
From fiancee to wife waiting for husband’s return to ex-wife, the sorrow could be seen at a glance.
Bad Man Gets Punished Today: Wait, did the commandeer die?
The Commandeer’s Ex-Wife: Fool! If he died, I’d be a widow! But it’s almost the same, hanging by a thread from what I heard. Otherwise, do you think I would divorce him!
Potato Big Tomato: The ex-wife is so cold-hearted,wow!
The Commandeer’s Ex-Wife: None of you can understand the pain of guarding the boudoir alone! You guys just don’t get it! Hannah, do you understand?
Hannah thought of someone, her smile faded, sighed, "Of course, I do."
Compared to guarding the boudoir alone, the most frustrating thing was looking but not being able to consume.
Two "internet friends", separated by light years, felt a connection at this moment, like they were old friends reunited.
The room for sad stories turned into a talk show, airing every night at eight.
Perhaps because they were hiding behind identities, everyone was more willing to gossip.
Someone even cursed the royal family several times and didn’t get blocked. Everyone agreed that Hannah’s broadcasting room was indeed blessed by the god of luck.
