Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

  Chapter 502 Gourmet Anchor: God of Cooking, please feed! 42

   "You are really a waste as always." The man's voice was extremely cold, and he suppressed the anxious and cold voice: "I am waiting for you to come and beg me."

  An Qijiu pursed her lips, restrained herself from thinking too much, and the voice in her mind gradually disappeared.

  School time in the afternoon.

  People come and go at the school gate, and Chongya slowly walks out of the school carrying a shoulder bag.

  Generally, there are more cars during school and get off work hours. The streets are crowded with cars and pedestrians everywhere. An Qijiu who drove to pick her up was stuck on the road.

  Chongyao stands on the side of the road not far from the entrance of the school, takes out her mobile phone and clicks into the background of [Drunken Dream TV] to check her income status.

  It will be the 15th in a blink of an eye, and she will be able to get the rewards she received on the live broadcast platform that day.

  Although her man is strong and rich, it is no problem to support her for the rest of her life. She also needs a small amount of money to be able to handle affairs.

  What's more, he still has an unstable factor. After so long, his emotional fluctuation still stays at 50%.

   "Ah—be careful—" There was a scream suddenly.

  The students dodged one after another, with a look of shock in their eyes.

  A black van on the street drove forward madly regardless of traffic rules, scaring pedestrians to hide everywhere, falling down or being hit.

  The van rushed all the way to Chongya, and the door suddenly opened like a movie. Two people reached out and pulled her into the car rudely.

  "Hey-" The security guard on duty at the school gate saw it and hurriedly caught up with him with an electric stick.

  The people in the van moved quickly, closing the door extremely fast, and rushing into the traffic.

  In a dimly lit car.

  Chong Ao sat in the back seat with a calm complexion. Next to him and on the chair in front of him, there were a few breathless men.

   "Yellow Mao, did you admit it?" asked the man in a white vest. His muscles, bald head, and a few scars on his face made him look fierce, like a prisoner of labor.

  The young man with yellow hair was holding the photo in his hand, staring at Chong Ai's face, his tone a little hesitant.

   "You should have admitted your mistake, she grew up very much like the woman in the photo..."

  The man in the vest slapped Huang Mao's back on his head, cursing, "Is it her?! Don't make a mistake."

  If they make a mistake, their money will be gone, and they will be scolded if they fail to do it.

   "Brother, the car is too dark, my eyes are a little short-sighted and I can't see clearly..." Huang Mao said angrily.

  The man in the vest slapped over again, cursing: "Would you like to give you a light and have a look."

   "No, it's her..." Huang Maoshen said.

  At this time.

  A rapid telephone ringing rang.

  Everyone's eyes are fixed on the small satchel on Chongyao.

   "Bring the phone—" The bald man gave orders.

  Huang Mao Nan stretched out his hand to grab Chong Ai's bag. Before he touched the luxurious little bag, he suddenly felt a cold line of sight.

  He quickly looked up, and met the girl's calm eyes, a feeling of horror flashed in his heart for some reason.

  For a moment, he always felt that his hand was chopped off.

  The phone's ringtone kept ringing, and he was in a pretentious posture. The bald man said impatiently, "What are you still doing? Take it out and shut it down!"

   "Hey, yes." Huang Mao endured the weird feeling in his heart, reached out his hand to take out his favorite mobile phone from his bag, and decisively turned it off.

   "Who invited you to kidnap me?" Chong Ai said gently.

  (End of this chapter)