Changing Currents

Ji Antai's expression froze in an instant.

He felt like he had suffered a huge blow.

Just think about it, the cold goddess you kneeled down to every day had become a bootlicker when facing someone else.

This feeling was indeed quite heart-wrenching.

"Uncle Ji, do you want me to try again?"

"No, no, no. There's no need," Ji Antai said.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. I didn't expect her to be like this. It's too immoral."

"That's why I said you should just watch without donating from now on. If Auntie Song finds out that you spent money to reward the female streamer, won't she leave you?"

"It won't be that bad. This is all my private money. She doesn't know how I spend it."

"That is a smart move."

Just as the two were whispering to each other, Ji Qingyan walked out of the kitchen with the dishes in her hands.

"Stop chatting. Come and eat. Try my cooking."

"I'm coming."