89 Someone Donated

Because of the foundation of the first two times, the reputation of Le Yao’s delicacies spread. Therefore, for the third live, the number of people easily exceeded a thousand. Some people even began to give gifts.

There was a netizen called “Everest Madness”. From the beginning of the live broadcast, he had spammed ten sets of gifts. One set of rockets was ten coins, one coin was worth a thousand yuan, so ten sets were ten thousand yuan. Ten sets were a hundred thousand yuan. Even after deducting the shares with the website and the taxes, the income this time was quite considerable.

“No wonder so many people want to be internet celebrities. It turns out that they really earn a lot of money.” Le Yao sighed.

“If you want to be, you just have to pull down your mask.” Qiao Qiao glanced at Le Yao.

“No, I’m a person who relies on talent, and beauties will eventually age…” Le Yao shook her head and began to focus on making snacks.

At the end of the live broadcast, because there were many gifts, ten portions were sent this time. Each portion had five exquisite biscuits.

Then, she specially gave a strawberry pudding to Everest Madness, who had tipped the most.

The netizens in the live-stream exploded again because the pudding looked delicious.

[I really want that Pudding. Unfortunately, I don’t have that much money.]

[If I had known earlier, I would have done it too. Will you give special gifts again if I give the most gifts next time?]

[I’m craving it.]

…

“Alright, Le Yao’s gourmet live broadcast ends here. Thank you for your support. Giving gifts is an encouragement to us, but we advise you not to do anything beyond your ability. Alright, see you next time!” Qiao Qiao turned off the live broadcast after saying that. She didn’t say that they would reward those who tipped the most because she was afraid that some would send gifts crazily to get free gifts. After all, not everyone watching the live broadcast was rich.

Soon, they packed the sweetheart cakes and handed them to Han Xiangdong. Only then did Le Yao and Qiao Qiao sit down to rest and begin to enjoy the delicacies that belonged to them.

After taking two bites, Qiao Qiao’s phone rang. She glanced at it and pressed the speaker button. “Ms. Jiang, why did you call me?”

“Boohoo…” Jiang Lin didn’t say anything. Instead, she cried first. “Qiao Qiao, I’m afraid I won’t survive…”

“What’s wrong?” Qiao Qiao jumped and almost choked on her sweetheart cakes. “Take your time.”

Le Yao hurriedly handed her a glass of water.

“That bastard Qiao Feng cheated.”

“What? Old Qiao cheated? The sun rose from the north?” Qiao Qiao took a sip of water and swallowed the food in her mouth.

Le Yao’s lips twitched.

“Really.” Jiang Lin stopped crying. “Someone saw him going to a hotel with a woman.”

Qiao Qiao couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “If she went to a hotel with him, does that mean they were going to get a room? Mom, it’s not that I want to criticize you, but you’re thinking too much. I guess it’s menopause…”

“You actually don’t believe me… Boohoo…” Jiang Lin cried again.

“Alright, I was wrong. I’ll call Old Qiao and scold him, okay?” Qiao Qiao rubbed her forehead. “But before you figure it out, you’re not allowed to throw a tantrum. Let me tell you, if someone frames him and you misunderstand him, your relationship will be compromised…”

“Mm.” Jiang Lin sniffed. “I know. I got angry when I saw the photos someone sent me, but I didn’t make a scene with him.”

“Really?”

“It’s… it’s just that I didn’t let him into the bedroom for two days…”