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Chapter 53 - 53: A Scheme?

Chapter 53: A Scheme?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jiang Xinyuan felt that he understood the logic. In the future, he would definitely say more truthful words. Wouldn’t that make his mother even happier? As he thought about this, his face was also filled with sweetness. If his mother was happy, he would be happy.

Feng Jun listened at the side with a thoughtful expression. He held Zhang Nan’s hand, and when she looked down at him, he immediately said, “Mom, no matter which house we draw, as long as I’m with you, I’m not afraid!”

Bai Ruirui also said sweetly to Chen Xiaomei, “I’m not afraid when I’m with

Mom.”

Feng Fei definitely couldn’t be inferior. He had always wanted to be the big brother. He immediately shouted, “With Mom, I’m not afraid of anything!”

“Mom…” Huo Run opened her mouth, looking dejected. “I’m still scared…”

Guo Na comforted Huo Run with a smile. “It’s okay, son. Trust Mommy. We won’t be unlucky forever!”

Huo Run was speechless. It was true. Before his mother said this, he might have felt a little comforted. However, when she said this, his heart turned cold. For as long as he could remember, his mother had always told him this. Until now, they had been unlucky.

However, Huo Run thought that he was a sensible child. His mother had already comforted him like this. He would definitely not say anything. He had already imagined himself living in Room 1 and Room 3. Then, he sighed deeply. The director smiled and took out the lottery box. “Who wants to go first?” The children retreated, not wanting to be the first.

Jiang Xinyuan looked at the box and pursed his lips. If it was still Bai Ruirui who drew number four this time, and his mother had just finished arguing with the bad woman, that bad woman might not let his mother go to number four to wash up. So this time, he had to draw number four! Thinking of this, he shook Fu Xin’s hand. “Mom, can I go to draw first?”

Fu Xin looked up. “Charge!”

[I’m dying of laughter. Fu Xin is so funny. Her posture seems to be saying: Go,

Pikachu!]

[Fu Xin isn’t worried at all!]

[From the looks of it, there can’t be anything shady going on, right? The rooms have been booked internally? Otherwise, why is she so calm?]

[Let’s talk about it. Isn’t it a little conspiracy theory for a variety show?]

[That’s also possible. The Jiang family is so rich. It’s a variety show. Wouldn’t it be easy to invest in it?]

[That’s too disgusting. I don’t like such a program. This is just for fun.]

[Let’s see how the director proves it…]

At this moment, Jiang Xinyuan did not care about what the bullet screen said. He walked in front of the director with a serious expression.

The bullet comments and the guests:

Director: “In order to prevent people from saying that the program is shady, we’ll use an open and transparent lucky draw method. The five pieces of paper with numbers are here. You can choose whichever one you draw. Now, the guests and the audience in the live-stream will check if the five pieces of paper are the same.” [Isn’t it a slap in the face to say that it’s shady?]

[I’m a little nervous.]

[I’m still curious about what house number five looks like.]

[Xinyuan’s expression is so serious. When he visited the house previously, he was very calm. Why is he suddenly so serious?] [Did Fu Xin say something to him alone?]

[It can’t be. Did she make the child nervous?]

After everyone was done checking, the director looked at Jiang Xinyuan. “Are you sure you want to be the first to draw?”

Everyone looked at Jiang Xinyuan. Five pieces of paper, five choices. This meant that the first person to draw would face five possibilities. It was possible that he would draw the worst first, or the best. As for the others, it would depend on luck.

Huo Run asked weakly, “Aren’t you afraid?”

Feng Fei was also a little nervous. “You were very brave when you said you wanted to beat me up. You were also very brave when you drew the lottery.” Feng Jun looked at him. “So, were you very good at the lottery in the past?”

Bai Ruirui looked at him silently, not daring to say anything. After all, their mothers had just finished arguing. She didn’t even know if he would hate her.

Humans were visual animals, let alone children. They liked to look good.

Bai Ruirui also liked good -looking children, like dolls. But if Jiang Xinyuan did not like her, she would play with the other children. With this thought in mind, she did not dare to speak..