Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 433

Sure enough, bad guys are shameless, and they don’t feel any pressure when they scold themselves.

Louise spoke earnestly while clicking on the other party’s live broadcast

room.

The words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

No one in the other party’s live broadcast room spoke ill of him at all, the live broadcast… was his studio!

In the picture is a room full of cats, even the assistant was caught straight…

Louise fell into an ice cellar, choked in place and couldn’t speak.

I thought the other party was also exposing him in the live broadcast, so he could still scold and argue with him. In the end, it’s hard to say who the netizens believe!

But the other party broadcast live about him buying and selling cat blood, so how can you argue…

Louise forcibly calmed down, frowned and said, “What’s going on? Where is this place? Why are you all scolding me? Did you recognize the wrong person…”

At the critical moment, he refused to admit it!

Kellen was also watching his live broadcast, and sneered: “Oh? The other party doesn’t recognize it? Did you forget that this is your studio, with your name and photo identification information.”

He hugged Susie behind his back, neither he nor Susie showed up.

Susie imitated her father’s appearance yesterday, adjusting the bazooka and aiming at the business license on the wall.

A lovely voice sounded: “ID: Name: Louise, Gender: Boy, Age: 913 years old…”

Susie looked at the long string of numbers on the business license, and felt strange, is that bad uncle so old?

In the live broadcast room, although the netizens didn’t see Susie.

But overwhelmed by her cute voice and serious nonsense.

【Ha… here it says, business license…name, type, legal representative…..】

[If I didn’t know how to read, I would have almost believed it. 】

[Serious nonsense, come out to work before the full moon? Have you taken the kindergarten diploma? 】

After being interrupted by the cute baby, the hostility in the live broadcast room dissipated a lot.

Kellen changed the topic, grabbed the bazooka and swept it aside: “What’s your boss’s name, and where is your ID card? Show me it.”

Finance tried to resist, and said weakly: “Who are you! Why do you check our documents? You are breaking the law!”

Kellen: “Huh? So what?”