"Lin Feng, your son is touching a girl group idol's thigh again on live stream!" The icy female CEO, Shen Binglan, stared at the monitor, her hand crushing a purple clay teapot. On the screen, five-and-a-half-year-old Lin Dabao was frantically pressing his face against the leg of a popular female star. "Sister, your legs are so long, it's a shame you're not driving a tricycle." "But I have a Ferrari's passenger seat here, do you want to ride?" And I, Lin Dabao's biological father, was lying on a beach chair five meters away, happily sipping coconut juice. "Ten yuan for a touch, fifty yuan for a kiss! Scan to pay, no credit!" Ten minutes later, the entire internet exploded.
