The obedient beauty is targeted by the bad guys again [Quick Wear]

The production crew was in chaos, and one person even fainted from seeing a ghost in the middle of the night.

The ambulance arrived and left quickly because Xie Xin fainted for a while and then woke up again.

At this moment, Xie Xin looked at the man in front of her with eyes full of admiration that was difficult to conceal.

"Mr. Song, it seems that Xiao Xie really likes you."

The director was very impressed when he saw Xie Xin's fear turning into love immediately after seeing Song Chen.

Song Chen ignored the director and pulled up Xie Xin who was sitting on the ground: "What's wrong?"

Xie Xin looked at his hands in front of him with surprise in his eyes.

"Thank you."

He stood up and hurriedly thanked Song Chen. Because he was too excited, he didn't notice the mockery in Song Chen's eyes.

"It's okay. Be more careful next time and don't disturb others' rest so late at night."

Song Chen's words could be considered quite ruthless, but Xie Xin, whose mind was full of Song Chen, didn't notice it at all and even felt that Song Chen was caring about him.

After Song Chen finished speaking, he went straight back to his room, as if he didn't believe in ghosts at all.

I took out my phone and sent a message to a person with a completely black avatar: He is not my younger brother at all.

Song Chen looked at the photo in his hand, his eyes full of confusion. Can a person really change so much?

When Xie Xin came to his senses, he found that he was the only one left in the living room.

The quiet atmosphere around him made Xie Xin feel cold from the soles of his feet.

He stumbled back to his room and locked the door.

Looking at the figure outside the window, his face turned pale with fear: "Didn't you say that you would stop pestering me after you changed your body? Why are you still here?"

Xie Xin muttered to himself, climbed onto the bed in a panic and quickly wrapped himself in the quilt, his body shaking uncontrollably.

At this time, Xu Qianhan saw that Mu Yan had fallen asleep, so he tiptoed out of bed and walked out.

Walking upstairs to the balcony, Xu Qianhan looked at Yan Ling standing there and walked over.

"Are you sure it's really okay?"

Xu Qianhan looked at the cigarette that Yan Ling handed over, but did not take it.

Yan Ling watched as Xu Qianhan didn't take the call and was about to light one for himself, but was stopped by Xu Qianhan.

"Yanyan doesn't like it."

Xu Qianhan's words successfully dispelled Yan Ling's idea of ​​smoking.

No one knew that Yan Ling liked to light up a cigarette when he encountered troubles, but now it seems that he can no longer smoke this cigarette.

"No problem, as long as Yanyan is not allowed to take off the jade pendant."

Yan Ling threw the cigarette into the trash can, then turned around and looked at Xu Qianhan.

Xu Qianhan leaned on the white railing, casually fiddling with the cracked Buddhist beads on his wrist.

Yan Ling looked at the Buddhist beads in Xu Qianhan's hand, puzzled: "There are cracks, so it should be ineffective. It must be from the hands of Master Lechen."

"Well, it didn't work, but I found something better."

Xu Qianhan seemed to be hinting at something.

Yan Ling's expression turned cold: "He is not a tool for you to solve your own problems."

Xu Qianhan paused, as if he had thought of something and his eyes were full of tenderness: "No, how could I bear to do that? He is my unique salvation."

Yan Ling looked at Xu Qianhan's eyes full of possessiveness and felt very unhappy. He wished he had met Yanyan first.

"Okay, go back and rest early. You still have to accompany Yanyan to participate in a live variety show tomorrow."

Xu Qianhan didn't care what Yan Ling was thinking. He pulled the chair that was blocking the way and walked back.

Yan Ling felt his pocket and realized that he had thrown away the cigarette.

An irritated Yan Ling had no choice but to vent his anger on the little ghosts gathered outside.

Xu Qianhan returned to the bed and waited until his body was warm before he carefully held Mu Yan in his arms.

The next day, after breakfast, Mu Yan started to pack up. The clothes he moved in yesterday were exactly the right amount, and they were all Mu Yan's favorites.

Since having Yan Ling's jade pendant, Mu Yan can also wear these clothes.

Yan Ling contacted his junior fellow apprentice and asked him to help prepare the luggage.

Xu Qianhan looked at the information sent by his assistant with a frown on his face.

No one has been in a coma recently, not a single person.

After Mu Yan finished packing his things, he saw Xu Qianhan, who was looking at his phone and was obviously unhappy, so he walked over and shook his arm.

"What's wrong? You don't collect anything?"

Xu Qianhan didn't want to make Mu Yan worried, so he put away his phone immediately.

"Yes, I don't have much stuff. Yanyan, have you collected it?"

Mu Yan walked back to check the things and then nodded to Xu Qianhan.

"Okay, you probably don't need that much stuff, so I only took this much."

In other words, all the clothes that Xu Qianhan had someone send over yesterday were stuffed into the suitcase by Mu Yan.

Xu Qianhan went over, opened the suitcase and looked at the wrinkled haute couture, his eyes full of helplessness. Forget it, as long as Yanyan likes it.

"Tell me what else Yanyan likes and I will buy it for her."

Xu Qianhan felt that these things were far from enough for Yanyan.

"Thank you, Qianhan."

Mu Yan looked at Xu Qianhan with a smile, her delicate little face looking bright and charming because of her happiness.

Just as Xu Qianhan was engrossed in watching, a phone call disturbed the tranquility.

Xu Qianhan took out his cell phone and saw that the caller was his assistant, so he answered the call.

The assistant's voice rang out over the phone: "President, the program team has already agreed. Do you need someone to pick you up?"

"Well, send someone over."

"Okay, President."

Before the assistant could finish his words, he realized that the other party had hung up the phone.

He never expected that the president, who had never shown up in public, would actually participate in a live variety show.

By the time the car arrived, everyone was almost ready.

At the filming site of Field Life, every guest looked very haggard because of yesterday's haunted incident.

Xie Xin, in particular, obviously hadn't slept the whole night. He sat on the bench listlessly with dark circles under his eyes.

I don't mind that the benches in the countryside are dirty and hard.

"Didn't the director say that there would be a new guest today? And the Tianshi Sect is the Tianshi. As long as the Tianshi comes, there's nothing to be afraid of even if it's a real ghost."

The person who spoke was an 18th-tier celebrity, Wang Xinran.

Wang Xinran lived next door to Cheng Yuanyuan last night. Although he did not see it with his own eyes, he was still quite frightened late at night.

This variety show is very popular now, and several people are reluctant to withdraw, and the penalty for breach of contract is also frighteningly high.

So we can only place our hopes on the new guest master.

Xie Xin, who was standing by, turned pale when he heard that the guest was the Heavenly Master. He was very worried that the other party would find out that the body was not his own.

The Taoist priests of the Tianshi Sect generally would not accept orders to harm people, so the Xie family spent a lot of money to find a fairly famous Taoist priest.

"Master Xie, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why are you getting paler and paler?"

Ding Ming, who was sitting quietly in the corner observing the emotions of several people, looked at Xie Xin, whose face was obviously not right, and said with concern.

Xie Xin ignored Ding Ming's concern and got up and went upstairs.