Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

When they were almost at their destination, Jiang Cha left him a message, saying, "Don't you think you control her too much? She wanted to wear nice clothes when she went out, but you disliked them because they were too revealing and didn't let her wear them. Skirts cannot be above the knees, and there can't be shorts in the closet. You treat her well and would even give her your life, but you should also control your possessiveness towards her."

Xie Qihai listened to Jiang Cha's words and had no way to refute.

Jiang Cha blocked all his avenues for rebuttal.

What he usually says most is: I love you, and I’m doing this for your own good.

But this sentence was also blocked by ginger tea.

Xie Qihai looked like a defeated warrior, with his shoulders drooping dejectedly.

Xie Qihai and Xie Jiujian don't look much alike, but everyone in the Xie family is good-looking, each in their own way.

When Jiang Cha got off the car, he heard Xie Qihai mumbling, "I wasn't like this before. I don't know why, but later I couldn't control myself more and more. I knew that Xiaoxue would be angry if I said some words or did some things, but I just couldn't control myself. I hate myself for being like this, but what can I do?"

Xie Qihai hugged his head in pain, his elbows resting on the steering wheel, his eyes full of regret.

Ginger tea probably knows the reason.

The Xie family was all screwed.

The other party's background is not small.

Jiang Cha is now seriously injured, her dantian is destroyed, and her meridians are damaged, which greatly limits her abilities. She will not be able to compete with the opponent in the short term.

She needs time.

She had accomplished several major things recently, and a large amount of merit had entered her body. In addition, with Xie Jiujian as a medium, it became much easier for her to absorb the spiritual energy of this world.

But now it has only recovered a little.

After Jiang Cha got out of the car, he knocked on the driver's seat window again.

Xie Qihai rolled down the window and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Cha took out a piece of talisman paper, "The calming talisman costs 10,000 yuan per piece. It can help you control your temper in front of your loved one, but the effect of a talisman can only last for one hour."

Xie Qihai raised his eyebrows, "Ten thousand an hour? Are you robbing me?"

Jiang Cha smiled and said, "Didn't I give you a piece of talisman paper?"

Xie Qihai hesitated, but thinking of Jiang Cha's previous performance, he intuitively felt that she could be trusted.

Xie Qihai: "I'll take ten first. If they're really useful, I'll buy them back from you."

Jiang Cha only took out five tickets. "Sorry, the purchase is limited. You can only buy five tickets a day."

Xie Qihai: “…”

Xie Qihai added Jiang Cha as his friend and transferred 50,000 yuan.

With the warm money in his pocket, Jiang Cha went in to shoot related materials for the product he was endorsing.

She will spend most of the day here.

Jiang Cha walked in and happened to hear two girls chatting next to her while taking the elevator. They were talking about all kinds of strange news that had popped up recently.

Girl A said: "Have you heard? A two-meter-tall Italian man had a serious car accident in the suburbs of our place. His car was destroyed and he was seriously injured. He is still in the hospital."

Girl B: "Have you found the vehicle that caused the accident?"

Girl A said mysteriously, "This is the weird part of the incident. There was no surveillance camera before or after the accident, but the police checked the surveillance cameras on both sides of the road leading up the mountain and didn't see the vehicle that caused the accident. Logically, since the car crashed into other people's cars like that, my car must have been damaged as well, but I didn't see any cars with signs of damage passing by that day."

Girl B: "Oh my god, is this a ghost?"

Jiangcha: "..."

Girl C: "I also recently saw something online about what happened to Li Fugui's family."

Girl B: “What’s the reason?”

Girl C: "It is said that Li Fugui sold the lives of most of his children and grandchildren to the devil in exchange for wealth, health and longevity."

Girl A: "I've heard about it, too. I think it's true. Otherwise, how could the Li family collapse in such a short time? And many people in their family died. Some died from choking while eating, some were hit by cars while going out, and one was killed by falling objects while walking on the road. The most outrageous thing was Li Fugui's youngest son. I forgot his name, but he starved to death because he forgot to eat."

Girl B: "Stop talking, it's so scary, I feel like I'm being taken away by a demon."

The elevator door opened and Jiang Cha walked out.

The girls continued to talk about the many bizarre events that had happened in Beijing recently.

When the elevator door was about to close, one of the girls suddenly said, "Hey, did someone just go out? Did you notice?"

Girl A: "Was there anyone there? Weren't we the only ones in the elevator?"

Girl C: "Stop talking, I really don't dare to take the elevator later."

Jiang Cha touched the brim of her baseball cap and walked to the shooting room. Her agent came out to greet her and called her name. Only then did other people notice Jiang Cha's presence.

"My little ancestor, you are finally here. Go in and put on some makeup first." Chen Mengting pushed Jiang Cha into the dressing room.

The makeup artist looked at Jiang Cha's skin and exclaimed, "What skin care products do you use for your skin? It's in great condition."

Ginger Tea: "Ma rawhide."

The makeup artist was even more envious, "I'm so envious, it's not like I inherited my dad's oily skin."

The makeup artist was quite talkative, and she would say something from time to time, "I've done makeup for many people, but your skin is the best. You don't even need concealer or contouring. Just a simple makeup will do the trick. Teacher Jiang Cha, are you still short of a makeup artist in your team? Do you want to find me?"

Jiang Cha's makeup artist is probably the most relaxed person in the entire industry.

Jiang Cha: "If you want to apply, you can find my agent."

The makeup artist was surprised and asked, "Really?"

Jiang Cha: "Just ask her. As long as she agrees, I don't care."

The makeup artist has very good professional skills and is very fast in applying makeup.

But after putting on makeup for a while, she couldn't help but hit her shoulders, as if she was in pain.

There were several other staff members in the dressing room. One of them had known the makeup artist for many years. Seeing her pounding her shoulders, he asked out of concern, "Do you have frozen shoulder? I see you've been pounding your shoulders. I know a good Chinese medicine masseur. Do you want me to introduce you to one?"

The makeup artist sighed and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me lately. My shoulders have been getting heavier and more sore. I went to the hospital for a checkup and the doctor said there was nothing wrong. I've also visited several Chinese medicine massage parlors and had them massaged and my bones adjusted, but it didn't work. Instead, it's getting worse."

Jiang Cha lifted her eyelids and glanced over the makeup artist's shoulder.

There lay an ugly male ghost.