Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Sun Wenxi let Xia Jingsheng walk on his arm, and when he stood still, he realized that there was no painting in front of him.

Seeing Xia Jingsheng's lips pursed into a line, Sun Wenxi asked softly, "Jingsheng, are you... angry?"

Xia Jingsheng suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously let go of his hand.

His heart was beating violently, and he still had an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

That feeling is the same as when my beloved toy was robbed when I was a child.

Recently, there have been various rumors in the market, saying that there are many people who take the initiative to entangle a man like Sun Wenxi, and there will never be a shortage of Yingying Yanyan by his side.

A Wu Zheng will come today, and a Huang Zheng will come tomorrow if the guarantee is not complete.

Every time he heard such a statement, he always felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to confirm something with Sun Wenxi emotionally, but he was not allowed to go further intellectually.

Before Xia Jingsheng could figure out what this mentality of worrying about gains and losses meant, Sun Wenxi had already taken the initiative to explain: "Jingsheng, I am happy with you, and the world can learn from you. At this moment, I swear to the heavens, if there is even half a lie, call me ..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Jingsheng stopped him, "This kind of talk is so nonsense."

"Then Jingsheng can trust me?" Sun Wenxi looked at Xia Jingsheng expectantly.

"I believe."

Xia Jingsheng's answer made Sun Wenxi's eyes light up.

He grabbed Xia Jingsheng's shoulders and pulled him into his arms.

Xia Jingsheng felt warm all over, and fell into the embrace of a man with a light fragrance.

Very jerky, he slowly relaxed his body and rested his head on Sun Wenxi's shoulder.

Sensing his response, Sun Wenxi's heart was more excited than ever, and he hugged him tightly, trying to prolong this moment.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps not far away that Sun Wenxi slowly let go of his arms, but someone grabbed his sleeves.

Xia Jingsheng took a deep breath and said softly, "I...don't want to see you with others."

Sun Wenxi was startled, and then burst into ecstasy: "I didn't hear clearly, Jing Sheng, please say it again!"

Xia Jingsheng said it again, but his voice was softer than before.

Sun Wenxi repeated his old tricks to tease him, and got a big stare.

"Stop talking, you clearly heard it."

Sun Wenxi couldn't help laughing: "Why don't you want to see me with others? Is Jing Sheng jealous?"

"Jealous?" Xia Jingsheng's feelings were like a blank sheet of paper, this was the first time he experienced such a mental journey.

He thought about it carefully for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know, I feel uncomfortable when I read the news in the newspaper."

Ye Henglang told him that if he likes someone, even if he is close to death, he must let him know.

He was still not sure if he liked Sun Wenxi, but he knew that when he saw Sun Wenxi with others, he saw others look at Sun Wenxi covetously.

He will be unhappy, and he doesn't want such a thing to happen from the bottom of his heart.

So he told Sun Wenxi without reservation.

Could this be the rumored "jealousy"?

After hearing this, Sun Wenxi was already happy in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he said solemnly: "In that case, I will only be with Jing Sheng, how about it?"

Xia Jingsheng didn't expect him to say that, and his heart panicked.

Sun Wenxi keenly caught the flash of panic on Xia Jingsheng's face, and hurriedly pulled him aside and sat down.

"Jing Sheng, you clearly have a crush on me, why are you still unwilling to agree to try with me?"

"You...give me some more time, I need to figure out something."

"Are you still worried about the theory of fate? Jing Sheng, I have already said that I don't believe in these things. I'm not afraid of any lone star."

"But I'm afraid." Xia Jingsheng thought to himself.

"Jing Sheng..." Sun Wenxi was about to say something, but the sound of the shutter of the camera came from behind him.

Xia Jingsheng stood up abruptly, straightened his clothes, "Let's go."

Sun Wenxi obediently followed behind him, and in a place where Xia Jingsheng couldn't see, he turned around and glanced at the reporter who was taking pictures.

As expected, the gossip soon hit the papers again.

Different from the "meeting new love" last time, this time the reporter unified the caliber and described the Shura field where the three met.

Some commented on Wu Zheng falling out of favor, some commented on Xia Jingsheng declaring the sovereignty of the "Zhenggong", and some lamented that Sun Wenxi enjoyed the blessings of equal people.

However, such news only lasted for one day.From the next day, anyone who published relevant reports received a lawyer's letter.

Soon, a reporter from Jiangcheng Newspaper received news that Sun Wenxi was going to be interviewed to publicly clarify the whole story of the incident.

Cai Kanghuai, the reporter of "Jiangcheng Daily" who was in charge of the interview, came to Baohui Bank at the appointed time with the interview draft in his hands.

I met Sun Wenxi in the reception room. Sun Wenxi was wearing a white shirt with the neckline slightly open to reveal the pendant around his neck, looking very relaxed.

Even so, he still has an undeniable aura about him.

Cai Kang carefully handed over the business card, Sun Wenxi only glanced at it, then put it aside.

"Let's start asking questions." Sun Wenxi said.

When he came, Cai Kang prepared a lot of questions, but under the awe of Sun Wenxi's aura, it was difficult to ask them.

Seeing him hesitating, Sun Wenxi frowned and looked at his watch: "I don't have much time, I hope you are well prepared."

Cai Kang bit the bullet and said: "Sun Shao, there have been many rumors about your love life. Are you... broken sleeves?"

Sun Wenxi held a pen in his hand and chuckled lightly: "I am."

With a "click", the pen in Cai Kang's hand fell to the ground.

He never expected that Sun Wenxi would be so frank.

Sun Wenxi bent down and picked up the pen for him: "Be careful next time, remember what you should, and don't drop it."

Cai Kang: "Sun... Young Master Sun, what is the relationship between you and Xia Jingsheng...?"

Sun Wenxi laughed and said: "I am happy with Jingsheng, but I haven't chased him yet."

Another bombshell fell, and Cai Kang quickly asked: "That is to say, you admit that you are chasing Xia Jingsheng?"

Sun Wenxi: "I admit it."

"Then how do you explain what happened to Wu Zheng?" Cai Kang chased after him.

"Who is Wu Zheng?" Sun Wenxi asked in confusion.

This time, even the photographer on the side showed a look of surprise.

Cai Kang said with difficulty: "It's the newcomer from Yingxing Entertainment."

"It's him, this matter was a misunderstanding from the beginning to the end..." Sun Wenxi told the scene of that day exactly.

Although the words were not made explicit, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that there was something wrong between Wu Zheng and Liu Cheng.

This Wu Zheng was obviously arranged by Liu Cheng to be next to Sun Wenxi, such an unknown person, whose appearance was exactly like Xia Jingsheng.

What kind of calculation Liu Cheng had made has now become Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

In the end, Sun Wenxi said: "No matter who it is, it's fine to attack me, but if you hit my people with crooked ideas, you're courting death!"

Cai Kang's pen tip trembled, and he looked up at Sun Wenxi in surprise.

"This sentence is written as it is." Sun Wenxi smiled, but Cai Kang was still so nervous that his palms were sweating.

At the end of the interview, Sun Wenxi looked at Cai Kang who was packing things in a hurry, and asked, "Are you a newcomer?"

"Yes." Cai Kang's expression was serious, and he didn't dare to look up at Sun Wenxi at all.

"It's also strange that "Jiangcheng Daily" actually asked a newcomer to interview me. You remember, what I said today, just write it truthfully. If there is a fabricated word or sentence, you know the consequences."

Cai Kang shuddered and nodded solemnly.

Walking out of the gate of Baohui Bank, Cai Kang had the illusion of surviving a catastrophe.

Early this morning, he received a notice from the newspaper that he was in charge of the interview with Sun Shao.

Perhaps in the eyes of a layman, it is a miracle that a newcomer can have such an opportunity, but everyone in the industry knows that the previous reports of "Jiangcheng Daily" have already annoyed Sun Wenxi.

A few days ago, the manuscript of "Three-person Asura Field" was withdrawn by both soft and hard methods. This time, they arranged a separate interview. Many veteran reporters thought that Sun Wenxi wanted to settle accounts later.

No one wants to make mistakes, so the interview task falls to a newcomer like Cai Kang.

He can only write the content of this report truthfully. If he writes well, he may not be credited, but if he writes badly, he will definitely be held accountable.

Like Cai Kang, Wu Zheng was also roasted on the fire.

At this moment, he was staying in Liu Cheng's office with a dejected look on his face, but within two or three days, he was much haggard.

The interview with "Jiangcheng Daily" has already been published, and the reporter named Cai Kang published what Sun Wenxi said in the newspaper.

The whole story and details of being in the big world that night were revealed, and the fact that Yingxing Company wanted to use Sun Wenxi's hand to promote Wu Zheng to the top position was clearly revealed.

However, his sinister intentions and underhanded methods are despised by the people.

Once the interview was published, Yingxing Entertainment's stock price plummeted.

The media that used to tout Wu Zheng as a star of tomorrow have all died down.

"It's over, it's all over." Wu Zheng covered his face, "I'm done."

Liu Cheng was upset by him, without Dong Beibei, Yingxing was already at the end of her strength, and now it was even worse.

"Where are you mourning?! Get out and cry!" Liu Cheng said angrily.

He had calculated everything, but he never expected that Sun Wenxi would publicly clarify for Xia Jingsheng.

Originally thought that Sun Wenxi was just acting on the occasion, and when he had a new love, he would forget the old love, but he didn't expect that stealing chickens would not make a lot of money.

At this time, the phone in the office rang suddenly, and Liu Cheng answered the phone distractedly.

Sun Wenxi's voice made him tremble all over: "Boss Liu, are you safe? What is Yingxing's opening price today?"

Liu Cheng wanted to die: "Sun Shao, please show your hand high, we..."

"Liu Cheng, I gave you a chance." Sun Wenxi said, "But you absolutely shouldn't, you shouldn't have set your mind on Xia Jingsheng..."

"Sun Shao, I was wrong, your lord has a lot..." Liu Cheng was really scared.

"Unfortunately, in this matter, I have a small belly. Don't you like to play? Don't you have a lot of scheming? I have plenty of time to play with you slowly." Sun Wenxi finished speaking and hung up the phone.

On the other end, Liu Cheng was holding the receiver in cold sweat, his heart ashamed.

Sun Wenxi's public confession caused an uproar.

The conservatives thought that Sun Wenxi was deviant, while the reformers believed that Sun Wenxi dared to break the stereotypes. The two sides argued in the newspapers all the time.

There were also people who gambled on whether Xia Jingsheng would agree to Sun Wenxi.

As a result of the betting, most people believed that Xia Jingsheng would not agree to Sun Wenxi.

On this day, Xia Jingsheng was sitting in the teahouse, and happened to see a table of bets.

Seeing that there were far more people who voted "No" than "Yes", Xia Jingsheng ordered, "A Bao, go and ask, why do most people think I won't agree?"

Ah Bao stood in front of the plate with a normal face, scaring away many people in an instant.

After finally talking to a punter, the person smiled and said: "This is no nonsense, the Xia family is a family of poetry and calligraphy, how could they tolerate their young master's broken sleeves."

"Isn't the matter with Lan Chengyun a mess before? I heard that Boss Lan wanted to join the Xia family because the master of the Xia family firmly opposed it. He forced him to marry a wife."

Xia Jingsheng almost spit out his mouthful of tea when he heard the bull-headed and wrong-headed words, and he couldn't help feeling that the brain power of the public is really strong.

"Jing Sheng, what's the fun?" The door of the box was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in Taoist robes walked in.

"Master!" Xia Jingsheng stood up to greet him.

That Taoist is Xia Jingsheng's master, whose Taoist name is Ling Xiaozi.

"How do you know that something interesting happened?" Xia Jingsheng asked suspiciously.

"On weekdays, I seldom see you above Qiqing. If you are like this today, something important must have happened."

Xia Jingsheng sneered slightly: "It's not an important matter, but I just want to ask... about my fate..."

When this topic was mentioned, Ling Xiaozi fell silent in a rare way: "Jing Sheng, fate is brought out of the mother's womb, and there is nothing you can do as a teacher."

Xia Jingsheng shook his head and said: "Master misunderstood, I just want to ask, is there any destiny in my destiny?"

"Marriage?!" Ling Xiaozi's eyes widened, and he sighed for a while, "Jing Sheng, my teacher once calculated for you that you have no marriage in this life. Your fate is too fierce. If you find an ordinary person as a partner, It’s bound to hurt the other side.”

The hope in Xia Jingsheng's heart was gradually extinguished with Ling Xiaozi's words.

With the last thought in his arms, he asked: "Then what if... the other party is a born lucky star?"

"A born lucky star?" Ling Xiaozi asked puzzled.

"If the other party is a person who is forgiven by heaven..."

"Impossible." Ling Xiaozi vetoed it straight away, "I know your fate clearly. There is no such person in your life. Jing Sheng, back then I opposed you leaving Biezhuang because I was worried about you. Your body is stained with worldly dust, and you are tired of love. I have also heard a little about the matter between you and the young master of the Sun family. As a teacher, I advise you to think twice."

Xia Jingsheng's heart fell to the bottom.

When he was young, he suffered from fate, especially after his mother died, he searched through the classics, only to find a way to break the fate of the lone star of Tiansha.

The book says that only a born lucky star can not be burdened by this vicious fate.

But Ling Xiaozi said that there was no such special person in his horoscope.

Ling Xiaozi is a master of star-gazing and fortune-telling, so it is naturally impossible for him to misread his apprentice's horoscope.

"I understand, Master." Xia Jingsheng used all his strength to force out such a sentence.

Seeing his distraught appearance, Ling Xiaozi let out a long sigh: "Jing Sheng, the theory of fate is mysterious and mysterious. The chance during the period cannot be seen by the naked eye. Master really does not want you to follow your mother's old path."

Xia Jingsheng was stunned.

He reacted for a while before he frowned and said, "My mother? What is my mother's old way?"

Ling Xiaozi's complexion changed slightly: "Jing Sheng, you heard wrong."

Xia Jingsheng looked at Ling Xiaozi suspiciously, but the latter picked up his teacup, "The tea in this secular world is incomparable to that in other villages."