Star Path Divination Room

"Look at such a good girl, how much you worry about you! You reported the fan on the front foot, and she knew it on the back foot. This shows that she has been following your updates all the time!"

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This is the source of Zisang's inner battle just now... Thinking about it at the time, he almost had some kind of embarrassing misunderstanding.After knowing the inside story, I have no face to recall.

Sang Yunqing thought that Zisang didn't hear clearly, so she repeated: "My mother likes everything that is good to you. Besides, she is beautiful, she can act and sing, and the news says that she is going to transform into a behind-the-scenes role now. Have you become your own boss in the investment business! You can make money this way, you are a nice person, and your mouth is sweet..."

Zisang cut her off: "It's perfect, you should be married."

Sang Yunqing clapped her hands: "That's right, you can get married!"

Zi Sang: "I'll prepare the dowry for you. When will you go with Sang Yunshu to get the divorce certificate?"

Sang Yunqing was stunned for a while, then broke down and roared in an instant: "What nonsense are you talking about, dead child! I will live with your father forever! There is no way we will get divorced! Hurry up and spit out what you just said!"

Sang Yunshu is her weakness, held above her heart and soul, no matter rich or poor, they will stay together for a lifetime.

Zisang stubbornly did not apologize, nor did he explain anything.

Sang Yunqing's head was burning with anger, and she left angrily.

Zisang vaguely remembered things from his childhood.Sang Yunqing hugged herself to go to Yao's house. The heavy rain poured down on her head, so that people couldn't even open their eyes. Sang Yunqing knelt on the ground and cried.Yao's house is very big, there are many people, all of them are standing on the steps in the distance, very high, looking down.

There was only the sound of heavy rain hitting the ground, mixed with Sang Yunqing's crying.

How old was he at that time?Very small, so small that I doubt whether this memory was imagined by myself later.But the steps of Yao's house are still standing there, but they are not as majestic and high as in memory.

After the heavy rain, Sang Yunqing moved into this house with herself and a few luggage. It was a key residential building developed in T City 20 years ago.

The house has been lived in so far, so it can't be compared with the newly opened real estate, but it is warm and comfortable enough.Last year, Zisang made some money and redecorated it, but she couldn't stand Sang Yunqing's scornful pestering, so she followed her wish and pretended to be in this style.

When she moved back from the next door, Sang Yunqing felt cheap and obedient: "Oh, it doesn't matter whether the house is decorated or not! The most important thing is that the three of us are together!"

Zisang: "Then I'll sell this set and go to the village in the city to rent one."

Sang Yunqing immediately changed her words: "I was wrong, as long as you are with your father! You can go wherever you want!"

No matter when, whether it is a serious occasion or a joke, always take Sang Yunshu with you and never leave behind.

It probably started when she left home when she was a girl and changed her surname.Or it started when she returned to Yao's house, knelt in front of the door and begged hoarsely.No matter which time it was, it was for that man.

Zisang fell asleep on the sofa, dazed and unfinished after a dream, and was woken up by Sang Yunshu.

Sang Yunshu leaned over and looked at her: "Get up and go to sleep in the room."

Zisang: "...can't you take a quilt and cover me gently and considerately?"

Sang Yunshu looked at her like a monster: "Have you played too many TV dramas!?"

Zisang turned around and buried his head in the crack of the sofa.

Sang Yunshu continued to pat her persistently: "It's boring inside, come out."

Zisang stuffed the stuff into the gap again.

Sang Yunshu still patted her: "I can't pull you out, you come out by yourself."

Zisang turned back in a breakdown, and shouted at Sang Yunshu: "Can you let me be sad for a while quietly!? People like you who destroy emotions in the film crew will be beaten!"

Sang Yunshu corrected her seriously: "I'm at home now."

Zisang: "Would you like to experience my getting up Qi?"

Sang Yunshu: "You've been with the group for so long, and you haven't given up getting up?"

Zisang: "Now I'm at home."

Sang Yunshu: "..."

Zisang: "I demolished the house and no one can take care of me."

Sang Yunshu: "Demolish the house or..."

Zisang cut off his words: "I paid for the installation. I can reinstall it after dismantling it."

Sang Yunshu was defeated: "Don't tear it down, it's been renovated with great difficulty! I don't want to borrow another house at all!"

Sang Yunshu suffers from asthma and neurasthenia, every time he changes the environment, he will get sick if he can't sleep, and it can take half his life.

Zisang: "So can you let me be quiet for a while?"

Sang Yunshu sat down next to Zisang, and squeezed her back into the crack of the sofa.

Zisang: "...the IQs of your husband and wife interact with each other, right? It gets lower every day!"

No one in this world would care about Zisang's poisonous tongue. Sang Yunshu and his wife were tied for the first place, and Zhong Liran might be added now—if the two of them still had an intersection.

Regardless of Zisang's reluctance, Sang Yunshu took on a "father" attitude and planned to have a good talk with Zisang: "Shufeng..."

"To shut up!"

Sang Yunshu: "You should accept this name, just like you should quit getting up."

Zisang was silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "I want to change my name."

Sang Yunshu was startled, his face turned slightly pale.He remained silent for a long time, and said with difficulty: "If...if...if you really don't like this name..."

Sang Yunshu gritted his teeth, and said the second half of the sentence: "Then change it!"

Yo! ?Why are you so talkative today?

Zisang looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you going to hold an art exhibition again? How much will it cost?"

Sang Yunshu's authority as a pseudo-parent was attacked by money, and he became angry from embarrassment: "I treat you well, is it only for money!?"

Zhen Treasurer-Sang said: "Based on the experience of the past few years, yes."

Sang Yunshu: "..."

Zisang recalled: "But it's not all for the exhibition, such as Valentine's Day, Qixi Festival, Christmas and Tomb-sweeping Day. The money you buy gifts for your wife comes from, me, here, here."

Sang Yunshu defended dully: "When will I give gifts on Qingming Festival?"

"The year before last, you bought your wife a super luxurious cake worth 480 yuan. It's okay, we agreed to have two art exhibitions a year, and this year's share has been used up."

Sang Yunshu: "It's not an art exhibition. I'm going to persuade your mother to change your name, but... after the change, you should stop seeing Zhong Liran."

Zisang looked at him steadily.

Sang Yunshu: "She is a woman, and you are also a woman, you can't have children."

Zisang laughed angrily: "That being said, I still have to find a woman. I have been oppressed by you, and my child will still have to provide for your food, drink and retirement. Why did I give birth to him? Let him come to the world to suffer ?”

It was sharp and sharp, piercing straight into Sang Yunshu's heart.

Sang Yunshu: "Your mother is already angry, do you have to pierce us all today?"

Zisang asked, "Which sentence am I wrong?"

Sang Yunshu took a deep breath, got up and left, and asked Zisang before leaving, "Do you think I'm worthless?"

Zisang remained stubborn and did not speak.

Does it matter if you are promising or not?But my life has become a mess because of this "Yao" surname, how can I vent?

Zisang fell asleep on the sofa, opened his eyes and saw Yaoyao squatting in front of him.

Shaking his teeth and claws: "You finally woke up! I thought you were dead!"

"So you're squatting here, waiting to eat my flesh?"

Zisang got up, moved his numb body, his feet were so soft that he almost knelt down.

Shake was shocked: "You know!?!"

Zisang: "... There is a creature called a scientist among human beings, who can study everything, including your cats—that is, the group of people I said to open your stomach."

Shaking from head to tail tip, the fur all over his body exploded.

The quilt on Zisang's body fell off, so she had to lie on the sofa, with her head facing down between the quilts, pulling on the slippers.

Shaking looked at Zisang's hair hanging in mid-air, swaying, stretched out his claws to hook.

Zisang turned his head in an instant, the phoenix eyes burst out a threat in the middle of the hair, and the gloomy and cold Huo shook in shock.

Zisang put away his expression and hung his hair behind his ears: "Don't let me send you to do research right now."

Shaking and arching, he stepped back, halfway back, and then remembered the business: "You, you, you, don't try to scare me! This time I won't let you get rid of me again!"

Zisang looked away coldly, concentrated on looking for slippers, and ignored her.

Shaking: "Did you eat gunpowder today? Oh! I see! Menstrual period!"

Zisang still ignored him.

Shaking himself was boring, walked forward with catwalks, and stopped at an appropriate distance: "I finally escaped from that assistant, you answer me seriously—"

"Is there any necessary logical relationship between the difficulty of your escape and whether I take it seriously? You are very difficult, so I have to sympathize with you? What a coincidence, I was not born with this attribute."

Yao Yao looked at Zi Sang in a daze, and said that it was too wise for him not to wake her up rashly - she is not a poisonous tongue today, she is a poisonous arrow at all!

Yao Yao stepped back again: "I heard from the stupid assistant's boss that you don't want to shoot the MV anymore?"

Zisang: "No."

The shaking pupils turned into two vertical lines, staring at Zisang: "I told you when I signed the contract, you must abide by the prediction made by divination."

Zisang said casually, "I won't obey, what's the matter?"

Shaking: "Punishment."

Zisang: "Oh."

It's too obvious to be perfunctory!

Yao Yao used her not-so-developed brain to think back, and finally found the problem: "You never planned to follow the divination from the beginning!?"

Zisang looked regretful: "The divination you made doesn't seem to be predictable."

The first divination was Zhong Liran's mv, but he didn't fight for anything, the opportunity was brought to his lips on his own initiative.That is to say, without this divination, history would still develop like this, without any changes.

So what is the use of divination?

Besides, it really has nothing to do with luck or opportunity that I haven't been popular all the time, it's all because of the suppression of the Jiang brothers and sisters.Even with the blessing of divination, a good script, and lovable characters, Jiang Qianlin always has a way to cut off the signs of popularity when he becomes popular.

Zisang: "History is still developing according to its original track."

Shaking's pupils became thinner, but brighter: "I'll give you one last chance."

Zisang: "I'll answer you again, I won't shoot."