Star Path Divination Room

Sang Yunqing has an inexplicable fondness for Zhong Liran, which is so good that it is completely abnormal.Zisang had never seen her have such a strong interest in anyone, so Zisang wondered if she was planning something.

When Zisang asked her this, Sang Yunqing obviously turned her eyeballs to the other side - this was her first reaction to lying and avoiding.

Zisang dragged her back and pressed her on the sofa: "Tell me, what are you thinking about?"

Sang Yunqing sighed, and replied honestly: "I just thought, she is very good to you, after so many years, she is still the first one."

"Stop, don't make me so pitiful—and then?"

"Gone."

"Gone?"

"It's really gone. I think she is quite a nice person, and she is more worried than us parents."

"Thank you for still having this self-awareness."

Sang Yunqing took a pillow and hugged her in her arms: "You were so self-reliant when you were young, I don't know if you still remember what happened when you were a child, when the two of us came back and opened the door, you stepped on a small stool to cook by yourself. Scared It killed us. But after being scared, I gradually got used to it. I am not qualified for your father, and there is always a subconscious thought that you are so capable, so let you do it."

Zisang's luck was probably used up before she was ten years old, and she was not scalded or burned, nor fell or knocked, and growing up in this kind of family intact, it really used up all her good luck in her life.

Sang Yunqing suddenly changed the subject: "What do you think of Zhong Liran?"

Zisang was stunned for a moment: "What topic! Ask you?"

Sang Yunqing smiled: "Do you know how I feel? It's the same as your father feels about me."

"Hehe, I also want to observe your couple's show of affection?"

"It still needs to be observed? Isn't this something that happens every day?"

Zi Sang glared at her, Sang Yun calmed down and returned to the topic.

"She treats you like a little girl. I think so."

Zisang understood, Sang Yunqing had told her before.But Zisang, as the person involved, didn't have this kind of self-awareness. Zhong Liran treated her... Looking back, I really don't know what it felt like.

Zisang was silent for a moment, let go of this topic for now, and returned to the starting point of the question: "Does that old Yao family still listen to you?"

"I was scolded by him when I went back last month. The reason is that I didn't raise you well, and you weren't as obedient as Yao Lin—in short, I'll go back and live for two days, let's try."

Zisang said "hmm" and didn't say anything else.

Sang Yunqing's last sentence was stuck in her mouth, she opened it several times, but didn't say it.Zisang suddenly remembered: "What did you just say?"

Sang Yunqing: "I haven't said it yet... Could it be that you have practiced mind reading skills!?"

"Blind and poor! Your last sentence."

Sang Yunqing thought for a while: "I just forgot about the bald talk."

Zisang was speechless for a while.

Sang Yunqing packed a small suitcase and went to Yao's house.Zhong Liran came to find Zisang after work was over and asked Zisang to take her to T city.

Zisang: "...Don't think that I forget it without thinking long enough. Your driver said that you have to spend half of your time in City T every year."

"The idea is at the Qianying base. How can I have time to go shopping every day!?"

"So you have time now?"

"A lot of time, there is almost no place to use it."

After thinking about it, Zisang took her to the night market street in the old town.Different from the spacious and tidy new district, the old town has its own bustling and lively places.The narrow streets are full of people, and they have to turn sideways in three or two steps to avoid bumping into the oncoming food.

Zhong Liran swallowed, looked at Zisang: "You are too vicious...you actually brought me to the snack street."

Zisang bought a small octopus ball on the side of the road, pricked it with a toothpick, puffed his cheeks, blew it, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

Zhong Liran: "Is there anything I can eat here?"

Zisang: "You still want to be on camera tomorrow, so don't eat."

"Then why did you bring me to this place!?"

"Let you watch me eat! ——Based on the imbalance of 'you have a job, and I will be free for a long time', I always have a reason to comfort myself."

With that said, Zisang stuffed the lunch box into Zhong Liran's hand, said "Help me get it", and turned to buy fried yogurt.

When Zisang came back, he found that Zhong Liran's hands were empty, and asked in surprise, "Where are my things?"

Zhong Liran pointed to a milk doll beside her, who was gnawing a ball deliciously in her mother's hand.

Zhong Liran: "I don't think it's good to eat so much at night. If you come to work suddenly, won't you be in a bad state?"

Zisang: "...that's my meatball."

Zhong Liran: "Didn't you ask me to take it for you? I didn't take it well."

Under the attack of the baby's saliva, Zisang was defeated, so he could only focus on the cup of fried yogurt in his hand.

Zhong Liran: "Find a place to sit."

Zisang looked at the high-heeled shoes she was stepping on: "There is a stall selling duck intestines in front of it. Wechat sharing will give you five skewers. I want to eat that."

Zhong Liran came over to drag her: "Eat less junk food."

Zisang felt sorry for the fried yogurt in his hand, so he was afraid of spilling it all the way, so Zhong Liran dragged it away.After finally finding a cafe in the snack street, Zhong Liran opened the door and entered without saying a word.Then she discovered that the cafes in this place also serve western food...

In the coffee shop filled with the smell of black pepper, Zhong Liran sighed with emotion: "This is not the date I thought..."

Zisang ordered a pasta: "Do you think this place only sells coffee? Then the northwest wind was closed early."

Zhong Liran: "Is there no one who simply wants to sit down and talk?"

"What snack street are you talking about?"

Zhong Liran: "I lost."

"It's good to know. Since you didn't keep my meatballs, you have to treat me to this pasta."

Tu Haoran said that it would be no problem to buy the restaurant.

It was already very late, Zhong Liran didn't even dare to drink plain water, for fear that his face would be swollen the next day.Zisang was eating right in front of her, eating half a plate of spaghetti with the attitude of eating eggs and noodles.

During the period, Zisang's cell phone rang once, and it was Pei Nan who said that Jiang Qianling was with her.Zisang held back his mouth, and asked vaguely: "If it's with you, then it's with you. Just report to your President Jiang. What else should you report to me?"

Pei Nan: "I asked you to discuss it. She refuses to go home now, saying that she doesn't want to see Mr. Jiang. But Mr. Jiang keeps looking for her, what should I do?"

Zisang: "Now I put all my potential in my mouth and tongue, and my brain is on strike. You can take her well and wait until I'm full."

Zhong Liran saw her cut off the call, and said with a smile: "You are really good, didn't you give your opinion at the end?"

"Without concluding comments, wasn't my previous effort wasted?"

Zhong Liran leaned forward: "You're actually waiting for this, right? Use words to stimulate her, make her feel ashamed, and then give up the privileges that the Jiang family can bring to her."

"This is the fastest and most convenient way to get rid of the interference she brings."

"But you're a bit sneaky." Zhong Liran lit the dining table, "She has half of the property of Jiang's family. This is the foundation for her to gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry, just like those who are born with a good voice, it is a gift from God. She can be used completely, even if it is burning for fun, no one can blame her, this is her own business."

"But that doesn't mean she can use it to run amok."

"Birth determines unfairness. She has the ability and the right."

Zisang shook his head and stopped talking.

Zhong Liran revealed to her what he knew: "However, your stimulation is useful. Jiang Qianling has not interfered with the affairs of "Summer's Glory" at all. At least that character has kept his role and has not been hacked."

"What's the use? The actor has already been decided, not me."

"It's a great thing to keep an image. As for whether the actor can play her well...it's not for you to decide. Besides, your problem now is not with Jiang Qianling."

"I know, the Yao family."

Both were silent.

It was Zhong Liran who broke the silence first: "Is there any scene you want to take on next?"

"Yes, but the script hasn't been changed yet, it's too early."

"Come to play a guest role in our group?"

Zisang stared at her: "Are you serious?"

Zhong Liran nodded: "Very serious."

Zisang: "How much?"

Zhong Liran: "Can we not mention the money?"

Zisang: "Oh, then don't bring up the matter of selling labor."

Zhong Liran: "Come on, I won't let you suffer."