Star Path Divination Room

When trapped in that small conference room, Zisang still felt that such ups and downs of emotions were too exhausting, and Zhong Liran suffered for no reason.As a result, Zhong Liran could still show a big smile after the incident. She cut off the electricity first, and she was completely paralyzed.

Probably because of being frightened, Zisang was in a daze, always feeling restless, half-dreaming and half-awake, very unsteady——

What if Zhong Liran had been beaten to death?

This kind of thought choked the small piece of skin on the top of her head, and it was tightened tightly. Whenever she thought about it, it would throb with pain.My soul has been grasped by others, I have no way to resist, and I can only obey in the days to come.It's a bad feeling.

...is very, very, very bad, to an extreme, but it can go a little bit worse.

Zisang has always been an independent individual.She misses her parents, but she knows in her bones that the relationship between children and parents can only be like this.Those stupid parents have their own lives, and the two of them together are an independent entity, which they cannot intervene.

She takes care of her father's illness, buys bags and cosmetics for her mother, lives together, cooks and does housework.She has her parents behind her, so she just needs to hold the front line.Even if there is a sword coming, you still have your own guns to stop it.

Because her side is empty, she can do whatever she wants, she is just one person.

But Zhong Liran almost died by her side.

Zisang is afraid of this sense of loss of control, or in other words, the bondage of being restrained.She is still ready for such a situation, and she has no determination to stand with another person.

She wanted to escape.

[-]. This thought exists intermittently under that scalp, Zisang thought, I am such a selfish bastard.

When Sang Yunqing brought the medicine in, the door opened a crack, and the noise from downstairs came up.Zisang was blindfolded, and asked without thinking.

Sang Yunqing touched her forehead, her living ability was negative, and she couldn't figure out why, so she sat down and answered honestly: "That child Jiang Qianlin quarreled with your grandfather."

It's obviously my grandfather... Zisang curled his lips, he was tired and didn't want to speak, and didn't refute.She was too lazy to care about these things, and she didn't have the energy to listen to them. She couldn't bear a name to get into her ears, so she drew all her attention away.

Jiang Qianlin: "Is what Zhong Liran did a problem? Your child is a child, so my sister is not a human?! If she wants to save Zisang, she can ignore my sister's life and let all the security guards withdraw , leave vv there alone, is that okay?"

The old man: "I don't know Zisang, and I don't know who Weiwei you are talking about."

There was a moment of silence... One could imagine what Jiang Qianlin's face could look like.

Zisang felt a little annoyed and asked Sang Yunqing to close the door.

When Sang Yunqing came back, she lay beside Zisang's bed and secretly asked, "Did Zhong Liran really do that?"

Zisang let out a long breath and looked at Sang Yunqing: "What do you think is the meaning of closing the door?"

Sang Yunqing hummed unhappily: "I'm not allowed to ask? I was scared to death, okay! Hey Shufeng, do you feel that you have been very uneasy recently, maybe you have bumped into something? Why don't you go to the mountain with me tomorrow to burn incense?"

"If you want to carry me up, or ask your husband to carry me up, I have no problem."

Sure enough, Sang Yunqing stopped talking, pondered for a while, and slapped her thigh to make a decision: "I'll ask you for a talisman, go now!"

After speaking, he left like a gust of wind without closing the door.

Zi Sang looked at the water and medicine on the small tea table three meters away, and hated her teeth itchingly—if Sang Yunqing could take care of others, her husband would have recovered already.

There was still noise downstairs, and Jiang Qianlin usually respected the old man very much.Business does not overwhelm officials, Jiang Qianlin's many conveniences in business are provided by the Yao family.Jiang Qianlin was able to tell the difference clearly, respecting the old man, and befriending Yao Lin.This time I was really pushed.

Zisang heard Sang Yun running up to the first floor, seeming to say something, but the voice was so small that she couldn't hear clearly.The phone rang at this moment, and it was still Zhong Liran's call.

I don't want to pick up.And follow the heart, has not answered.

Zhong Liran made several phone calls and started sending WeChat messages.

"The list of the dance program has been sent to the director, please take a look."

Except for Zhong Liran, the rest are all first-line celebrities... There are even a few seniors.Looking at the lineup alone, Zisang is the most disruptive one.No... It should be said that you can't form a formation with them at all.

Zisang was completely shocked, and didn't hesitate, so he called Zhong Liran back: "You hired these people?"

Zhong Liran: "It's all on my mind."

Zisang: "..."

Zhong Liran: "There are one or two that can be favored. But like Teacher Wu, who is almost seventy, I'm afraid that I'll get her waist if I invite her."

Zisang: "...Are you kidding me?"

Zhong Liran sneered over there: "It's quite a success—oh, don't hang up, I miss you."

A very plain sentence, like saying "The weather is really nice", has no deep affection in it.But it was this ordinary tone that caught people's hearts and made people crazy.

Zisang really didn't hang up.

Zhong Liran gave full play to his expertise in naughty thoughts. His parents chattered wildly, and finally expressed his feelings seriously: "I have thought about it for the past few days, and I think you are actually expressing love by hitting me. But this way is a Normal people can't accept it, so you should change it in the future. This time I won't care about it with you."

Zisang: "..."

Why on earth did I listen to her talk nonsense for so long?

Zhong Liran was in a good mood, and asked when we could meet again.Zisang didn't say "don't see each other in the future", but Zhong Liran followed him: "Tomorrow, I think the Yao family should express their gratitude, after all, I saved you."

Zisang: "..."

This time Zisang hung up the phone neatly, but the next day Yao Lin prepared a banquet for Zhong Liran to eat.

The Yao family has a special status, they are closely watched in all directions, and they will attract more or less attention if they hold a banquet outside, let alone invite a female artist.It was still Sang Yunqing who was stirring in the middle, and the meal was cooked at home.Sang Yunqing also ran to Zisang to claim credit: "If you go out to eat, your grandfather will definitely not take you there. It's fine at home, and you can still see Aran."

Zisang: "..."

I just don't want to see her...

Zisang has been inactive for the past few days and doesn't like to talk.But I still encounter these speechless things, and I can't wait to open my mouth to scold them.

There seems to be no point in cursing people.Zisang simply excused himself from being unwell, so he didn't get up in the morning, and fell into a faint on the bed covered by the quilt.She was also bored at home for a few days, and her mind was amused, but she didn't expect that this trick was to dig a hole for herself.It's okay to go out to eat and deal with it for a while, so Zhong Liran naturally found his room without showing his face.

So Zisang and Zhong Liran looked at each other, and Sang Yunqing said haha: "Didn't Ah Ran have something to tell Shufeng? I'll get you some fruit." After finishing speaking, she still remembered close the door.

What a good daughter.

Zisang had no choice but to sit up, brushed his hair up casually, and asked, "Is there still work between you and me?"

"Of course there is, that dance competition. You are the judge, and I want to participate in the competition. Of course, I have to establish a good relationship in advance and give me a small talk."

"Has the plan been finalized?"

Zhong Liran nodded: "Before I came, the final draft had just come out. I probably took a look at it. Being a judge is the best way, but it's definitely not as good as participating directly to attract fans."

"uncertain."

When Zhong Liran thought about her usual way of speaking, she wanted to comment on others, but it might not have any effect.The current fans also follow this pattern, the more mean they are, the more witty they feel. Zhong Liran is still very relieved of Zisang's ability to respond.

After these things were finished, Zhong Liran felt that it was almost done, so he reached out and touched her head.Zisang was still staring at the matter of the judges, and suddenly he was so frightened that he had no time to hide: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing now? The sound insulation here is good?"

Zisang: "..."

If he could beat her now, he would definitely kill her.

Zhong Liran was looking at her happily, when someone knocked on the door outside, thinking that it was Sang Yunqing who brought the fruit, he didn't care.As a result, when the door opened, it was Jiang Qianling who came in.

The atmosphere in the room immediately became gloomy, and Zisang and Zhong Liran were on the same front for a very rare time—it was not a day or two for her to bother Jiang Qianling, Zhong Liran finally got a chance to be alone with Zisang, but was broken.

The two have the same goal: get rid of Jiang Qianling.

Jiang Qianling put the fruit plate on the small coffee table, and it was really surprising that she showed a little bit of embarrassment.Zisang didn't bother to guess what she was thinking, and responded indifferently, but Zhong Liran saw something and became interested: "I didn't hear that you are coming today."

Jiang Qianling: "I used to come here to play often, and I always didn't need to say anything in advance."

No matter how embarrassed she was, she still had the arrogance of a young lady in her bones, and she was exposed as soon as she opened her mouth, and she couldn't help but take on a somewhat condescending tone.

Zhong Liran smiled at her, hiding his words in his eyes, which made Jiang Qianling feel uncomfortable.Zisang sneered, "That's right, you come to this place more frequently than me."

Jiang Qianling came here for Zisang, and she was a little embarrassed when she heard the words, and then realized that she had said something wrong, and hurriedly defended: "I didn't mean that."

What exactly does it mean, she can't keep going.

Zisang didn't intend to talk to her anymore, Jiang Qianling stood awkwardly.It was Zhong Liran who gave the stairs and asked her why she wasn't lively below.

Jiang Qianling lowered her eyebrows and looked at a pattern on the carpet: "I just chatted with Aunt Qing, and she said, do you want my role in that play?"

Zisang's eyebrows twitched, and he looked up at Zhong Liran.

Jiang Qianling: "I'll keep it for you. I'll join the group when your legs recover."