Jun Shao's Transit Wife

The bodyguards chased after Wu Yujiao just now, but she didn't know where to hide.

Wu Yujiao did not take the elevator at this time, but ran downstairs from the stairwell with few people. When she came to the underground parking lot, she took out her car keys and found her car, then got in the car and left.

She drove all the way back to the residence, locked the door and hid in the room alone, sitting on the bed anxiously hugging the quilt.

At this time, she didn't know who to find to help her, the master could no longer be reached, and neither could Qi Bai.

And who should she turn to for help with her face?Wu Yujiao didn't know what to do, she accidentally saw her face in the mirror, and the next second she screamed again.

How could it be getting worse?Obviously she wasn't so ugly before?Why does her face seem distorted now, making her look even scarier?

What exactly is going on?

Wu Yujiao panicked, she turned on the phone and flipped through the phone numbers, and finally her eyes fell on Xia Weixuan's number.

Thinking that Xia Weixuan had been so kind to her, even though she had done so many things later, Xia Weixuan never called to question her, Wu Yujiao thought that Xia Weixuan must love her deeply, no matter what she did, she would not blame her.

So she seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and quickly dialed Xia Weixuan's number.

Xia Weixuan, who was on duty at this time, did not have a mobile phone with him, and Wu Yujiao even dialed a dozen numbers, but there was no connection there, and the whole person was about to collapse.

"Ahhh, why didn't you answer my call? Why! Don't tell me you're leaving me too? Ah Xuan, answer the phone quickly, please! As long as you answer my call, I won't neglect you anymore... ..." Wu Yujiao said while crying.

However, there was still no movement there.

When Xia Weixuan returned to the office after his duty, he saw many missed calls on his mobile phone, and all of them were from Wu Yujiao.

However, there was no change of expression on his face, he just looked at the missed calls indifferently, at this moment the phone rang again, it was still Wu Yujiao calling.

He answered the phone and asked, "Jiaojiao, what's the matter?"

Wu Yujiao, who finally got through the phone, couldn't help crying, "Why haven't you answered the phone? Why? I've called you many times."

"What's the matter?" Xia Weixuan's flat and indifferent voice made Wu Yujiao a little stunned, because Xia Weixuan had never spoken to her in such a tone since she and Xia Weixuan met.

Although Xia Weixuan's tone is usually not very enthusiastic, at least it won't make her feel cold and alienated.

But today, Xia Weixuan's tone made her panic, and she always felt that even Xia Weixuan would abandon her.

"Ah Xuan, can you come and see me?" Wu Yujiao asked tentatively.

"Sorry, I won't go again in the future. It's my fault that you misunderstood that I like you during this period of time. It's because I didn't control myself properly." Xia Weixuan said expressionlessly.

"What, what?" Wu Yujiao was dumbfounded.

Xia Weixuan said he didn't like her?

"I came into contact with you only because my sister's cornea was transplanted into your eyes. She passed away later. I didn't have time to see her before she died. I regret that I didn't spend more time with her when she was alive. , I found you who accepted cornea donation, and wanted to treat you as my sister and accompany you well, and get back the compensation owed to my sister, but after two years of contact, I found that you and my sister have completely different personalities , I know it’s useless to go on, you are you, my sister is my sister, you are not the same person at all, so I will not look for you again in the future, I will not use this phone again. "

After finishing speaking, Xia Weixuan hung up the phone, then turned off the phone, took out the calling card, broke it and threw it into the trash can.

Here, when Wu Yujiao heard Xia Weixuan's real purpose of approaching her, she completely collapsed.

She knew that no one would be able to help her in the future, and it was impossible for her to return to that star-studded circle...

An Chen heard about Wu Yujiao again. It was a video that was crazily reposted on the Internet a month later. In the video, there was a disgusting face. No one knew that it was Wu Yujiao, but someone recognized the bruise on Wu Yujiao's neck. It was only after the birthmark that she realized that the disgustingly ugly woman was Wu Yujiao, the once smashing female artist.

This video was quickly forwarded a lot, and the news that Wu Yujiao, who had disappeared for a long time, became popular due to her disfigurement.

At first, some fans felt sorry for Wu Yujiao, thinking that Wu Yujiao was being retaliated against, but later when people who had been scolded by Wu Yujiao and offended people came out and talked about how they were treated by Wu Yujiao, they were still sympathetic. Wu Yujiao's netizens gradually became indifferent.

The comments immediately below are all retribution, not worthy of sympathy and the like.

More and more people are making trouble, and fewer and fewer people are speaking for Wu Yujiao.

When manager Hailan saw this scene, she couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. She didn't expect that Wu Yujiao's sudden disappearance was because her face was disfigured. No wonder she couldn't contact her for a month.

However, this was only a moment of regret for Hailan, and she stopped paying attention to Wu Yujiao.

After all, the entertainment industry is like this, there is no long-term cooperative relationship, only the relationship of interests, you are beneficial to me, so I naturally treat you like a princess.

If not, you can only be a stranger to me.

Soon, Hai Lan became busy taking over new artists, and Wu Yujiao was gradually forgotten by her in a corner like other artists she had brought.

An Chen saw in the video that Wu Yujiao covered her face in panic to avoid the crowd's shooting, but her downcast appearance didn't arouse An Chen's sympathy.

He just calmly looked at Wu Yujiao in the video and said, "Retribution."

After that, he turned off the video, staring at the bracelet alone in a daze.

He originally thought that the bracelet behind his back possessed by the imp would need to use sponge balls to absorb the stale air inside.

But when the little ghost left, he found that the bracelet didn't have any turbidity attached to it, instead it was clean without any change.

He was wondering, what exactly is this bracelet?Obviously it looks very ordinary.

He remembered that his grandfather had said that it belonged to the An family, but he didn't say what it was.

Looking at the time, it was time to feed the sponge ball again. He took out the sponge ball and put it in the palm of his hand. When he touched the sponge ball with his fingertips, he felt the strong desire to eat from the sponge ball, so he got up and went to the refrigerator, took out the food and began to feed the sponge ball. He makes food with sponge balls.

However, just as An Chen prepared dinner and placed it in front of the sponge ball, a voice rang in An Chen's ear, "Thank you, master, it's delicious."

An Chen was stunned at the time, he looked around quickly, but he didn't see anyone, he couldn't help wondering if he was hallucinating.

He muttered in his mouth: "Why do I have auditory hallucinations?"

"Master, you didn't, I was the one talking." The voice rang again, but An Chen was dumbfounded. He stared at the sponge ball in front of him, and stayed for a long time before he said, "You were the one talking?"

"Yes, master, I can speak now." Sponge Ball said happily.

"What! It's really you! You, why did you suddenly speak?" An Chen was surprised.

"Because the master has done a great good deed, the 68 imprisoned souls have been saved by you, the master. You are a good deed, the master. As the master's little pet, of course I will follow the glory." Sponge ball happily Roll around on a plate.

An Chen was stunned, "But I didn't complete the transcendence alone. It was all done by those masters. I just tried my best."

"Master, you have to believe in your own ability, ah, I'm so hungry, I'm going to start!" After speaking, the sponge ball started its ability to swallow like a whirlwind, eating up all the food on the plate in one fell swoop.

It belched contentedly and said, "Master, the food you made is delicious."

Looking at the sponge balls rolling contentedly on the plate, An Chen had a sudden thought: "You won't suddenly grow arms and legs one day, right?"

But the sponge ball said: "Master, you are so strange."

An Chen was puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"

"Why not grow the head first? Isn't a little pet without a head cuter?" Sponge Ball said.

An Chen: ...

"Master, eat quickly. It won't taste good when it gets cold. Let's go practice after eating." Sponge Ball said.

An Chen, who was about to pick up his chopsticks to eat, couldn't help but ask, "Practice? What kind of gong?"

"The book under your pillow, isn't it brought back by the master?" Sponge Ball said.

An Chen quickly put down his chopsticks, got up and went upstairs to the room. When he picked up the pillow, he saw a very old book lying quietly under his pillow.

"When did I have this book?" An Chen asked strangely.

Sponge Ball said: "Master, you brought it back after you became so weird."

"You mean, I brought it back on the day of NO.15?" An Chen asked.

Sponge Ball thought for a while and said, "It seems to be."

"What does it mean?" An Chen couldn't understand the term sponge ball.

Sponge Ball doesn't know how to explain it, because it just has a little vague memory.

Sponge ball can't store those temporary memories like a human being. In addition to remembering the master An Chen and some other frequent or important things, such as An Chen's rescue of those little ghosts, for Sponge It is a very important thing for the ball, so he wrote it down, and other temporary, less important memories cannot be retained for a long time.

Just like things like Wu Yujiao, it is impossible for the sponge ball to remember.

Even if what happened just now, as long as it is not important, the sponge ball will soon forget, but now it is different, the sponge ball can speak, and it has the ability to store memories like a human being. There are some things.

He only had some vague memories of this exercise, and he remembered that An Chen brought it back. As for where he brought it back, he couldn't remember clearly.

An Chen picked up the book, put it on the palm of his hand, opened it, and said, "I brought it back?"

"Yes, Master." Sponge Ball said.

Hearing what Sponge Ball said, An Chen sat down cross-legged and began to flip through this book...