The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretend to be a ghost No.16 days·

The man in front of him was thin and of medium build, with a light blue beard on his chin.

Jiang Yiming looked at the other party, a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Qingwu?"

The man neither admitted nor denied, he walked into the small and cramped space and walked straight to Jiang Yiming.

Duan Fei's wife, Fang Yu, tensed her back when he walked in. Jiang Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly when he caught sight of the other party's subconscious reaction from the corner of his eye.

"Come uninvited..." the man said slowly, his eyes shifted from the old photos on the table to Jiang Yiming, "What I hate the most is uninvited."

Jiang Yiming twitched the corner of his mouth, and replied casually: "That's a coincidence, what I do most often in my life is to come uninvited."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the other party's face darken, obviously annoyed.

Jiang Yiming straightened his shoulders vigilantly, while thinking in his heart, this person really can't help being funny, he just said something and got angry?

"You, you tell Duan Fei for me to give up, I won't go back, I'd rather die outside!" Fang Yu said suddenly, her voice trembling, her face was as white as a sheet of paper.

Jiang Yiming looked at Fang Yu in surprise, and saw Fang Yu timidly shrugged his shoulders and hid in a corner, as if he had exhausted all her courage after saying that sentence.

Jiang Yiming understood Fang Yu's meaning, he half-closed his eyes, and nodded after a second of silence: "Okay, then I will pass the message on for you."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the hidden door there very naturally. When he stepped over the man, he was grabbed by the wrist by the man: "Come uninvited and leave without saying goodbye. You must be a very unpleasant person."

Jiang Yiming frowned, staring at his grasped wrist: "You don't know me? People who like me can go around the Ten Thousand People Stadium."

The man was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be like a male peacock whose tail was stepped on.

When the other party didn't react, Jiang Yiming threw off the other party's hand abruptly, and at the same time slipped out an ancient coin from his cuff, and shot it at the earthen pot in Fang Yu's arms.

Qingwu's eyes were very sharp, and he subconsciously exclaimed "No!", he flew over to catch the ancient coin, and at the same time leaked the gap in the secret door.

Jiang Yiming stepped out and raised his voice: "You are more nervous than Fang Yu, that child."

After he finished speaking, he gave Fang Yu a meaningful look at Fang Yu who was still standing there, and strode out the door.

Qing Wu's face was as ugly as if he had been punched, while Fang Yu sat in the corner blankly, frowning thoughtfully.

Jiang Yiming twisted the handle of the door, and as soon as he took a step, he bumped into a person who hurried up.

He took a small step back, frowned and gave a heavy "tsk".He looked up, then opened his eyes slightly, "Zhong Sheng? Why did you come to Qingwu too?"

Zhong Sheng saw Jiang Yiming standing in front of him intact, and his masseter muscles, which had been tense all the time, relaxed slightly.

"I'm here to look for you." Zhong Sheng said in a deep voice. He looked at the small young man in front of him with deep eyes, and then glanced at the weird hidden door in the room. hand, went straight downstairs.

Jiang Yiming felt guilty when he saw Zhong Sheng, and when he saw Zhong Sheng, he remembered that he had promised last time that he would notify Zhong Sheng if he encountered any situation, but he was arrested on the spot within a day.

The face slap came too fast, like a love tornado.

"Who was that just now?" Sitting in the car, Zhong Sheng asked Jiang Yiming.

"A subject of investigation." Jiang Yiming touched the tip of his nose, "How do you know I'm here?"

Zhong Sheng turned his head to look over, because of Jiang Yiming's question, he frowned slightly: "You still want to hide it from me?"

"...No, it's that late, I just planned to go upstairs to have a look and then go down." Jiang Yiming thought to himself, Bao Qiwen must have left.

"Bao Qiwen waited for you downstairs for half an hour before calling me." Seeing Jiang Yiming still planning to defend himself, Zhong Sheng was furious. Jiang Yiming never took his worries seriously. He asked coldly, "Half an hour, is it enough to read it three thousand times?"

Jiang Yiming paused, hurt by the stabbing in Zhong Sheng's words, and his face darkened, "I have something to delay. Besides, it's useless to tell you about my affairs, what can you do to help? "

As soon as he said the words, he regretted it in his heart. Obviously what he thought in his heart was that Zhong Sheng might be hurt because of what he was doing, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into stabbing words.

He heard Zhong Sheng's breathing suddenly slow down beside him, and the atmosphere in the car was so oppressive that it made people uncomfortable.

Jiang Yiming tugged on the leather chair, his fingertips turned white, he lowered his eyes and didn't know where to look.

He is really good at pushing away other people's good intentions, and he can poke the other person's sore foot with a casual sentence, and arouse people's anger.

Jiang Yiming pursed his lips, and his face looked a little pale. He pinched the seat belt with his fingers, thinking whether to leave before Zhong Sheng asked him to get out of the car.

"Sit down." Zhong Sheng could see through what the other party was thinking at a glance, and he broke away Jiang Yiming's fingers that were pinching the seat belt, feeling angry and helpless.

Jiang Yiming is really his little ancestor, born to conquer him.

Jiang Yiming let go of his hand, and glanced at Zhong Sheng, who was obviously still angry. He pursed the corners of his lips, not knowing how to explain.

In his previous life, he had a younger brother who followed him like a little tail since he was a child.

When he showed Fengshui to others, the younger brother shook his head beside him and recited Fengshui formulas;

When he was exorcising evil spirits and little ghosts for people, the younger brother was afraid and refused to leave, holding three sticks of incense and chanting;

When he tried to turn the country around, change the fate of the country, and disperse the plague, the younger brother was worried beside him, reminding him that the destiny is irresistible;

Then one day, the little brother was beside him, just an arm's length away, and before he could save him, his little tail disappeared.

Since then, Jiang Yiming doesn't like people getting too close to him. Since he is always dealing with danger, he has no way not to bring danger to others, and he has no ability to protect everyone.

When Zhong Sheng was waiting for the red light, he stopped the car and looked at Jiang Yiming. The young man had pale cheeks, pursed his lips stubbornly and raised his chin slightly.

Looking at it from Zhong Sheng's angle, those beautiful caramel-colored eyes shone with uncertain light, looking broken and flustered, completely inconsistent with the expression on his face, and those curved and long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Even if Jiang Yiming didn't explain anything, and didn't apologize for anything, just this appearance was enough to make Zhong Sheng lose all his anger.

Zhong Sheng sighed heavily again, seeing that Jiang Yiming was visibly trembling, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he had the illusion that he would break him to pieces, he pinched the center of his brows, breaking the oppressive silence in the car .

Zhong Sheng slowed down his voice: "It's so late, I'll take you back to my home. Did you bring the keys this time?"

"If you didn't bring the key, would you just leave me at the door?" Jiang Yiming asked, he looked at Zhong Sheng, his voice was soft and nasal, which made Zhong Sheng's heart soften.

"Then continue to live with me." Zhong Sheng sighed helplessly, "In your heart, am I the kind of person who will throw you away when I get angry?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yiming couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth a little, "No, it must not be."

Zhong Sheng raised his hand and rubbed the young man's curly black hair: "Little ancestor."

Zhong Sheng drove the car back to his apartment, Jiang Yiming blinked: "I didn't say I didn't bring the keys, I just made an assumption."

Zhong Sheng: "..."

"Hey, let's go, Mr. Zhong, please open the door." Seeing Zhong Sheng's slightly froze expression, Jiang Yiming felt very happy. He pushed Zhong Sheng's waist, signaling the man to open the door quickly.

Zhong Sheng was eaten to death by Jiang Yiming, and he laughed helplessly.

When Jiang Yiming saw Zhong Sheng coming out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair, his stomach rumbled, and he touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly.

"Hungry? Why haven't you gone to bed yet?" Zhong Sheng looked at Jiang Yiming and raised his eyebrows slightly. He wiped his hair and walked past Jiang Yiming, and walked straight to the kitchen. "I'll see if there is anything I can eat during the day Is there any other work?"

Jiang Yiming was planning to make an apology, but when his stomach growled disturbed him, all the previous manuscripts disappeared.

He gave up on himself and collapsed on the sofa, and said in a muffled voice, "There is nothing else but rehearsal."

"Then have a supper later, and I will rehearse at home tomorrow. After the semifinals, there will be an individual competition?" Zhong Sheng asked.

For the individual competition, there is no need to go to the TV station to rehearse with others. Anyway, his house is so big, it is not a problem to clear out a place for Jiang Yiming to rehearse.

Jiang Yiming nodded, lazily nestled on the sofa and watched Zhong Sheng in the kitchen.

He propped his chin up, and after looking at it for a few minutes, he dragged his slippers and walked to the door of the kitchen slowly, holding the sliding door and sticking out half of his head: "What are you burning?"

"Cook noodles."

"Oh..." Jiang Yiming replied indifferently, of course he knew that the noodles were being cooked, and it wasn't that he didn't have eyes, he just wanted to tease Zhong Sheng to say a few more words.

Young Master Jiang sighed quietly in his heart, how could he speak?

As soon as he thought about it, Zhong Sheng ate the big bowl of noodles that Zhong Sheng gave him.

Jiang Yiming smacked his lips, he was so full that he subconsciously covered his mouth and hiccupped.

Zhong Sheng was washing the dishes, and when he heard the commotion, he laughed softly, making Jiang Yiming's ears turn red from laughing.

He lazily walked into the kitchen, leaned against the sink next to Zhong Sheng, and looked sideways at Zhong Sheng rolling up his sleeves to wash the dishes for himself. Those hands were often used to sign multi-million dollar contracts, and now they are used to cook him supper do the washing up.

Thinking about it, Jiang Yiming's mouth curled up, and unconsciously blurted out the apology he had been brewing for a long time, "What I said in the car before didn't mean that, don't take it to heart."

"What does that mean?" Zhong Sheng asked without looking at him.

Jiang Yiming couldn't see Zhong Sheng's expression, nor could he understand Zhong Sheng's tone, he licked his lips, looking a little nervous, "I don't want you to get involved in what I'm dealing with, and I don't want you to get involved in the future. "

Zhong Sheng sighed, put down the bowl in his hand, and turned to look at Jiang Yiming: "So you would rather push me away with those words?"

Jiang Yiming turned his eyes away without saying a word, and licked his lips again. When the tip of his tongue slipped over the corner of his lips, Zhong Sheng's eyes suddenly deepened a little.

"If I don't understand what you really want to express, then I'll watch you grow up for nothing." Zhong Sheng didn't try to embarrass Jiang Yiming on purpose, he turned around and went back to wash the dishes, his voice was a little hoarse than before .

Jiang Yiming was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately realized what Zhong Sheng meant. He came alive and bumped into Zhong Sheng's arm, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier? Are you happy to see me feel so guilty?"

"It's just a little bit of happiness." Zhong Sheng squeezed his index finger and thumb to make a gesture.

Jiang Yiming laughed: "Rapunzel really has a lot of small eyes."

Zhong Sheng snorted.

After supper, Jiang Yiming ran to sleep with his stomach full. After Zhong Sheng closed the door for Jiang Yiming, he sent a message to Bao Qiwen, asking Bao Qiwen what happened tonight.

Bao Qiwen received the news from Zhong Sheng in the early morning and reported to Zhong Sheng in detail what happened after Duan Fei came to find Jiang Yiming before he fell asleep.

Standing on the balcony with a sullen face, Zhong Sheng heard Duan Fei questioning and threatening Jiang Yiming, "Do you want to take a life on your body?" He clenched his left hand into a fist, "Dare he ask such a question? Does he think he has no life on him? No." Does anybody know?"

Bao Qiwen didn't make a sound on the other end of the phone, knowing that Zhong Sheng didn't say this to himself.

He thought, Duan Fei's road probably came to an end.