Bye Bye

Qi Shuang died.

Chen Yiming told the chairman as soon as he received the news, and the result he least wanted to see still appeared.

Once Qi Shuang died, Zia Bai's status rose. When he was a puppy, he was lawless. When he really entered Shen's house, wouldn't he turn Nancheng upside down?

"Have you found out Master's movements?" Shen Ji asked behind the desk.

Chen Yiming said, "Still investigating."

Shen Ji didn't know which cigarette he was smoking, and there was smoke all around him, his face was hidden in it, blurring his expression: "Order, stop, don't check."

"Find another master who understands numerology and publicize his virtue." Shen Ji said again.

Chen Yiming was taken aback for a moment, then he figured out something, and shock appeared in his eyes.

The chairman asked him to investigate Ziobac, and at first he wanted to use family affection to crush his rebellion and tie him by his side.

Then a series of shocking tricks were discovered.

The chairman wanted to take the opportunity to do an experiment to see how far he could tolerate wild rice, and he was also very curious.

Now the answer is out.

Such a high-ranking person, even if he is being manipulated as a **** for the first time in his life, he still doesn't want to vent his anger with violence.

even…

I guess I don't want to do it.

That is not what the word "Shangxin" can describe.

The chairman was moved.

It was a deeper emotion than he had to face after two weeks of avoiding it. But he doesn't need this weakness, so he has to rein in the precipice.

It doesn't matter whether Master Qingyun is dead or alive, even if he is alive, he must be dead.

Now it's just a matter of arranging a similar master, explaining a little thing in advance, and dealing with the old lady.

If the old lady still needs the chairman to marry someone with good luck to feel at ease, then marry.

Chen Yiming sighed in his heart. The chairman woke up in an accident two years ago, but he didn't care about the fortune-telling. He didn't even bother to find someone to replace Master Qingyun to fool the old lady and drive away the two children in Qinxinyuan. The chairman doesn't care at all, who knows that two years later he will be so bothered.

In short, Zia Bai will never appear in front of the director, and will never enter Shen's house.

Chen Yiming was sometimes quite speechless about thinking about the chairman's thoughts like this, but as an assistant, he was doing this job, and he couldn't help it.

"The former child, tell him to come over and wash it up."

When Chen Yiming walked to the door of the office, a muddy voice came from behind.

He responded immediately.

This is good, I hope everything can return to the original track as soon as possible.

Chen Yiming's eyebrows twitched when he thought of the stupid youngest of the Qi family, and he didn't know who did it.

Qi Zizhi's elder brother who loves his younger brother is crazy.

In the mountains of a township in Nancheng, Qi Zizhi knelt in the messy and rough bushes, wiping the dust and grass off his younger brother's face with his hands.

"Boss Qi, we found this." A slumber ran over, holding a dirty car key with a layer of muddy water on it.

Qi Zizhi said calmly, "Check."

"Xiao Shuang, go home." Qi Zizhi picked up his younger brother with the broken head on the back, and walked out of the woods step by step. He walked steadily, with no emotional ups and downs on his resolute face.

But drops of hot and humid liquid fell and landed on my brother's cold body.

Before Qi Zizhi got home, clues to the car keys were found out.

"The Liang family..." Qi Zizhi murmured.

"President Qi, we also found out that Ms. Liang threatened to become Mrs. Shen in her sister circle. She hired a private detective to follow Master Shuang last month and took pictures of him and Brother Tian, ​​slandering them for... She still wants to go to Shen’s to report, this time she kidnapped Master Shuang to make him miss the registration time..."

What else was said at the other end, Qi Zizhen had lost his mind to listen, he only spit out four words from his chapped lips: "Murder pays for life."

Ziobai didn't know that Qi Shuang died unexpectedly, so he ate dinner and sat at the small table reading and taking notes, ignoring Zhang Zhen's intentional or unintentional peeking.

Zhang Zhen felt as uncomfortable as if a cat had scratched him. "J" sent him a message, asking if he was busy and why he hadn't made a sound for so long. He sent a voice explanation.

One minute passed, "J" did not reply, and one hour passed, "J" still did not reply.

until…

Ziao Bai asked him to borrow his cell phone again.

"J" back to him.

Is this too coincidental? Zhang Zhen tried to dig out the details from Ziabaca to correspond to "J".

They are all high school students, all in their third year of high school.

None of them live on campus.

The others seem to be gone?

Zhang Zhen made three-dimensional upwards under the picked out door frame. He made hundreds of them in one go, but he still felt uncomfortable.

No, you still have to ask.

Zhang Zhen jumped down and went straight to Jiaobai: "Has your left hand ever been broken?"

Zibazania didn't respond, and seemed to be immersed in the book.

The book in his hand was taken away, and when the shadow fell in front of his eyes, it was accompanied by a surging and pure heat and masculine breath.

Zhang Zhen repeated his question.

"Yes," Ziobai looked up with surprise on his face, "How do you know?"

There was a layer of sweat on Zhang Zhen's neck. He tensed up, swallowing smoke and saliva quickly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "What happened this year?"

"Ang." Zibazania nodded, and said casually, "I folded it a few months ago, and I took care of it for three months before going back to school."

Ziobai didn't seem to hear his heavy breathing at that moment: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhang Zhen threw the book back to him and strode away.

And the color blocks on his head became a ball.

Shrink completely.

Ziao Bai wiped off the sweat from the book and smacked his lips, the situation did not allow him to make more preparations, he didn't fall beautifully, let's do it, anyway, he fell.

Next, wait for Zhang Zhen to finish his investigation and pass his level, and then come to him.

I hope Zhang Zhen can give him some netizens' affection, and help him block when the Shen family comes over.

Jiaobai took a look at the activity levels of his friends. Qi Yiluo was abroad, and his activity level increased by 3 points without a sound, probably because he was reminiscing about his chanting.

Everyone else remained unchanged, including Shen Laogou who was far ahead.

When Zibai was studying, Qishuang's second elder brother was abroad in grief and indignation, and the Qi family cried bitterly.

The Shen family is a different story.

The master has been found. The old lady made a hand.

Shen Ji wanted to use his young body to fill the gap in his heart, so he rushed in, which allowed the old lady to play.

The old lady called her children and grandchildren back to the old house. She was not in a hurry to speak, but let them enjoy incense.

The tablet of the ancestors of the Shen family is in front.

Both Shen Ji and Shen Er'an paid their respects, and both father and son were absent-minded.

Shen Er'an found out what he could, and he knew everything, but he was very angry.

When Zizania scheming, he didn't even let himself go.

That's too dangerous.

He wanted to tell Zibai not to do that in the future.

Shen Er'an has a lot to say to Ziababa. They can prepare for exams, welcome new students together, and go to college together.

Now Shen Er'an didn't want to go to Xicheng to pick up the bamboo shoots, so he couldn't go.

Because he already knew that the master was watched by the old lady's people, not to mention him, even his so-called father didn't have time to do something.

The old lady set her sights on Zizania.

Shen Er'an clenched his hand hanging on the side of his trousers tightly, and his forearm muscles, which were between green and rigid, tensed up.

Ziobai didn't hesitate to hurt himself, and took great pains to get out of the dog pen. He hasn't enjoyed his freedom yet, is he about to enter the cage of the Shen family?

"If the youngest of the Qi family is gone, it will be gone." The old lady sat on the wheelchair and recited a few scriptures, "There is still Wang Chuqiu, that is, Jiaobai. Although he is the mastermind, the Shen family will not pursue it this time. "

Shen Ji turned his back, facing a pot of orchids, the flower stems were hanging down, each one was emerald green and flexible, with extremely vigorous vitality.

Shen Er'an was also looking at the potted flower.

At this time, both father and son thought of the same person through the flowers.

"A Ji, Mom knows you don't believe in Buddhism and destiny. But Mom does." The old lady's old voice sounded, "Mom knows best what it was like when you fell into a coma two years ago and how you came back to life."

Shen Ji grabbed an orchid leaf.

"Ziaobai's horoscope has indeed changed, but it has no effect on you. He can still help you escape a catastrophe in middle age and keep you safe for the rest of your life." The old lady said.

Shen Ji couldn't bear to listen, and he couldn't stop laughing: "When did I have another disaster?"

The old lady said to herself, "I found out that he is in Lanmo Mansion, Xicheng."

Shen Ji's face darkened.

"I'll say hello to Xiao Qi, you don't need to worry about it." The old lady plucked the prayer beads, "You go and bring that child back."

This is an order, not a discussion with the son, and there is no room for change.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall was extremely stuffy, and a storm loomed.

The old lady pushed the wheelchair to her son's side: "Mom knows you're interested in him, so I'll register when you pick him up. Mom will deal with outside voices. You can do the wedding if you want. Mom has no objections. You can pamper him however you want. Just don't affect the Shen family's reputation."

Shen Ji's forehead twitched a bit: "What's your concern? I'm just new for a while. How did a dog get into Shen's house?"

He bent down, pressed both hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, his stern eyebrows were half hidden in the shadows: "Mom, if you don't want Shen's stock price to fluctuate, don't come up with random ideas."

The old lady's wrinkled face immediately pulled down, she grabbed the prayer beads vigorously, her thin body heaved heavily in the wheelchair, and then shouted at her grandson: "Ammonium, you go!"

Shen Er'an was as quiet as a marginal person.

He stood on the edge of Shen's house, with only strangeness and peace in his eyes.

Everything here is extremely precious, but if there is nothing that makes him feel alive, he will leave.

"Ammonium ammonium!"

The old lady turned the wheelchair away from her son, who was under pressure, and approached her grandson: "Did you hear what grandma said?"

Shen Er'an's mind wandered to nowhere, and he didn't respond at all.

"The wild rice stem, he is your friend, and he broke his ribs for you. Grandma only found out after checking, but you didn't tell me." "It's great that you can get along and have such a good friendship. Grandma is happy for you."

Shen Eram moved his eyelids slowly.

The old lady took his hand and patted it kindly: "Ammonium, go pick your little mother home."