Zhang Ya hurriedly walked over, looked at her and said, "Hey, Teacher Song is here to treat you. You should be good, we can go out after we are cured."
Since Xixi became ill, she has been afraid of the sun and has to close the curtains no matter day or night.
"I don't want her to look at it, I don't want this bitch, let her go, let her go!" Zhen Xi yelled hysterically, extremely repelling Song Yiyan's approach.
Even if she died, she wouldn't want this woman to help her!
Zhang Ya glanced at Song Yiyan sheepishly and whispered to them to go out and wait. She advised Zhen Xi that they would be fine soon.
After Song Yiyan and Ji Xing went out.
Zhang Ya looked at her and sneered: "Let me ask you, do you still want to film? You don't want Song Yiyan to show you that you have a grudge against her and you don't like her, so I like her? I tell you, There are a lot of things in the world that you don’t like, so if you should be smiling, you still have to smile.”
Zhen Xi looked at her with red eyes: "She is a liar. How could she be an Onmyoji? She just came to see my joke!"
Zhang Ya reprimanded her: "That's nonsense. She is an Onmyoji introduced by Mr. Zhou, and she is said to be very powerful. You don't believe me, you don't believe her, and you don't believe your Mr. Zhou?"
Mr. Zhou is the one who supports Zhen Xi, gives her money, resources, and supports her. He is engaged in financial business. He is very rich and has many connections.
"Where did Zhou Sheng go?" Zhen Xi heard her mention Mr. Zhou, and her mood finally eased a little. Tears fell one by one, and her voice was hoarse: "Did he find another woman? Did he want to abandon me?" ?”
"Don't think blindly. If Mr. Zhou didn't like you, why would he take so much trouble to find an onmyoji for you?" Zhang Ya sat beside her bed and comforted her: "You also know that those who do business, especially in the south, Over there, people believe in things like Feng Shui the most.
The way you are now will affect his luck. If your illness is cured, he will naturally come to see you. "
"Really?" Zhen Xi wiped her tears, eager to seek approval from others: "If I recover from my illness, will he come back? Will he still love me and pamper me as before?"
Zhang Ya: "Yes, do you want Song Yiyan to come in and take a look now?"
A rich man like Mr. Zhou will never lack women by his side.
However, he still has feelings for Xi Xi, otherwise he would not let her live in his villa, and he also tried his best to find someone to treat her illness.
Zhen Xi nodded and wrapped the quilt tightly around her as if she was cold.
During this period of illness, she began to be afraid of seeing the sun, becoming more and more photophobic every day, and she always felt cold, very cold, as if there was an air conditioner around her that was continuously delivering air conditioning.
When Song Yiyan entered the house, she glanced at the layout of the house. There was a beautiful photo wall in the master bedroom, and the wall was full of Zhen Xi's photos.
Yes, they are all very sexy photos, the kind of private photos taken by boyfriends, naked and naked, very tempting.
She quietly glanced at the man next to her and saw him staring straight out of the window.
I don't know who opened the curtains, just enough to see the delicate roses in the yard.
It was already dark now, but those roses seemed to be shining brightly.
Song Yiyan stood still in front of Zhen Xi: "Let me ask you a few questions, answer me truthfully."
After Zhen Xi glared at her fiercely, thinking of her Mr. Zhou, she nodded obediently.
"When did you start feeling uncomfortable?" Song Yiyan asked her.
Zhen Xi: "Ten days ago, I started to feel cold and became afraid of light."
Song Yiyan: "When was the first time you came here?"
Zhen Xi's eyes suddenly trembled, as if she couldn't believe it, but she finally answered honestly: "Ten days ago."
Song Yiyan: "After that day, you started living here?"
Zhen Xi nodded: "I'm not feeling well. Zhou Sheng lives close to the studio, so he sends his driver to pick me up from the studio every day and bring me back here."
Song Yiyan nodded, having almost guessed it, and looked at Zhen Xi with her narrow phoenix eyes.
All around Zhen Xi, there were red lips with exquisite lipstick. It was obvious at a glance that they were women's lips.
There were eight of them in total, hovering around her, blowing on her with their mouths open!
Zhen Xi didn't know what she was looking at, but she instinctively felt chilled all over: "What do you want to say?"
Song Yiyan smiled and said: "Your Mr. Zhou is a fetish collector and a murderer. You should thank me for saving your life!"
Zhen Xi's eyes widened suddenly, and he yelled at her angrily: "You are talking nonsense, get out of here, get out of here, I don't need you to show me!"
Song Yiyan pointed her finger.
Zhen Xiah screamed in horror, and saw red lips opening and closing in front of her. Yes, it was just one mouth. There was only one mouth, floating in the air, her eyes rolled up, and she fell on the bed.
Song Yiyan glanced at her condescendingly and sneered coldly, "It's useless. He only dared to yell at her. She was scared when she saw such a thing, and pinched her chin hard."
Zhen Xi suddenly woke up, and when she turned her eyes, she saw one, two, and a total of eight mouths around her, blowing at her.
She was so frightened that her brain was buzzing, her body was stiff, her hands and feet were cold, and she wanted to faint immediately, but the pain forced her to stay awake.
Zhang Ya was much calmer than Zhen Xi, but she was holding on to the chair with her arms trembling, unable to move her body, and her eyes were as wide as bells.
Zhou Sheng is a murderer, so what's going on with these mouths that appear out of nowhere? Was it the woman he killed
Song Yiyan gave her an accurate answer, pointing to the mouths: "Did you see it? These are all things he collected."
Zhen Xi's face was pale and ugly, but now her face was pale and she was a little scared.
"You are his next target." Song Yiyan pointed to her mouth: "Did you see it? These mouths all look exactly the same as yours. He likes your lip shape and wants to Take it off and keep it forever.”
Zhang Ya was already frightened when she saw those mouths. When she heard her speaking these words so calmly, her heart twitched with fright.
abnormal!
That Zhou Sheng is a living pervert!
The bastard, relying on his wealth, actually wants to murder the artist under her, just to see if she doesn't show him some mercy!
Xixi will be her future cash cow. Without Zhou Sheng, she will find Wang Sheng, Li Sheng, Zhao Sheng, beautiful women with some means, and the most indispensable thing is a financial sponsor.
(End of chapter)