"Oh?" Unfolding this piece of paper, Ling Qingfeng's heart "chuckled". There was no payment, but he recognized it as Jingjing's handwriting.

Breeze, I'm fine. Something I've received, thank you for your love for me. The following URL is the registration application for the teacher who trained me, and it is a website for planning. I've already talked to her to help her be an administrator, and I've also registered an account called Tao Ni Villain to facilitate our future contact.

Qingfeng, I often dream of you these days, but they are all nightmares. I don't like the feeling of being helpless in my dreams and watching you get into danger. So, allow me to help you when necessary.

Trust me, because I believe in you too.

Ling Qingfeng looked at this not long letter, and his eyes instantly moistened. Why does this little girl refuse to stop? Although her attention seemed to be good, he really didn't want to let her participate in it. He was worried, he was afraid of the hidden forces behind it. He would rather be in danger himself than hurt her. However, he knew that he could not stop her, just as he could not stop his love for her.

"I don't think you're getting better, so why don't I give you a button." Jiang Dashan said.

"No, I'll sleep here for a while and then I should go back." Ling Qingfeng said. He had never let Jiang Dashan give him a massage, and he thought it would be weird. The contents of the letter swirled in his mind, thinking of the people who were thousands of miles away. He could feel Tang Jingjing's mood when he wrote this letter, and he was moved but also worried.

"Okay then." Jiang Dashan didn't insist. He knew that Ling Qingfeng was a good person, and he also prayed for a good man to have a safe life.

After resting for less than half an hour, Ling Qingfeng couldn't sit still anymore, he really wanted to take a look at that website, as if he could see Tang Jingjing when he saw that website.

"Mr. Ling, you are welcome to come again next time." Sending Ling Qingfeng out of the door, Jiang Dashan pretended to say.

"Okay." After Ling Qingfeng finished speaking, he left in a hurry-

Paris, France.

In the evenings, Alyssa often invites students or teachers to play together, and soon mingles with everyone. She rarely travels alone, so the ghosts have always had trouble approaching her.

On this day, Alyssa had almost spent all the money on hand, and she was ready to go to a nearby bank to withdraw it, just to create the conditions for the ghost.

As Alyssa walked along the road, she noticed a man dressed in black following her, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to her, which made her suddenly feel like she had met a ghost, so she changed her face and prepared to walk towards the main road.

Alyssa patted her chest and let out a long exhale, and when she looked behind her again, the figure was gone.

However, a strange scene appeared, and when Alyssa turned her face, the person appeared in front of Alyssa.

Before Alyssa could scream, the man covered her mouth and pulled her half-pulled to the corner. She looked at the man's side face in horror, her head in a state of confusion, and she didn't know what to do.

"Don't scream." The man threatened.

Alyssa nodded frequently, and the man let go of his hand a little. Getting plenty of air made Alyssa feel a lot more comfortable, and her brain seemed to be back to thinking, and her wandering eyes showed that she was observing, thinking about how to escape.

"It's not good." The ghost chuckled to himself. He was not dissatisfied with Elisa's obedience, but appreciated that Elisa was thinking. It's rare for a woman to be able to react like this in such a situation. So, she would be a good candidate, but she could also be a person who sways from side to side and disobeys.

Hearing this, Alyssa quickly put away her small movements, she was extremely nervous.

"Not bad." The ghost laughed, just know to be afraid.

The thought of dying in this foreign land made Alyssa's heart extremely sad and indignant. Isn't her fate tragic enough? Why does God treat you like this?

"If you're okay, just keep an eye on this person for me, and report back to me in time no matter what she does." The ghost held Tang Jingjing's photo in his hand, and said with an extremely serious expression.

"Tang Jingjing?" Alyssa's eyes widened, she was a broom star and had never brought herself good luck.

"You know? That's even better. The ghost saw disgust and hatred in Elisa's eyes.

"How do we get in touch?" Alyssa asked with a moment's hesitation. She could feel that although these students and teachers seemed to have a good relationship with her, they preferred Tang Jingjing, a quiet and elegant girl, in their hearts. She knew that she couldn't catch up with Tang Jingjing's pace, so let her disappear through someone else's hand. It's just that she was curious about who was so interested in Tang Jingjing, and it was for unfriendly purposes.

"Every Wednesday at two o'clock in the afternoon, I will leave an address at the bottom of the phone booth on the south side of your school gate, and you can tear it up after you finish reading." The ghost smiled and explained, feeling that his mission had gone well.

"Okay, can I go?" Alyssa hesitated, didn't dare to ask either the reason or the pay, so let's see the situation.

"Yes." The ghost nodded.

Alyssa walked away without looking back, but she could clearly feel the ghost's burning gaze scrutinizing her, which made her spine stiffen. She didn't know how she agreed, and she didn't even know who the other party was. But she can't turn back, because she has jealousy and hatred for Tang Jingjing in her heart, and she can't control it like a demon-

Huaxia, Yanjing.

A luxurious detached villa, the house is surrounded by a large lawn, flowers and trees, a plastic basketball court on the left, and a huge swimming pool on the right, it can be seen that the owner of this place loves sports.

"Dad, who wants to come to our house to make you so excited?" Song Zheng laughed and asked loudly. It was the first time he had seen his father prepare so many delicious foods.

"People are not a few years older than you, but they are much more sensible than you, so you have to learn more." Song Bingran said with a smile.

Because of emotional loss, I have been working hard for half my life, using this to paralyze myself, and I pay little attention to my wife and son. But a few years ago, the sudden death of his wife suddenly woke him up, he is not a qualified husband, nor a qualified father.

In recent years, in order to make up for the debt to his son, he lacked strict discipline for his son's words and deeds. It wasn't until he met Ai Zheming that he clearly realized the harm behind this behavior.

"Cut~" Song Zheng swayed left and right in the living room unconvinced, the sound of the stereo was very loud, and he hummed along from time to time.

"You have to be enthusiastic when people come in a while." Song Bingran explained with a smile.

"Dad, you're not going to introduce me to someone, are you? I have standards. Song Zheng suddenly stopped his writhing body, turned off the stereo, and said solemnly. He used to be very afraid of his father, and he didn't know if it was because his wings hardened as he grew older, or because his father was much more charitable than before, in short, he and his father can basically talk to each other on an equal footing now. Moreover, he also vaguely felt that his father must have felt indebted to him and his mother. Therefore, he is now becoming more and more presumptuous, and sometimes he speaks no big or small.

"What do you want, this kid?" Song Bingran smiled speechlessly, but his son seemed to have really reached the age when he should talk to someone.

"Dad, I can tell you in advance, I don't want ugly, short, low education, poor family, insufficient IQ, and uncoordinated hobbies, and I won't tell you anything else when I think of it." Song Zheng danced to the rhythm while counting this, and he was even complacent that he could think of such a set of words.

Hearing this, Song Bingran didn't know how to answer.

"Dad, did you hear that?" Song Zheng asked loudly.

"I heard, I heard." Song Bingran sighed helplessly. He used to let it go, but now he can't manage it if he wants to, and I'm afraid he won't even have the mental strength in the future. Perhaps, in the future, Song Zheng and Alisa should be recognized, and Ai Zheming will also be their powerful helper, but he doesn't know how to do the child's work yet.

As the two spoke, the doorbell rang.

"Someone must be here, make the stereo quieter." Song Bingran ran to open the door while explaining.

"Aunt Zhao just go open the door, as for it." Song Zheng rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, but he still followed his father's advice and turned the volume down.

"Uncle Song, hello." It was the first time Ai Zheming had seen such a luxurious villa, and he looked outside the door for a while before ringing the doorbell. In fact, he didn't want to come, but the chairman repeatedly invited.

"Come in, come in." Song Bingran warmly invited.

"It's a small gift, I hope you like it." Ai Zheming was a little uncomfortable, the decoration here was too luxurious, completely beyond his cognition.

"This kid, why are you so polite. It just so happens that Song Zheng is also there, and I will introduce you to you. Song Bingran took the thing with a smile and smiled.

"Oh, good." Ai Zheming said this, but he was a little upset in his heart. They are not the same kind of people at all, and they don't get along.

"Is that you?" As soon as Song Zheng looked at the person, he suddenly remembered that the other party was the hillbilly who was riding a broken bicycle a few days ago, so he turned off the stereo and looked Ai Zheming up and down, left and right.

Ai Zheming didn't expect the other party to remember him, and he was somewhat embarrassed to remember the unpleasant experience last time.

"You've seen it?" Song Bingran asked with bright eyes.

"The other day I was riding a cool flame and he was riding a broken bike, and we just met." Song Zheng seemed to speak very easily, but his attitude was obviously very contemptuous of the other party.

Song Bingran suddenly felt very embarrassed, and his face was hot.

"It was a coincidence that I had the opportunity to see such a magnificent bike." Ai Zheming was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be indifferent and smiled.

"Come on, let's talk for a while, and it's time to eat in a moment." Song Bingran glared at his son fiercely, which was a serious warning.

Song Zheng was still acquainted, and he didn't say anything more, but the meal was not as harmonious as Song Bingran expected. On the other hand, he also feels that it will be more difficult to disclose Alyssa's identity in the future-

Huaxia, Yanjing.

The cooperation between Allure International and Footmark is in full swing, and they plan to release a batch of new products on the market before the year.

However, after a period of calm and adequate preparation, on the day when Allure International invited major media to participate in the new product launch conference, something suddenly happened that caught Allure International off guard.