Chapter 220: I can't wait to kill her

Wen Yiren was stunned for a moment, then took the mobile phone handed by Yang Meimei and took a look.

The title is very blinding, 'Fans mistakenly recognize Wen Yiren as Xu Yi'.

Xu Yi has no opinion on frequent hot searches, and she has no opinion on bringing her to hot searches, but use her to set off Xu Yi?

There are no doors.

"Sister Yiren, isn't this what happened at the airport today? Is there still a paparazzi? ”

She didn't know if there were paparazzi, but she knew that there must be something wrong with those female college students.

Because she was in a hurry to catch the plane, she went out this morning dressed very casually, wrapped in a thick dark coat and went out.

The person who took the photo also knows how to grasp her 'shortcomings', in short, the photo made her a lot fatter and darker.

"Sister Yiren, are you and Xu Yi really friends?"

Wen Yiren was a little curious, "Why do you ask that?" ”

"I don't know why, I just think that the atmosphere between you and Xu Yi is not right every time they meet, and Xu Yi seems to be very hostile to you."

Finally, there is a discerning man.

Xu Yi was not only hostile to her, but he was completely eager to kill her.

"Do you like Xu Yi?"

Yang Meimei pursed her lips and began to sort out her luggage, "I don't like it or not, I just think she is very dishonest, and I feel that her empathetic appearance is a personality, not real." ”

What Xu Yi's character is, I believe that as long as people who have worked with her can understand it more or less.

This time, she was 100% sure that Xu Yi did it on purpose, and before the release of "First Love", she added a wave of attention to herself, and belittled her everywhere by the way.

"Meimei, you stay in the house first, I'll go outside and make a call."

"It's so late, Sister Yiren, I'll accompany you, right?"

"No, you don't." Wen Yiren glanced out the window, "I can see it." ”

Sichuan City is very cold, it is dry and cold, and the wind blows and the face is blown painfully.

Wen Yiren squatted at the entrance of the courtyard in a thick cotton coat and hat.

In front of me is a ridge, and you can see it very clearly under the moonlight.

He shrunk his neck and dialed Jiang Yurun's phone, but it rang for a long time and was not connected.

Did you fall asleep again?

Wen Yiren didn't give up, and dialed over, and this time the phone was quickly connected, and a middle-aged woman's voice came from the phone.

"Yiren, I'm Jiang Jiang's mother."

"Auntie? What about ginger ginger? ”

"Take a walk downstairs with your uncle."

Wen Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, "Auntie, can you help me see if the sachet under Jiang Jiang's pillow is still there?" ”

A squirming voice came, "It's still there, this sachet is pretty beautiful!" ”

"Auntie, I dragged a friend to help buy it at the temple, it has been opened, you can keep Jiang Jiang safe, you remember not to let Jiang Jiang lose it."

"Okay, do you have a heart, are you filming?"

"Starting tomorrow, everyone will rest today, Auntie, the signal on my side is not good, so I will hang up first."

The sachet was taken out of Meng Po's shop.

The sachet has a history of three or four hundred years, and it comes from a singer in the Republic of China.

Later, the singer was unwilling to be defiled by the devil and committed suicide.

This singer has been perched in a sachet waiting for the opportunity to be reincarnated.

If Jiang Jiang can be blessed safely this time, it will also be considered a complete merit.

After the death of a person who commits suicide, he cannot go directly to the underworld to be reincarnated.

No matter how kind and helpful you were in life, once you choose to commit suicide, you are despising your life, and there is a high probability that you will go to the eighteenth layer of hell.