"Darling? Darling? ”

Hou Jie'er turned over and put her hands in the air.

I hate it, I left so early, it must have been that woman chirping crookedly again.

Hou Jie'er scolded with her eyes closed, grabbed the pajamas hanging by the bed and put them on, stepped out of bed, and opened the thick gold velvet curtains with a bang, and the dazzling sunlight outside instantly filled the entire room.

She stretched her waist, thinking of the comfort she had served Mr. Liang last night, and she wanted to die, and couldn't help but smile smugly at the corner of her mouth: Chen Zheying, you always put on a beautiful look like everyone is on top of each other, what to fight with me.

She walked to the dresser and looked at herself in the mirror, so she was so charming and silky, like a delicious and juicy peach. Satisfied with her situation, she reached out and patted her full cheek, and suddenly her eyes saw a big red invitation-like card on the dresser.

Is it a wedding invitation?

She picked up the card and opened it, and inside were two shocking rows of black letters: "Hate?" Resentment? If you want revenge, sign this contract and you will be satisfied. Then a detailed address, and finally a quaint black stamp: when it was not cold.

Who put it here? Hou Jie'er's eyes rolled: It can't be Lao Liang, so who is it?

"A-Ying, A-Ying." She opened the door and called the little aunt at home.

"Miss, I'm here."

The little aunt was mopping the floor downstairs, and looked up when she heard the words.

"Who has come to my room?"

A-Ying was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Only sir, when he left, he said that you had worked hard yesterday, and you should sleep well for a while and tell me not to disturb you. When A-Ying said this, her face couldn't help but blush.

No one came in, so where did this thing come from?

Hate? Resentment?

Hou Jie'er muttered to herself: "Of course I hate it, it's like this." It turned out that she was facing each other in the café that day, and she left a hand and asked a familiar reporter to go to the squatting point, hoping that the lace news would come out and the dignified image of Writer Chen would be ruined. Unexpectedly, Lao Liang was afraid of embarrassment, and finally spent money to suppress this matter, which is really ...... At this time, I was still thinking about that woman, why was I afraid of being embarrassed? I just can't bear her! She pretends to be like a white and flawless white lotus, usually a bodhisattva, but in fact, she has a black heart, and a stupid man like Lao Liang with soft ears treats her as a good person.

Hate, hate.

Hou Jie'er found the shop and looked at the quaint sign hanging at the door, it turned out to be an antique store. Hou Jieer lived in the countryside of Meizhou when she was a child, and her family attached great importance to worshipping God, and there were some taboo things, she was still full of awe of ghosts and gods, and at first she found this store with a curious attitude, and when she walked in, she listened to the bell ringing, a little girl with pink makeup and jade makeup sat on the counter and ate peanuts, and when she came in, the corners of her eyes did not move, and a large handful of peanuts were filled in her mouth. Then down from the stairs came a woman wrapped in black veil, although she was wrapped up and could not see her face clearly, from the way she walked, and the white crystal clear hand holding the stairs, people thought from their hearts that this must be a beauty.

"Here it is...... Can help people...... Vengeance? Hou Jie'er asked tentatively. The woman walked straight down and stood opposite Hou Jie'er, through the veil, she could faintly see the woman's eyes flashing, as if she was observing herself.

It was obviously through a black veil, but Hou Jie'er just felt a little chilly all over her body.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of the little girl clicking and eating peanuts, Hou Jie'er listened to the sound, her heart became weaker and weaker, thinking that she was a mouse? How can anyone eat like this?

The quaint antique shop, the bottles and cans on the shelves are a bit illusory and unrealistic; There is a faint fragrance in the house, I can't tell what kind of incense it is, not flower fragrance or Buddha incense; The woman opposite was covered with black gauze and couldn't see her face clearly; The weird little girl who can't stop eating peanuts...... Hou Jie'er looked around, turned around and wanted to leave, the woman grabbed her wrist, her fingers were cold, and her voice was hoarse: "Ha, asking what is the love in the world teaches life and death, you are trapped by love." ”

Hou Jie'er froze instantly, looked at the woman in a daze, and sighed: "So you can see it." ”

Ye Jie's face was hidden in the veil, and Hou Jie'er couldn't see her expression of forced laughter.

In order to pretend to bluff people, she actually said such sour words, if Zhao Nan was at home, she would definitely laugh.

Hey, it's all for money, anyway, these two women hate each other, and they both enter the emotional bureau, and they are not good things, so it's not good to pit them once, God doesn't allow it.

Ye Liang endured the ecstasy in his heart, raised his hand to the back, and said in a cold voice: "Come with me." ”

Dunzi had watched them enter the back room with a blank face, and when the door closed, she jumped off the counter and squatted in the doorway, her ears against the crack in the door, carefully listening to the movement inside.

"What do you call it?"

"You can call me the shopkeeper."

Ye Quan's voice was hoarse, and he sounded like an old woman, but his exposed fingers were slender and soft, and he didn't wear any jewelry, but he looked like a perfect work of art.

Hou Jie'er stared at the finger, and then looked at the antique house, and suddenly remembered the scene of hiding in the old house in her hometown when she was a child and watching her uncles worship their ancestors in the ancestral hall, all the mysterious women in this store made her feel unfathomable, and then thought of the card that appeared on the dresser, she held her hands tightly and asked firmly: "Can you help people take revenge?" ”

"Yes, God knows ghosts, God knows what you know, I know. But there is a premise, you are first and foremost damaged, a person with grievances. ”

Hou Jie'er's eyes rolled and she had an idea: "I'm helping others take revenge." ”

"Who?"

"That person's name is Lin Wan, and he is a painter."

"Why didn't she come herself?"

Hou Jie'er paused, and after a while, she said carefully: "She mourns more than her heart dies, she is harmed by that woman and sees through her life, and she just paints every day when she closes the door." I think she's so pitiful, alas. ”

Ye Liang stared at the woman in front of him, and secretly laughed in his heart that this woman was smarter than Chen Zheying, no wonder a shrewd person like Ms. Chen was going to be deflated in front of her, she wanted to help Lin Wan take revenge, how fresh, in order to get rid of her lover's current wife, under the banner of helping her ex-wife avenge, of course, even if she was counterattacked, it was all made by this woman herself, and she would talk about the ugly things in front of her, as long as she took the money.

So Ye Liang deliberately shook his head: "Forget it, you can go, there should be no such thing." ”

"Why? Isn't it to collect money to do things? ”

Hou Jie'er was anxious.

"We are going to sign a contract, this contract is magical, the signatory must be the one who really has grievances to take effect, if the signatory tells a lie and deliberately frames others, then it will backfire. Can you do it, this young lady? ”

"Of course I'm not lying, Lin Wan is a female painter, born in a scholarly family, married to the Liang family of generations of booksellers, and later Liang... Her marriage with Mr. Liang was ruined by a woman, so she never got involved in the world, the whole person was depressed, she was originally a woman of noble character, and was forced to be like this by a woman, as her friend, of course I can't be angry, I want to avenge her, teach the a lesson. ”

The righteousness that Hou Jie'er said was awe-inspiring.

Ye Liang slapped the table and deliberately praised: "Okay, this young lady is really a female middle school, admire and admire." ”