Su Zhe'an was stupid, and he didn't even hear the boss apologize to him.

After Qin Yuan was frightened, he looked at Shi Ling with glowing eyes, "Ling Ling, you are too smart!" ”

Shi Ling was actually a little confused, but he seemed to feel that it should be like this.

Su Zhe'an gradually calmed down, "Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!" Shi Ling, I don't believe in those weird things, don't think I'll beg you for help like those fools on the Internet! ”

Su Zhe'an said that he didn't believe it, but he slipped away quickly, and looked up before leaving, for fear that the chandelier would fall and hit him on the head.

……

Cloud City Jingjia.

Old man Jing sat alone in the study, gently wiping the last photo of his beloved daughter, his vicissitudes of life were bloodshot, and he aged a lot overnight.

There was a commotion outside the door.

"Head of the house, Miss Huanhuan is clamoring to come to see you." The housekeeper came in and reported.

When it came to Jing Huanhuan, Old Man Jing's eyes were full of complexity, he clenched his daughter's portrait, and finally said bitterly: "I don't see it." The suite that was given to her before was not taken back, and the clothes and jewelry in her room were packed for her and sent over, and she had nothing to do with the Jing family after that. ”

Outside the window, the rain was pouring in, and at the door of the villa, Jing Huanhuan's tears mixed with the rain continued to flow.

She kept calling her grandfather, but she was stopped by bodyguards and couldn't even step into the villa.

She only thinks that the world makes people, and two days ago she was talking to the sisters in the circle about the bloody affair of the fake daughter being expelled from the house, but she didn't expect that she would become a person in the play in an instant.

Seeing the housekeeper come out, her eyes crossed with hope, and she hurriedly rushed forward to grab him and asked, "Uncle Wang, my father hurt my mother and was taken away, and my grandfather didn't recognize me?" ”

Steward Wang also watched Jing Huanhuan grow up, and he was also very sympathetic to this girl who was still in the dark, and couldn't bear to tell her the truth: "Miss Huanhuan, you have no blood relationship with the old man. ”

Jing Huanhuan sat on the ground in despair, and didn't listen to Steward Wang's words, she kept looking at the lighted room on the second floor, crying and shouting: "Impossible, how could grandpa not be Huanhuan......"

As the light in the window on the second floor went out, hatred flashed in Jing Huanhuan's eyes, but he still knelt on the ground and cried.

Uncle Wang looked at her and felt very pitiful, and after returning to the villa, he couldn't help but plead with Old Man Jing: "Old man, Miss Huanhuan didn't know about Bo Liang's plot before, and she has always treated you as her own grandfather and filial piety......"

Old Man Jing's voice was desolate, "That's why I gave her a place to live and enough money. However, no more. ”

Jing Huanhuan is pitiful, aren't his daughters and grandchildren who died in the fire pitiful? He can't treat Jing Huanhuan like Bo Liang, but he can't love Jing Huanhuan as much as before.

As for the Jing family's property, even if he donates it, it will never be handed over to their daughter to inherit as Bo Liang wishes!

……

Sometimes the clues provided by the female ghost in the live broadcast room and the support provided by the Jing family, the police quickly found out the truth of the arson case that year, and issued an official report with white characters on a blue background.

That night, Shi Ling opened the live broadcast room as usual to try to sleep in the murderous house, and the number of people skyrocketed.

[The official report has come out, Bo's crime is true and he has been detained! ] What a joy! 】

[At the beginning of Meng Qi's incident, I knew that the anchor must be psychic, but now I see that the anchor is really a metaphysical boss hidden behind the network cable! ] 】

[Big guy, tomorrow I will take the second subject, bless me! ] 】

[Big guy, I'll go confess to the goddess tomorrow and bless me with a beautiful woman! ] 】

[Big guy, look at me, I hung up on high math last semester, go back to school in a few days to make up for the exam, bless me to pass]

Shi Ling looked at the barrage with the sudden change in wind direction, and couldn't help but say: "I am a sleeper in the murderous house, not the king in the wishing pool." ”

Netizens continued to make wishes as if no one was around after the barrage floated for a while.

[Anchor, my husband cheated on me and abused me, but I love him very much, is there any way to help me drive the woman outside away and get him back? 】

Shi Ling looked at the gradually outrageous wishes, and the blue tendons on his forehead jumped slightly.