The senior sister went crazy setting up a stall and asked the industry boss to let her go.

Chapter 8

Wu Guo looked at the villain, who was burned with a talisman. He looked at her with a low eyebrow and asked, "Who taught you to do this?"

The female secretary did not answer her words, but looked at him and asked pitifully: "Jianwei, have you never been attracted to me after being with you for so long?"

Chen Jianwei had a dark face and replied coldly: "No."

The female secretary was heartbroken, even though she knew he loved her!But...still hopelessly in love with him!Crying and shedding tears, she said: "Haha... I was delusional after all..."

Wu Guo added: "The peach blossom evil has been resolved."

The female secretary said "ha": "Really?" She looked up at him and continued: "The person who cast the curse is a Taoist named Hu Daxian. This man is quite famous in this industry. It is not difficult for you to find him."

Wu Guo knelt down and looked at her closely. It was dark in the alley at night and he couldn't see her face clearly. But when he looked so close, he actually saw her dead face!

Everything has its own cause and effect, and she can't live without her own fault, and she can't go against the will of heaven.

He whispered in her ear: "Take care of yourself." He stood up, looked at Chen Jianwei, and said to him: "Blessings Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Fate Master, I can only help here, you have to deal with the rest by yourself."

Chen Jianwei said gratefully: "Thank you, Master."

Wu Guo walked out of the alley and sighed.

Take a look at the empty streets, huh?Why are there no taxis?When we first entered the alley, there were still many!Why did it disappear all of a sudden?
When I was worried about not having a car to go back, a bicycle parked in front of me, and a familiar voice came to my ears: "Where are you staying? If you don't mind, I can give you a ride."

Wu Guo raised his head and saw that it was the man who had just invited him to drink orange juice in the bar. He nodded, sat behind him unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "Thank you! You are so kind~"

Zhang Yiling said "Hmm" and said, "Sit tight." He pedaled away slowly on his bicycle.

Mo Shu walked out of the darkness, followed by several younger brothers, saying: "Awesome!"

Brother No. 4: "Boss, why doesn't Master drive a supercar to send his wife back? That would be so cool!"

Brother No. 1: "You know nothing! This is called sentiment!"

Brother No. 2: "That's right, you have no emotional intelligence."

Brother No. 3: "You deserve not to have a girlfriend."

Brother No. 4: "I..."

Mo Shu said, "Okay, okay, it's time to go and do whatever you have to do." He stepped on a bicycle and drove away.

Brother No. 4 pointed behind him and asked: "How to deal with that thing?"

Brother No. 1 slapped him over and said, "This bitch dared to attack my wife. It's a good thing he didn't get slapped by his master. He threw them all into the sea to feed the sharks."

Brother No. 4 said "Oh" and touched his forehead aggrievedly.

Even late at night, in the noisy and lively city, people are coming and going, the lanes are full of cars, and there are colorful lights everywhere, intertwined with the light emitted by the stars in the night sky, which is breathtaking.The streets and alleys under the lights were crowded with people and looked particularly lively.

Zhang Yiling was riding his bicycle and felt that Guo'er seemed tired. He put his arms around his waist and snuggled on his back and fell asleep, with the corners of his mouth raised, feeling extremely happy.

At the door of the house, Zhang Zixiao was bored with waiting. He saw a bicycle in the distance and watched his father take his mother back on the bicycle. When he stepped forward to pick her up, he heard his cold voice: " Just hold on to the bike."

Zhang Zixiao was speechless for a while, stretched out his hand to support the bicycle, and watched his father take his mother back. His father did not forget to say: "I will give you the bicycle, ride it to school!" Zhang Zixiao: Throw me the things you don't need after the romance. !Co-authored by I am a trash can!

Cursing inwardly, I pushed the bicycle and put it in the front yard.

The next morning, it was another bright morning.

Zhang Zixiao got up early to make breakfast.

Wu Guo rubbed her eyes and saw him coming out with breakfast and said: "Zixiao, you are already such a big person, so don't come here to sleep with your mother and me all the time. It's in the way of space. If you don't want to sleep in your bed, just go and sleep in your bed." floor."

Zhang Zixiao's face was dark, why should he take the blame for his father!Other people's married couples are upright and upright, but what my father did was even more shameful than having an underground affair!
Wu Guo came to the yard to stretch, saw the bicycle in the yard, and shouted into the house: "Zixiao, where did this bicycle come from?"

"No one else wanted it, so they threw it to me!"

"Hey, it's still a new car, and it's quite nice!"

Wu Guo looked familiar to this bicycle, but the bicycles were all the same, so it was normal for it to look familiar!

The joy of the small square is accompanied by the soundtrack of the square dance: how many dreams are flying freely

I forgot yesterday, the air has dried up the sadness
I want to meet you again on that vast road...

Zhang Zixiao was sitting at the stall, chewing on the hand cakes he had made, watching his mother jump into the square dance team, twisting with a group of adults... After eating the hand cakes, drinking a glass of talisman water, he saw the school bus coming. , pick up the backpack and get on the school bus. You have to ride your bicycle to school tomorrow. After all, the school bus does not provide free transportation.

The school bus driver looked at the fortune-telling stall and was speechless for a while...

Kyoto High School - a truly aristocratic high school, with millions of tuition fees a year, wiping out all the money Wu Guo earned, but there was no other way, this high school was close to home.

Zhang Zixiao was not well-known as a transfer student. He was famous for being poor and being a single parent. There were many rumors about whose illegitimate son he was because no one knew what his father did. They only knew that he had a Taoist mother.

However, Zhang Zixiao made headlines on campus because of his face. After all, he inherited Zhang Yiling's good looks and was ranked No. 1 on the school's short list, knocking down the original No. 1.

Lu Zhenyu did not expect that Zhang Zixiao would go to the same school as him, be in the same class, and more importantly, be his deskmate!
After class, Lu Zhenyu pulled Zhang Zixiao to chat: "Brother! Why didn't you tell me earlier that you would transfer to me!"

Zhang Zixiao smiled: "I don't know, dad arranged it."

Lu Zhenyu nodded, pulled Zhang Zixiao out, and said, "Let's go! I'll treat you to a burger!"

Zhang Zixiao asked: "How much pocket money do you have per day?"

Lu Zhenyu said: "I am 50, and my father secretly used his private money to subsidize me. What about you?" He took out a 50 yuan note.

Zhang Zixiao said: "My mother gave me 10 yuan."

Lu Zhenyu smiled: "Eat spicy strips, we don't deserve hamburgers."

Zhang Zixiao:…

Zhang Zixiao and Lu Zhenyu walked out of the classroom together. The classmates in the class alienated Zhang Zixiao too deliberately. Even the very nervous Lu Zhenyu discovered this.

(End of this chapter)