After the soul piercing, I became a mother without any pain, and I am taking care of myself at the C

Chapter 83 War and Chaos
  "Zhou Tian, ​​what are you doing?"

Wen Jiu turned sideways, with displeasure on his face, and stepped forward to pull her up.

"Zhou Mo is my sister."

Zhou Tian turned back and glared at Zhou Mo, who had been refusing to come out, and spoke for her: "We sisters were raised by our grandma since childhood. After my grandma became seriously ill, she dropped out of school without telling me and has been working as Wen Xue's assistant."

"Sister..." Zhou Mo raised her childish face.

Seeing the struggle in his sister's eyes, Zhou Tian said: "Momo, I don't know what Wen Xue told you. But you have to remember that three generations of our family have been police officers, and they have a clear conscience in their lifetime!"

Zhou Mo clasped his hands, "I..."

Inadvertently meeting Wen Xue's cold gaze, Zhou Mo's shoulders shook.

Scanning so many people behind him.

She said in a hurry: "It was Wen Xue who threatened me with grandma. Sister, you finally got grandma to be admitted to Renxin Hospital. I don't want to hold back the family because of my work problems."

Speaking of which, the people present are of extraordinary status.

They are all human beings who have figured out the whole story with these few words. As parents who have been proud of Wen Xue for half their lives, Wen Huairu and Song Qianhua don't look good.

It can even be described as extremely different.

Yang Zhong's age was shown here. He puffed his beard and said with a sarcastic smile: "The Wen family is really blind and mistook fish eyes for pearls. No wonder my good disciple never gets home!"

[Zhou Tian, ​​surnamed Zhou, looks so familiar. 】

[He is the child of two anti-narcotics policemen two years ago. His father is an anti-narcotics policeman, and his mother went deep into the drug den to work as an undercover agent. This matter was on CCTV news. Still full of loyalty...]

[What did I hear? Wen Xue threatened the martyr’s orphan with her grandma’s life! ? 】

[Why didn’t she do it herself if she was so evil-minded? She was so vicious because she was afraid of being struck by lightning! 】

[Stop talking, can you please stop listening to a little girl’s one-sided words? Wen Xue hasn’t said a word yet! 】

Wen Xue's die-hard fans have been carried from Miaoyun Village to the present.

He insists on posting detailed posts on Danmaku and a certain blog, and passers-by and netizens can’t stand it anymore.

[Can some fans have some opinions? For such a selfish and scheming woman, having her appear on the big screen is a dirty look in our eyes. 】

[I am getting whiter and whiter day by day. Why do you think you are really white and flawless with the word "Xue" in your name? 】

Public opinion is hurtful, and Wen Xue's fans have already suffered a big loss.

The biggest anger points came from passers-by. In addition, Wen Xue fans couldn't stand the forced whitewashing. Several big fans also intervened. It was rare to see a crusade against "Princess Wen from the entertainment industry" in the barrage.

Shen Ming did not enter the banquet hall, but remained in the central control room.

Now I am lying on the rocking chair watching the barrage with great interest.

After a long sigh, "It seems that Wa Zong is going to lose another member this time."

He didn't have much reaction to Wen Xue's inability to participate in the variety show. If it had been before, the fan traffic behind Wen Xue would still be considerable.

But now, with her old-fashioned and gentle goddess persona, she is losing fans significantly.

No director in the variety show industry would dare to hire her.

Unlike the entertainment industry, no matter how bad your character is in the entertainment industry, as long as you have excellent acting skills, you can still become popular and be praised by people.

The variety show industry relies on the personality and character of the stars themselves.

Wen Xue naturally knew these truths after she had been shining brightly in the entertainment industry for four or five years, so she took action.

After finding that he could move, he struggled to stand up.

His face was pale.

Her soft eyes looked at Wenjiu, but her face was surprisingly calm, and she walked towards Wenjiu.

"Sister, why can't you give me a way out?"

There was a hint of awkwardness in her walking posture, but no one could tell where it was.

I just feel weak and powerless.

Under the pain of shock, Song Qianhua subconsciously wanted to hold Wen Xue back and question her.

However, the docile little daughter did not give her this chance. She avoided her hand and walked forward. When she was in front of Wenjiu, Wen Xue felt a chill from the ice and snow.

She raised her head, "Brother, did Jiang Ze tell you before he left that he would take good care of our mother and daughter?"

Jiang Yubai said coldly: "On the premise that you don't harm the Jiang family."

"Ha." Wen Xue sneered.

She tried her best to get Jiang Ze, but five years later, he just left for that bitch.

What's funny and sad is that she, Wen Xue, is always treated as an outsider!
  Wen Xue laughed, the laughter was really sad and sad.

Very weird.

Wen Jiu frowned, "You..." "Sister, don't worry." Wen Xue stepped forward, ignoring the hostile looks of many people in front of him, and said softly: "I will not lose to you. This is what Li Guihua told me before she died. Yes, you..."

The last sentence was as light as a wisp of blue hair falling to the ground.

Apart from warming the wine, not even Jiang Yubai, who was only an arm's length away, could hear him.

[What did Wen Xue say? Why did Wen Jiu frown? 】

[The sound is too low and cannot be heard at all. Wen Xue's lips were facing away from the camera, so she couldn't read them. 】

[I hope there won’t be any more accidents. After all, today is their birthday party. 】

"what--!"

Under the shadow of the white light sword, streaks of red dyed through the white hollow dress.

Wen Jiu frowned and looked down at the knife that appeared in his hand. Wen Xue had already fallen into a pool of blood and shouted with all his strength: "Sister, you are mentally ill again!"

"Ajiu you!"

Song Qianhua was the first to step forward, while Wen Huairu hurriedly called for an ambulance. He was close to Wen Jiu and slapped him quickly. He just touched Wen Jiu's face, but he didn't hit him because of Jiang Yubai's obstruction.

"Wen Jiu, I told you not to follow the example of the two younger brothers and sisters you brought! Why do you have to go to them when they are sick? Isn't it enough that you have become mentally ill like the two of them now!?"

Someone at the scene screamed, "Killing——!"

The war was in chaos, which was worse than a pot of mushy porridge.

Wenjiu's eyes were sharp.

Mingyan's face was colder than the ice of the snow-capped mountains, "I am not your Wen family, heartless and stupid enough to be played with and applauded. I can tell who treats me well."

Wen Yan and Wen Li are both blind and deaf, all because of me. You so-called parents have never raised me for a day, so what qualifications do you have to belittle us from a high sanctioning platform? "

In the end, even the photographer couldn't hold the camera steady and was stunned and stunned.

[Just because of a skirt, it won’t lead to death. 】

[What did Wenjiu say? Aren’t her parents overseas?】

[Wen Yan and Wen Li are Wen Jiu’s younger siblings? Isn't she an only child? 】

[No, just look at Wen Xue. No matter how bad he is, his life will be at stake. 】

Wen Huairu was shocked, "Are you blaming us? Let's take you back..."

"Yes. If you want to take me back, I agree." Wenjiu's eyes were cold.

She turned to sneer, "You think I want your fake family affection? I'm really sorry. At first, I only decided to come back with you because of Wen Yan Wenli's illness."

She looked toward the ground.

Song Qianhua cried hard.

He rubbed the uneven wounds on his wrists with warm wine and smiled sarcastically.

Then a return-to-original curse seal was formed and struck in Wen Xue's abdomen, and the blood flowed backwards into the column and magically returned to Wen Xue's body.

In the end, even the white dress returned to its original state.

Song Qianhua, who was kneeling on the ground with Wen Xue in her arms, was stunned, watching Wen Xue, who was fluttering her eyelashes, still not waking up.

I didn't know for a moment whether to continue to be sad or to stand up and act like nothing was wrong.

【Am I blind? 】

[Look at the cameraman shaking, you are not blind and neither are we. Wen Xue is indeed fine, ha, ha, ha. 】

[What kind of resurrecting technique is this that is so shocking that ghosts and gods will weep! 】

[Is warming wine so powerful? Then can’t all cancer patients in our country be treated with warm wine, so they no longer have to worry about terminal illnesses? 】

[Don’t be morally kidnapped, okay? Any fool should know that there will be a price to pay for warming the wine. 】

Mr. Yang was horrified: "This, this... this is not the return-to-original curse seal that the old guy Qingyun used to clean Taoist temples. You girl, you are not afraid of being struck by lightning when you use it to treat diseases!"

He focused his attention and used his spiritual power to check whether the warm wine had any backlash.

The rolled wrinkles relax.

His eyes were fixed on her bloodshot and white arms. Yang Zhong walked out with a solemn look on his face, "Take off the cuff on your arm."

Wenjiu licked his hands with his nails.

He retracted his wrist to hide his laughter and said, "What a fuss. Can God strike my arm with lightning without anyone noticing?"

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Yang Zhong frowned.

Wenjiu's heart skipped a beat.

Regardless of her expression, Yang Zhong said: "What is the wound on your forearm that you covered?"

(End of this chapter)