After wearing the book, the fake daughter made a live broadcast of fortune telling and became the fa

In the silent room, a half-clothed woman was lying on the ground in a panic. She took a breath and slowly opened her eyes.

Three years ago, she was lying on the ground like this.

For the first time, she got the leading role.

From then on, it was out of control.

Three years later today, she ended up with this gesture.

Zhou Yinghuai was completely unaware of this matter. He was extremely busy in the company. When the few powerful people around him learned the news, they had already found a scapegoat and left him completely alone.

When the assistant pushed the door open and walked in, Zhou Yinghuai yelled, "Get the hell out of here!"

Unexpectedly, two uniformed police officers walked out from behind the assistant.

"Zhou Yinghuai, please come with us."

Zhou Yinghuai was stunned for a moment, his heart was filled with despair, but he quickly returned to normal, stood up, straightened his clothes, and glanced at the assistant standing at the door, his eyes darkening.

"Wow! I feel like Zhou Yinghuai has completely collapsed."

Zhou Enyu suddenly appeared next to Zhao Nan with a mobile phone and handed it to her, "Look, there are too many crimes including cheating in marriage and corruption. He is finished."

Zhao Nan stared at the content on it.

Zhou Yinghuai was indeed finished. To be more precise, he deserved it.

But she can never go back to the past.

But... Zhao Nan's eyes shifted from the phone to upstairs. She had a goal to pursue.

Zhou Enyu was watching the news, and a name fell into her eyes. Her expression changed slightly, and she suddenly said: "Why hasn't she dealt with Shen Que yet?"

"I died earlier than you, and I met her earlier. Could it be that An Ran didn't take me to heart?"

Zhao Nan explained: "Shen is indeed different. An Ran said that there are experts behind him to help him. He killed you, but he didn't bear any blood debt, which already shows the problem."

Zhou Enyu glanced at Zhao Nan, then lowered her head. Her voice became very deep, and the black energy around her reappeared, wrapping her whole body, "Seeing him getting more and more angry, I never stopped wanting to commit suicide myself." His thoughts.”

Zhao Nan was at the side reciting the Pure Heart Mantra taught by Shen Anran.

By the time Shen Anran came out, Zhou Enyu's resentment had dissipated a lot.

She stood at the railing and said in a cold voice, "Wait a moment."

Zhou Enyu looked up subconsciously. She couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but in the end she nodded obediently.

To be honest, Zhou Enyu was still very afraid of Shen Anran, especially when she looked at him expressionlessly.

After finishing Wen Ying's acupuncture, Shen Anran immediately knocked on Bai Heng's door.

"It's not locked."

A lazy voice came from the room.

Shen Anran opened the door directly and saw Bai Heng sitting on a soft chair, his long and well-proportioned fingers operating quickly on the keyboard, pausing from time to time.

This was the first time that Shen Anran saw Bai Heng who was so serious. His eyes were slightly lowered, his thick eyelashes cast a faint gray shadow under his white eyelids, and his crimson lips were slightly pursed.

That soft and weak strength disappeared at this moment.

"Do you have time now?"

Bai Heng stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at her, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "If you look for me, of course I will be available at any time."

"The time for acupuncture is advanced."

"Huh? Why?"

Shen Anran said: "I have other things to do in the afternoon."

Bai Heng said lightly "Oh", then closed the notebook and stood up, "Let's go."

Bai Heng did not continue to inquire, but when Shen Anran was administering the acupuncture, he said intentionally or unintentionally: "You went out in the afternoon, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, the poison in your body won't attack in the next few hours." Bai Heng laughed, "You have thought carefully."

After it was over, Shen Anran went out directly.

Today is Lin Ting's funeral, so it's just the right time to rush there.

[Jing'an Cemetery]

The drizzle is hitting the cold tombstone. The photo shows a young girl with a slight smile. The rain has streaked across, leaving streaks of water.

The woman standing at the front covered her mouth and cried, while the man next to her hugged the woman's shoulders sadly.

The relatives behind him lowered their heads with solemn expressions.

Grief spreads in this silent cemetery.

At this time, a handful of baby's breath was placed in front of the tombstone.

The woman looked up and saw five or six young people with unfamiliar faces.

"You are?"

One of the girls said: "Auntie, we are Lin Ting's friends."

The woman's eyes were filled with tears again. Looking at their young faces, she thought of her daughter again.

"Auntie, please forgive me."

The woman covered her heart-wrenching chest and said in a hoarse voice: "I was wrong, I'm really sorry..."

One of the boys couldn't help but said: "Auntie, if you had changed earlier, Lin Ting wouldn't be like this. Do you know that she has always been in pain?"

"Stop talking, Auntie and the others are already suffering enough."

But the boy said: "Obviously Lin Ting is even more uncomfortable than them, but now this result is actually a relief for her."

The woman was so heartbroken that she couldn't even speak.

Not far away, Shen Anran looked at them silently.

Lin was wrong to hear this.

She is not alone.

Shen Anran walked slowly with a white chrysanthemum, then bent down and gently placed the flower in front of the tombstone.

The man supporting the woman frowned when he saw Shen Anran. He felt that he had seen this person somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he asked: "You are also Lin Ting's friend." ?”

Shen Anran nodded but did not respond.

"Are you... Shen Anran?!" A student suddenly said, "You are actually Lin Ting's friend!"

"Is it the metaphysics live broadcast you talked about yesterday?"

"Yes, that's her!"

Shen Anran smiled friendly at them and said, "Hello."

"Master, are you a friend because of the live broadcast with Lin Ting?"

live streaming?

The man on the side suddenly remembered something, and his expression of grief and indignation was replaced by anger, "That night, it was you who was watching the live broadcast that Lin Ting watched?! It was because of watching your live broadcast that she became like this! She has always been It’s all because of you that you are obedient!”

After the man found an opening, he frantically poured out all his emotions.

"Uncle, it's obviously you..."

Lin's father directly interrupted the girl's conversation. He glared angrily, "You are the one who said something about death. You are the one who instigated Lin Ting to commit suicide!"

Mother Lin recovered slightly. She turned her head and saw Shen Anran's face. Naturally, she remembered the scene that night when Lin Ting came out with her mobile phone to argue with them.

The next second, she raised her hand and hit Shen Anran hard in the face.

And yelled: "It's all because of you!"