A business hotel.

An uncle angrily removed his SIM card.

"Damn it!"

"How did this kid get involved with the plague god? May the Three Pure Ones protect me from being caught by the plague god!"

He is a member of the Chen family.

The reason I left the Xuanmen territory was on the orders of the Chen family head to find the long-lost Chen Cheng.

The grand competition between the Xuanmen and the Special Bureau is about to begin in January, but at this crucial juncture, the chief has disappeared.

Not to mention how panicked they were.

He had been searching for clues, and all he knew was that Chen Cheng disappeared from the auction house after finding "Starry Night".

So many days have passed, and he still needs to take care of his three meals a day. Since no one is reimbursing him for his expenses, he has to earn them himself.

Money in this world is both easy and hard to earn, and there are only a few ways to make money without breaking the law.

He needed to make money quickly, so he accepted a wealthy man's job: to deal with a vengeful spirit.

Who would have thought?

Yan Jiu has taken notice of the wealthy man's son.

Even the head of the Chen family was no match for Yan Jiu. How could he possibly have the ability to fight against this plague god?

Chen San immediately wanted to sever ties with the Wan family before Yan Jiu discovered it.

The thought of the vengeful spirits he subdued...

Chen San looked at the gourd with the talisman attached. He took off the talisman and released the white-clad ghost shrouded in resentment.

The white-clad, shrouded spirit, exuding murderous intent and soaking wet, could easily be mistaken for a demon that had crawled up from hell.

Her short hair couldn't hide the pinch marks on her neck. Her eyes were filled with eerie green, her resentment condensed into ice, and her black fingernails grew out of shape. She was nothing like an ordinary white-clad ghost.

Chen San's pupils shrank: "Oh no, it's Bai Sha!?"

As a member of the Xuanmen sect, he knew that there was a type of Yin spirit that was not on the Yin spirit ranking list, and that was the Red and White Twin Fiends.

The Red Demon is the bride in her wedding dress.

Bai Sha is a drowned woman.

These two types of evil spirits are extremely easy to transform into malevolent forces. Once they become malevolent forces, one's cultivation level cannot be determined based on whether one is dressed in white or red.

He was cheated by the Wan family.

If he knew that the vengeful spirit was murdered, and that she was a girl born in a yin year and yin month.

He won't take the order no matter what you say.

Chen San jumped two meters away, bit his tongue, and used the few drops of blood with the strongest yang energy to draw a talisman, barely managing to stop the speed at which the yin spirit turned into a malevolent force.

He didn't know how much longer he could hold on.

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at the same time.

Yan Jiu stopped scrolling through the video.

I followed Lang Zongyi off the plane.

Yan Jiu looked up and asked, "Where are we going now?"

Lang Zongyi paused for a moment, then seemed to remember something and said, "Your parents will probably tell you."

Yan Jiu: "???"

She suspiciously opened the WeChat chat interface and found that everyone in the "Happy Family" group was asking her when she was coming home, what kind of local cuisine she liked to eat, and that it was a holiday tomorrow.

Only after the fact did I realize it.

Yan Jiu realized that New Year's Day was approaching.

Lang Zongyi looked at Yan Jiu, his temples throbbing, his jaw clenched as if he were enduring something.

He noticed Yan Jiu's attention.

He found the reason for his recent strange behavior in "I'm Not Mentally Ill".

The harsh winter wind blew relentlessly against him, yet it could not extinguish the heart that was just beginning to experience love.

The surge of emotion came so suddenly that he was caught off guard and powerless to fight back. This man, who was usually so meticulous, didn't even know why he had fallen for her.

Things got out of his control.

Lang Zongyi considered the future.

So for the first time, he chose to back down.

Unlike Yan Jiu, he was a man with no future, and he could not confess his feelings to Yan Jiu.

Lang Zongyi suppressed the nascent brilliance of the Red Phoenix Star, forcefully locking that wildly beating heart into a cage.

He didn't want Yan Jiu to avoid him, and he didn't want Yan Jiu to feel only bitterness and unease when she recalled him.

The current way we get along is great.

Yan Jiu noticed Lang Zongyi's gaze.

I looked up.

Lang Zongyi's figure seemed to merge with the darkness, and the lights of thousands of homes swept over him, as if Lang Zongyi had been abandoned by the world.

Yan Jiu felt a little uncomfortable.

She reached out her hand to the person as if she wanted to say something.

Lang Zongyi dodged Yan Jiu's hand and said stiffly, "I've booked a hotel for you. I have some things to take care of first. Zhai Yu will take you home tomorrow."

He turned and left without hesitation.

Yan Jiu frowned, her face contorted in a grimace: "It seems I really made him angry."

Ma Weiwei looked bewildered.

The Director doesn't seem angry.

Ma Weiwei didn't have time to think too much, because when she dropped Yan Jiu off at the hotel, she received a message from Liu Fei, blushed, reported to the person, and left.

Yan Jiu watched Ma Weiwei leave.

He leaned against the window, analyzing his own mistakes.

"I shouldn't have been so radical."

"He must be angry at my adventure."

"Also, I should have firmly and decisively refused when the intelligence agency asked me to switch jobs."

"Next time I go shopping, I can't just focus on buying things."

"Very good, problem identified, problem solved!"

Analysis complete.

Yan Jiu punched his left hand with his right.

Finally, she even sent Lang Zongyi a harassing message, showing a great sense of remorse, saying that she would definitely be more careful next time.

Yan Jiu stared at the time: "Senior brother is getting grumpy. A minute has passed and he still hasn't replied to me."

The doll was disheveled in the wind, and I really didn't want to answer the person who took it abroad.

System: [Host, is there any possibility that your crush isn't actually angry?]

Yan Jiu was taken aback.

Is Lang Zongyi not angry?

Could it be that my period is here?

Yan Jiu thought about it carefully.

With a "bang".

A loud noise came from the house two doors down.

Yan Jiu stuck her head out the window and shouted, "Keep it down, someone's contemplating important life decisions."

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