Grandmaster of metaphysics, Song Jinshu, transmigrated into the body of a pitiful young lady from a wealthy family.
This pitiful girl was the true rich daughter of the Chi family, but her par...
But before she could make up her mind, the person in Chu Yuanyuan's phone started crying wildly.
"Song Jinshu, Master, isn't it enough that I kowtow to you?
Help!
At the same time, Song Jinshu's account on the social platform kept sounding notifications.
Thousands of netizens tagged her and asked her for help.
"Sister Jinshu, this time you are the one that everyone expected."
Lan Yinuo shook his phone and said, "I've already arranged a car and a driver. We can leave at any time."
Chu Yuanyuan also advised, "Master, why don't we go take a look?
This person is an adventure anchor, and I have been following him for a long time.
Although he likes to attract attention, he is not a bad person and often donates money to charity.
Moreover, this person also hates Chi Wanyin.
Song Jinshu glanced at the school gate again, and when she met the two pairs of longing eyes in front of her, she finally made a decision.
"Okay, let's go check out what's going on with this anchor's fate card."
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The host is whining and groaning now because he is regretting it.
If possible, he really wanted to travel back half an hour and give his ignorant and audacious self a slap in the face.
"It's okay to agree to play poker with those two people.
Now, my life is about to be lost."
He ran and cried.
At the same time, the finger keeps refreshing a chat page.
"Master, haven't you seen the message yet?
Please come back to me."
He whined and groaned in anxiety.
Finally, there was an additional message on the chat page.
Henghengji saw the affirmative reply, but before he could be happy, he heard a haunting voice coming from behind him.
"Don't go, don't you have something in your hand?
Come on, have another one."