Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Two chapters updated in one.
Jing Nanzhou seemed to hear vaguely the sound of a chair being moved and the clacking of footsteps.
He turned off the shower.
The sound of chairs moving and footsteps disappeared, but another sound appeared.
"Rustle, rustle."
"Rustle, rustle."
He raised his ears and listened carefully. It sounded like something was being dragged on the ground, making a slight sound when it rubbed against the floor.
Jing Nanzhou looked puzzled and shouted, "Wife, is that you?"
It was quiet outside and no one responded to his question.
"Rustle, rustle."
"Rustle, rustle."
Soon, the strange rustling sound came again, but it was a little louder than before.
Jing Nanzhou frowned: "Wife?"
Still no one answered him, and this time, the rustling sound stopped.
From the sound, it seemed to stop in front of the bathroom door.
Jing Nanzhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his first reaction was that a thief broke into the house.
He put on his clothes and caught a glimpse of a stick in the bathroom, so he picked it up.
"Click."
Jing Nanzhou opened the bathroom door and walked out carefully. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the bathroom door was still closed.
He held the stick in one hand and the bathroom door handle with the other. After counting "123" in his mind, he suddenly opened the door and raised the stick in his hand.
No one.
Everything in the second bedroom was normal. The chair was in its original place and there was nothing strange on the floor.
Jing Nanzhou was still worried, so he checked the second bedroom carefully, not missing any corner.
Finding nothing suspicious, he left the second bedroom and checked all the rooms in the house.
Halfway through, the wife was woken up and muttered unhappily: "Speak softly, don't wake up your son. Why does he work so late every day?"
Jing Nanzhou was completely relieved. He leaned over to kiss his wife and daughter on the forehead, then closed the door and went out.
I still have some work materials to sort out, and I was only halfway through my shower.
He raised his hand and rubbed his temple, probably because he was too tired from work recently and that made him hallucinate.
Jing Nanzhou returned to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and untied the straps of his bathrobe.
He was just about to take off his bathrobe.
"Rustle, rustle."
"Rustle, rustle."
That strange noise came again, this time it seemed to be coming from the bathroom.
Jing Nanzhou's heart skipped a beat, goose bumps appeared on his arms, and he felt inexplicably creepy.
He held his breath subconsciously.
"Rustle, rustle."
"Rustle, rustle."
The sound did not stop, but became louder and louder, and his heartbeat began to beat wildly.
I don't know how much time passed.
Just when Jing Nanzhou was relieved and thought that the sound was really an illusion caused by being too tired -
"I found you."
Suddenly someone spoke in the quiet bathroom, and the source of the voice was clearly... on the ceiling above.
Jing Nanzhou's body tensed up instantly, and he raised his head abruptly. Instantly, he met a face he had not seen for ten years.
The other person was still wearing the high school uniform he wore ten years ago. He was clinging to the ceiling of the bathroom in a very strange posture, with deep marks on his neck that had sunk into the flesh.
It's Stephen Chow.
No, no, no, Zhou Xingqiao died ten years ago, so what kind of monster is that in front of me?
Jing Nanzhou's pupils suddenly dilated, and he spoke subconsciously: "Zhou..."
He only had time to utter one word before he felt a sharp pain in his neck and his entire body was lifted up by a rope, hanging in mid-air.
Jing Nanzhou struggled desperately with his legs, trying to pry the rope around his neck, and painful "ho ho" sounds came out of his throat.
Soon, his pupils dilated and his struggle gradually stopped.
The male ghost on the ceiling slowly climbed down the wall. He moved very cautiously, as if he was afraid that he would fall down the next second. Halfway through, he fell to the ground with a "click".
He stood up and felt that the angle of his vision was a little strange.
Oh, it turns out that my neck is crooked.
He reached out to hold his head, and with a "click", his crooked head was bent back into place.
Being hanged is troublesome. The neck is so tight that it often tilts to one side. If he had known this, he would have taken sleeping pills or cut his wrists.
The male ghost walked out of the bathroom and went straight to the bookshelf in the second bedroom.
Looking at the bookshelf that filled an entire wall, his pale face was filled with joy, and he murmured, "So many books, so many books. This time I can read for a long time."
…
the next day.
Jing Nanzhou's wife discovered that her husband did not return to the bedroom last night. Knowing that he had stayed up late to work again, she felt angry and distressed.
He pushed open the door of the second bedroom with force and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Husband, why don't you change your job? I'm afraid if you continue like this, I will have to find a new husband in a few years."
The woman was grumbling, but she found that there was no one on the bed in the bedroom.
She turned and pushed open the bathroom door, "Did you listen to me..."
The woman's voice stopped abruptly.
The small door of the bathroom opened, and Jing Nanzhou was lying on the ground with his upper body naked, with deep marks on his neck.
“Ahhhhhh!”
…
Half an hour later, sirens sounded and a cordon was set up in the community where Jing Nanzhou lived.
Song Mian and Zhang Yi followed the police into Jing Nanzhou's home.
His wife had fainted from crying, and his three-year-old daughter was confused and had no idea what had happened.
In the bathroom, Jing Nanzhou's body remained slightly intact.
"It has been initially determined that he was strangled to death by a rope." The forensic doctor put on gloves and pressed the neck of the corpse, taking a breath of cool air. "The neck is deformed and the bones are broken."
Song Mian took out the detection machine and according to the numerical values displayed on it, this was the primary undead realm.
Just like the manor a few days ago, there is no entrance to the realm of the dead.
At this time, a policeman came over with a bewildered look on his face and said incredulously: "The murderer did not steal any valuables, but instead stole all the books. An entire wall of books and all the books in the study. How did he take so many books?"
When Song Mian heard this, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
-
The two left Jing Nanzhou's home.
In the car.
Zhang Yi asked: "What should we do next? Go back?"
Song Mian shook her head: "Go find Lin Chuanyan."
"Why go find him?" Zhang Yi was puzzled.
Song Mian rolled his eyes at him, fastened his seat belt and started the car. "Jing Nanzhou and Lin Chuanyan are childhood friends and have a very good relationship. He went to the hospital to visit Lin Chuanyan yesterday."
…
When they arrived at the hospital, the two went straight to Lin Chuanyan's ward.
Lin Chuanyan's ward was filled with all kinds of talismans, and he looked very bad today.
When he saw them, Lin Chuanyan's eyes were filled with fear.
Zhang Yi't care about his feelings and said directly: "Jing Nanzhou is dead."
Lin Chuanyan's eyes widened.
He said to himself, "He's dead. He's dead. I know it. I know it."
Song Mian was about to finish her words when the cell phone in her pocket vibrated a few times. She walked to the balcony of the ward with the phone in her hand.
Five minutes later.
Song Mian came in with a gloomy face, "Zhao Cheng is also dead."
Lin Chuanyan trembled as he held the talisman that the broker had bought at a high price.
Song Mian narrowed his eyes and said, "Jing Nanzhou and Zhao Cheng were both strangled to death by ropes. Their necks were almost broken by the ropes."
Hearing this, Lin Chuanyan finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "It's him, it's him, he's back for revenge, he's going to kill us all!"
Song Mian: "Who comes back for revenge?"
"Zhou Xingqiao, Zhou Xingqiao!" Lin Chuanyan collapsed and yelled, "He committed suicide. He was just depressed. We never thought of letting him die!"
He yelled in a state of emotional collapse.
Song Mian and Zhang Yi asked for key information, and seeing that he was in a crazy state, they directly called a doctor to give him an injection of sedative.
After getting the information he wanted, Song Mian directly called the person in charge to speed up the investigation into Zhou Xingqiao's case.
Because it was a matter that the Unnatural Events Management Bureau was investigating, in less than an hour, everything about Zhou Xingqiao's life, no matter how big or small, was laid out.
At this moment, Song Mian and Zhang Yi were in the meeting room of the Unnatural Events Management Bureau.
In addition to them, there are three other people in charge of the case, Chen Jingsheng, Rong Qing and Sang Xueruo.
Several people looked at the text materials in front of them and the video of the interrogation of the relevant personnel at that time.
A case of campus bullying leading to death.
For a whole year, Zhou Xingqiao was excluded from Lin Chuanyan's small group of four, but later she gradually became the dominant one both mentally and physically.
Finally, Zhou Xingqiao chose to hang herself in the school's sports equipment room.
After the incident, because the four members of Lin Chuanyan's small group had family connections, they were quickly picked out and the matter was eventually dropped.
After Chen Jingsheng understood the whole story, he cursed "Fuck" in a low voice, raised his head and snorted: "Is it really necessary to save such a person?"
Song Mian didn't say anything.
Rong Qing frowned, looking disapproving: "You are a government official, you cannot let your personal emotions guide your words and deeds. If they are guilty, the law will punish them, not let a ghost kill people indiscriminately."
Sang Xuerou spoke up in a gentle voice, "I think what Brother Rong said is right, and these people don't deserve to be put to death."
Chen Jingsheng sneered: "Yes, their crimes do not deserve death. Only Zhou Xingqiao died."
His words were so sarcastic and impolite that Sang Xueruo's face froze slightly.
Rong Qing felt that he had nothing to say to him, so he looked at Song Mian and asked, "What are your plans next?"
Song Mian said: "Gather together and protect those who were involved in the bullying case, and also go find Zhou Xingqiao's parents."
She paused and said, "I think this may not be the primary undead realm."
…
While Song Mian and the others were busy dealing with the undead, Sang Wanwan was busy for more than half a month, and her online store finally opened successfully.
The main god space is very reliable, and the decoration of the online store is low-key and gorgeous. Anyone who clicks in can't help but take a look around the store.
And because of the "plug-in" of the Lord God Space, her online store was directly listed on the homepage of Tangyuan Shopping Network on the first day of its opening.
The products in the store are divided into three parts: beauty, food, and others.
Currently, the store only has 100 bottles of scar removal cream and 50 packets of fish balls.
Each bottle of scar removal cream contains 40 grams and costs 300 yuan; each pack of fish balls contains 20 pieces and costs 200 yuan.
In less than two hours, the store's homepage received over 2,000 page views, but not a single customer placed an order, not even one customer inquired about the product.
Sang Wanwan was not in a hurry. After all, her shop was a new store, and the products were all new products with high prices. It was normal that there were no customers.
However, the free labor force in the Lord God Space is very anxious.
[“Why is there no one placing an order? These are all good stuff,”] the Lord God Space said unsatisfiedly, [“How about we put up an advertisement?”]
It doesn't think it's a problem of too high a price. In its logical thinking, nothing Sang Wanwan makes can be said to be the best, it can only be said to be priceless.
"unnecessary."
Sang Wanwan said lazily.
What kind of advertising is that? It's such a waste of money. If there are really no customers after waiting for a while, she can only go after Han Zheng and his group of suckers again.
In the next few days, the store traffic skyrocketed, but still no one placed an order. The good news is that someone finally asked about the product.
However, they all complained that the things were too expensive and that they were cheating people out of their money, which made the main god space so angry that it started to output a lot.
…
Time flies, and it is the day for the variety show to be filmed again.
Sang Wanwan had been having such a good time these past few days that she would have forgotten about the variety show shoot if the staff hadn't called her in advance.
After packing up her things and taking some ingredients, Sang Wanwan drove the food truck and rushed to the filming location with her husband and son.
Because of Lin Chuanyan's accident, the filming location was changed to a resort villa. Of course, the two ordinary amateur groups of Sang Wanwan and Aunt Jiang mostly filmed in the food court.
After arriving at the holiday villa rented by the program crew, Sang Wanwan parked the car and moved her luggage to the arranged accommodation.
Next door to her lived Aunt Jiang and her husband, and as for the occupant of the other room...
"Click."
The door of that room was opened and two groups of people ran into it directly.
Sang Wanwan looked at the two of them and smiled: "So the last group of amateur guests are you guys."
Seeing her, both Qin Chaoyang and Chi Yan looked unhappy.
Chi Yan thought of how Sang Wanwan swiped her credit card so casually in the mall that day, and then thought of her pitifully small amount of pocket money that she had every month. She felt heartbroken and glared at her fiercely.
When Qin Chaoyang saw Sang Wanwan, his face and back began to twitch in pain.
His face suddenly darkened.
Aunt Jiang didn't notice the wrong atmosphere at all. She looked at the two people and said cheerfully, "Oh, I finally meet you. We are amateur guests and we are all the same kind of people. We need to get along well and cooperate with each other in the next few days."
After hearing what she said, Chi Yan looked her up and down, frowned and said with disdain: "Who wants to get along with you? Who is the same as you?"
She puffed out her chest and raised her head high. "People of your class are not worthy to be with us. Standing with us is a blasphemy to us."
Qin Chaoyang didn't dare to provoke Sang Wanwan, but he didn't take the middle-aged woman in front of him seriously at all.
He glanced at Aunt Jiang coldly, and with his chest puffed out and his head raised, he left with Chi Yan with disdain on his face.
Aunt Jiang was dumbfounded. She was really annoyed by this so early in the morning.
"What kind of people are they?" Aunt Jiang said angrily. "What class? No matter how powerful they are, they can still participate in the TV program with us. These two young people are really rude."
Sang Wanwan patted Aunt Jiang on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about them. They are not worthy of their social status. They are so pretentious that they may get into trouble someday. Let's stay away from them and don't let them get involved."
Hearing this, Aunt Jiang was immediately happy.
…
The first day of reshoots was still to reshoot the pilot film with celebrity guests.
Without any filming work, Sang Wanwan was happy to relax and strolled around the new place with her husband and son.
It was almost lunchtime, so they returned to the dining car.
Sang Wanwan lit the fire and cooked a pot of fish balls, stir-fried two vegetarian dishes, and stewed a pot of rice with Chinese sausage.
The fragrance drifted out slowly, bit by bit.
It was lunch time and the staff who had been running around shooting the whole morning were all hungry. Suddenly, when they smelled this fragrance, their stomachs rumbled loudly.
Someone couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked, "Where does the fragrance come from? Why is it so fragrant?"
The person he was questioning was also confused, "I don't know, did the director order lunch for us?"
He himself didn't believe it. The director was a frugal person and he would order a big-ticket fast food meal for 15 yuan every time he filmed.
After being tortured by this smell for nearly an hour, someone finally knew the source of this smell.
"It's the amateur guests with the mobile food truck," the visitor said, swallowing his saliva. "They are making lunch. It smells so good. I saw quite a few people walking towards them."
Others: “!!!”
Sang Wanwan and her family of three had finished lunch. She hugged Tuan Tuan and rubbed his chubby belly.
"Tuantuan has to go to kindergarten. I recently learned about three schools and they are all good." She said to Chi Junyu next to her.
Chi Junyu nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Sang Wanwan lowered her head and looked at her son in her arms: "Tuantuan, do you want to go to kindergarten? Just like before, there will be many children of the same age as Tuantuan. Tuantuan can play with many, many children."
Tuantuan was a little nervous, and with red eyes, she hugged her mother tightly, "Don't leave mommy, Tuantuan will be very obedient, mommy, don't abandon Tuantuan."
He also went to kindergarten before.
But one day, after he came back from kindergarten, his parents didn't want him anymore.
Sang Wanwan was stunned and realized that Tuantuan had a psychological trauma.
"We didn't abandon Tuantuan," Sang Wanwan patted his back and soothed him softly, "Mom and Dad will send Tuantuan to kindergarten, and then pick him up at a certain time."
She explained in a long and soft voice.
However, Tuantuan's eyes became redder and redder, with two tears welling up in them. He said pitifully, "Mom, Tuantuan is very obedient. Please don't abandon Tuantuan."
After saying this, the tears started to roll down.
Sang Wanwan was heartbroken, she quickly wiped his tears, hugged him and kissed him several times, "No, no, since Tuantuan doesn't like it, then we won't go to kindergarten."
It's really annoying. I have to coax and praise them one by one, first the big ones and then the small ones.
Sang Wanwan coaxed and kissed her son before he stopped crying, but his little face was still dull and lifeless.
She sighed inwardly.
Forget it, if she doesn’t want to go, then don’t go. In the future, she… well, let the child’s father teach him personally.
"Excuse me, are the things here for sale?"
Sang Wanwan looked up and saw a dozen people gathered outside the dining car, all of them looking into the car.
She narrowed her eyes.
Great, business is coming to you.
"For sale," Sang Wanwan put the small wooden board next to the window and said with a smile, "This is the price. The ingredients are limited and will be sold out while stocks last."
After seeing the price, they were thinking whether they could get a discount from Sang Wanwan because of the large group, but they immediately changed their minds when they heard that the ingredients were limited.
"I want a bowl of fish ball soup and a bowl of white rice."
"I want three servings of braised pork intestines with rice."
"Give me ten steamed dumplings."
"What? Ten servings? Don't be too much. Can you eat that much?!"
…
Sang Wanwan was cooking food, while Chi Junyu and Tuantuan were busy packing.
Every time someone comes over, she asks them to scan the QR code and follow her online store. As long as they do so, they will receive a small fish ball as a gift.
Because her mother mentioned the issue of kindergarten, Tuantuan felt insecure and worked very hard to pack.
Sang Wanwan took the time to look at him, thinking that she would have to coax him for a while.
Soon, all the ingredients we brought were sold out.
Sang Wanwan hung up the closing sign, and the people who came after her looked annoyed.
She counted the money she had received and found that she had earned tens of thousands more in a short period of time.
As expected, it is easiest to make money from the wealthy and people in the entertainment industry. As long as she can capture these two customer groups, business at her stall and online store should not be too bad.
Once she recruits enough ghost employees, she won't have to do any of the work herself, such as setting up the stall, making products, shipping, etc. She can just sit back and collect money.
…
Sang Wanwan's snack stand became a huge hit on the set.
The next day, after she and Chi Junyu shot a few shots, they began to prepare for the lunch business.
This money is really easy to make.
If you come to participate in the seven-day program, you will get 200,000 yuan and can also set up a stall here to do business.
Sang Wanwan was in a good mood, but Sang Jin and the others were in a particularly bad mood, as if they had stepped on dog poop when going out and got their expensive leather shoes dirty.
Seeing that Sang Wanwan had a calm face and was setting up a stall without any shame just to earn a little money, Sang Jin showed deep contempt in his eyes.
As expected, he grew up in a remote and poor area.
Even though he had been taken back to the Sang family for a few years and had received relevant etiquette education, this man still had the mentality of a greedy commoner at heart. He would show off his talents and please customers just for this little bit of money.
Qin Chaoyang snorted coldly, "Ah Jin, why don't you take care of your sister? After all, she is the legitimate daughter of the Sang family, and she actually did something like setting up a stall."
Chi Yan agreed: "That's right, it's time to let Uncle Sang take care of her."
In front of the three of them was the lunch they bought from a high-end restaurant.
Sang Jin's face turned cold: "She has already left the Sang family. Xue Rou is my only sister."
Qin Chaoyang nodded secretly in his heart.
He has always liked Sang Xueruo over the years, and has been silently protecting her since he knew she was engaged. Naturally, he knew about the evil things Sang Wanwan had done.
Sang Wanwan was driven out of the Sang family, and he was happy for Xueruo from the bottom of his heart.
Chi Yan's mood improved. As long as her ex-sister-in-law Sang Wanwan was in trouble, she would be happy.
"It's just something made with some ordinary ingredients. How delicious can it be?" Qin Chaoyang snorted, "Those people really have never seen the world and have never eaten good food."
The three of them, each with their own thoughts, picked up their chopsticks and ate the exquisite food in front of them.
"Ahhh, they are too much. One person wanted to buy ten servings of fish ball soup and white rice. Fortunately, Ah Wan set a purchase limit, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get it."
“That’s right… Wow, it’s really delicious.”
In order to get a bite to eat, the program crew became familiar with Sang Wanwan.
Both of them were holding fish ball soup in their hands and stuffing fish balls into their mouths while talking.
When they passed by Sang Jin and the others, the unique fragrance unsurprisingly entered their noses.
Smelling this fragrance, the three people who were eating: "..."
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It's another day of making a lot of money.
Sang Wanwan originally thought that she could sit back and earn money in the next few days until her filming assignment was completed.
But an accident happened the next day, causing the filming to be suspended again.
This morning, Sang Wanwan and his wife had a photo shoot, so they arrived at the location early.
While waiting for the filming, Sang Jin, Qin Chaoyang and Chi Yan stood not far away, and the three of them kept looking at Sang Wanwan.
The staff were busy coming and going.
The Lord God Space suddenly chuckled twice and said, "Wanwan, I have a surprise for you."
Sang Wanwan noticed that there were two unfamiliar faces among the staff coming and going.
She said casually, "Oh, what surprise?"
The Lord God Space said mysteriously: [“You will know soon.”]
Sang Wanwan saw the two unfamiliar employees walking towards them, each holding a bag in their hands.
As the two of them came over, Sang Wanwan pushed Chi Junyu back and called Aunt Jiang over.
The accident happened in an instant.
"Sang Jin, you are the one who hurt our brother. Die, die, die!"
It all happened so fast.
By the time everyone reacted, Sang Jin's face was splashed with a strange black juice, and Qin Chaoyang and Chi Yan, who were standing beside him, were also splashed with it.
Instantly, Chi Yan's scream was heard at the scene.
The two strange employees took out knives from their bags and slashed at Sang Jin.
There was something on Chi Yan's face, and when she looked up, she saw knives in the hands of the two people in front of her.
She screamed and shouted with fear, and her desire to survive stimulated her unlimited potential.
She grabbed Sang Jin's arm and pushed him hard to the tip of the knife to block it for herself.
Sang Jin, who could have easily dodged the attack, was caught off guard and pushed. Before he could react, two knives were stabbed into his stomach with "hiss", "hiss".
Pain swept through his body, Sang Jin: “???”
“Ahhhhhh!”
Chi Yan shouted even louder, and the scene became even more chaotic.
Sang Wanwan pushed Chi Junyu and called Aunt Jiang to leave the "battlefield" early.
The Lord God Space popped up: [“Wanwanwanwan, this is the surprise I have for you.”]
It turned out that the fact that Lin Chuanyan's arm was disabled was not kept secret. Someone posted a photo of his injury.
Even though the photo wasn't very clear, you could still see that his entire arm was covered in blood.
This caused a huge uproar. It was trending on the Internet in the middle of the night, and all kinds of conspiracy theories were flying around.
Among them, the most widely circulated story is that Lin Chuanyan offended a rich young man while filming a new variety show and was subsequently beaten in retaliation.
New variety show, rich young man, these two directions are too obvious. Shenkong got involved and posted a lot of photos that aroused people's imagination.
Therefore, Lin Chuanyan's fans almost unanimously believed that Sang Jin had harmed Lin Chuanyan.
…
The filming was forced to stop again. Lin Chuanyan's fans held up banners at the gate of the resort and demanded an explanation from the program team.
When she returned home from the filming site, Sang Wanwan slowly figured out everything along the way.
The Lord of the Gods snorted coldly: ["Didn't that little rubbish Sang Jin plan to let Lin Chuanyan's brain-dead fans network-bully you? In that case, I'll let him experience for himself how crazy those fans are.]
After it finished speaking, it continued: [“However, a few days ago, someone was guiding public opinion and pushing the blame on Sang Jin. I found out that Chi Junyu was also involved, and I didn't even know how much he was involved. Wanwan, your husband is something.]
night.
Sang Wanwan thought about what happened in the Lord God's space during the day, and remembered that it seemed that there was a mention in the novel that Chi Junyu was an expert in computers.
After she finished her bath, she put on her pajamas and left the bathroom, and saw Chi Junyu in the bedroom. He had been sleeping in the study all this time.
Hearing footsteps, Chi Junyu looked over.
Sang Wanwan was wearing a black slim-fitting sexy suspender nightgown. The skirt was very short, and her legs were almost exposed.
Chi Junyu only took one look and his face turned red instantly.
Sang Wanwan sat down in front of him and saw that his face was abnormally red, so she asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his forehead. The temperature was normal, and he did not have a fever.
"I'm fine."
When Chi Junyu opened his mouth, his voice was obviously a few notches lower than usual and a little hoarse.
Sang Wanwan finally realized the problem belatedly, and looked down at his penis, noticing his physical changes.
Um.
She remembered that ever since Chi Junyu got into a car accident, they no longer had that kind of life.
Sang Wanwan asked naturally, "Do you have any condoms at home?"
Chi Junyu was stunned.
Seeing him in a daze, Sang Wanwan took off his shirt and asked, "Don't you want it?"
Chi Junyu held her hand and said, "It's not convenient for me now."
"It doesn't matter," Sang Wanwan said, "I'm on top."
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