The first time, he thought Yan Zixiu was just being angry, and the second time, he could think that the other party was trying to attract his attention.

But after this incident, Jing Shaoci finally realized that Yan Zixiu was serious.

His eyes were filled with coldness, and he said, "Are you just looking forward to my death?"

"Everyone has to die." Yan Zixiu answered very calmly, "King Yan wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, but I can try my best to delay it until five o'clock."

At this moment, Jing Shaoci suddenly realized that he seemed to have never understood the man in front of him.

For example, when did he learn the mysterious Taoist arts, and why did he speak so harshly.

If Yan Zixiu has always been like this in private, then Jing Shaoci can only say that he pretended too well in the past, and even he was fooled in the past.

Hearing Xia Peilin's crying stop, Jing Shaoci suddenly said, "I'll take you to dinner."

"No need." Yan Zixiu refused decisively.

People with short life spans should not have too much contact, which will be bad for their luck.

Jing Shaoci took a deep breath silently, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to learn more about the salvation business."

Yan Zixiu immediately said with shining eyes, "Then let's go eat beggar chicken."

When the two got in the car from the hospital parking lot, Jing Shaoci sat in the back seat with him.

This had never happened before.

While driving to the destination, Yan Zixiu kept looking out the window and never peeked at Jing Shaoci once.

This iron shell is more comfortable than he imagined. It is not bumpy and very cool. No wonder people in this dynasty would buy it if they had money.

But a few minutes later, Yan Zixiu felt uncomfortable.

He felt dizzy and his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

He frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand to Jing Shaoci seriously and said, "Take out the antidote."

Jing Shaoci looked at him expressionlessly, not understanding what he meant at all.

"I didn't expect that you, who have a noble fate, would resort to such despicable means."

You can't, you have a short life, and you are despicable.

Jing Shaoci had reason to suspect that Yan Zixiu would feel itchy if he didn't scold him in different ways every day.

"Stop!"

The driver heard this slight shout and stepped on the brakes subconsciously.

After the car stopped suddenly, Yan Zixiu felt the poison was boiling.

He looked at Jing Shaoci with a hint of anger for the first time, "Let me go."

Jing Shaoci looked at him with a cold gaze, and saw Yan Zixiu's Adam's apple moving up and down, as if he was enduring something, "You are not feeling well."

Yan Zixiu made a gesture with his left hand and said coldly, "You are asking even though you know the answer."

At this time, the driver turned around and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yan, are you carsick?"

Ten minutes later, the two sat in a private room of a restaurant.

Yan Zixiu's ears turned slightly red, and his eyes were always on the teacup in front of him.

Jing Shaoci remained silent, but occasionally glanced at him with his peripheral vision.

"I misunderstood you just now, I'm sorry."

Jing Shaoci tapped the table with his right index finger, and after a few seconds he said "hmm" in a low voice.

He always knew that Yan Zixiu was greedy for the Jing family's financial background, but he didn't expect that he would have mental problems because of the divorce.

In this case, everything else makes sense except for the matter of Gu Shiyi. After all

, Yan Guoan was also very kind to the Jing family.

Yan Zixiu is now crazy to this extent, he will naturally not sit idly by.

After a while, the waiter brought up the beggar's chicken and other dishes.

Yan Zixiu deliberately left the chicken leg for Jing Shaoci, which was his way of expressing his apology.

A chicken, three dishes, Jing Shaoci took a few bites and put down his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Yan Zixiu said, "Every meal is hard-earned, and you should not waste it."

Jing Shaoci glanced at him and picked up the chopsticks expressionlessly.

After finally finishing everything, Jing Shaoci asked the driver to open the back window a gap of three fingers wide when he got in the car again.

When they arrived at the gate of the community, Yan Zixiu turned his head and looked at him and said, "Someone wants to kill Gu Shiyi."

Jing Shaoci's eyes moved slightly, "Who is it?"

Although he asked this, he actually had a target candidate in his mind.

Yan Zixiu replied, "Whoever's emotions are the most superficial today is the one."

Jing Shaoci was silent for a while, and said, "I know."

After Yan Zixiu got off the car, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

When Li Fengzhi saw the caller's note, he first blinked hard, then quickly picked up the phone, "Hello, Mr. Jing."

"Yan Zixiu recently," he paused, "Has anything happened to him?"

Two days later, Gu Shiyi, who had recovered, was discharged from the hospital.

Jing Shaoci specially sent someone to pick him up at a private villa. As soon as the two met, Gu Shiyi couldn't wait to ask, "Brother, what happened that day?"

At this time, Yan Zixiu was looking at Li Fengzhi who was trying to persuade him.

"You must pay attention to the MV shooting this time. Although you don't have many scenes, you must also read the script carefully."

This is the first single released by Ji Tianhou after her divorce and comeback. Many people are eyeing this piece of cake.

If it weren't for President Xie considering Yan Zixiu's recent situation, the company would never give him this opportunity.

Yan Zixiu had learned about the profession of actor by now, but he still frowned.

Li Fengzhi was carrying other artists and had work to do in the afternoon.

"I'll pick you up at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't eat tonight, or you'll get swollen during the filming."

Yan Zixiu nodded slightly to show that he had heard it.

After Li Fengzhi left, he read the script completely, then sat on the sofa and began to think.

Ten minutes later, Yan Zixiu got up and walked to the bedroom. After a while, he took out a talisman and walked out.

When he reached the entrance, he pinched the talisman with two fingers of his right hand and made a gesture with his left hand, "The Supreme Pardon Order, between Yin and Yang, souls from a thousand miles away will come——"

As soon as he finished speaking, the main light in the living room suddenly flashed, and the curtains were blown up.

After a moment, Yan Zixiu lowered his eyes and looked at the people in front of him and said, "Did any of you act in your life?"

A dozen phantoms looked at each other, and then shook their heads.

Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, and was about to wave off the demons, when suddenly someone raised his hand and said, "Sir, if it's a love scene with a woman, I might be able to do it."

Yan Zixiu stepped forward and said, "What was your job in life?"

"I'm the top male host at the Rancho Club."

The next morning, Li Fengzhi came to pick up Yan Zixiu with his assistant.

As soon as he got in the car, he carefully looked at the other person's condition, and then asked, "How did you read the script? Have you memorized the lines?"

At this time, Yan Zixiu looked at him, and the corners of his lips slowly curved up, "Sister's little wolf dog? Don't worry, I'm the best actor."