Chapter 132 Death is a Constant Companion? Chu, the Student Who Stealed Eye Drops



The group stood outside, where the air was thick with the chill of the house.

A cool breeze lifted the hems of their clothes, and everyone realized that they had been standing there in the wind for a long time.

After this farce occurred.

They had intended to find an excuse to leave the banquet as well, but having witnessed Madam Wu's accident, they were hesitant to take the risk.

Yin Yizhou pursed his lips.

Is death always with me?

Can't his eyes ever find peace?

There has to be someone, right?

Old Master Lang looked at Yan Jiu thoughtfully. Unlike the others who kept their distance out of respect, he admired Yan Jiu.

As a member of a collateral branch of the Lang family.

Master Lang knows some things that are unknown to others, such as today's accident, which can be entirely attributed to metaphysics.

This moment.

Old Master Lang had the idea of ​​introducing Yan Jiu to the host family.

Yan Jiu was unaware of what others were thinking. She waved goodbye to Chu's father, who needed to go to the hospital because of the farce, took off her coat, and draped it over Chu's shivering mother's shoulders.

On the way back to the banquet.

Chu's mother suddenly grasped Yan Jiu's hand: "Xiao Jiu, will she be alright?"

Yan Jiu simply said, "Let's not talk about that. I'll have Chu Chu take you back to rest. Hmm, where is Chu Chu?"

She mentioned Chu Chu, and only then did she realize that the usually boisterous person was not at the banquet.

Chu's mother said absentmindedly, "They should be on their way."

Yan Jiu nodded and looked at Chu Sisi: "Chu Sisi, take your mother back to her room to rest."

Chu Sisi was suddenly called out by name.

I was so scared I almost lost my voice.

She walked quickly towards us, her hands and feet moving in unison.

Fearing that if they were a step too slow, Yan Jiu would lash out again.

Yan Jiu looked at the bewildered Grandpa Chu and Grandma Chu, and then at some other elderly people who were equally frightened.

With a wave of his hand, he cast several calming spells.

then.

Yan Jiu raised his wine glass, nodded apologetically, and said, "I hope you will forgive my poor hospitality."

Seeing the way out Yan Jiu offered, the group whose hearts had been relentlessly challenged hurriedly "stepped down."

They all raised their glasses in response.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it."

You're too kind.

"I understand, I understand completely."

Yan Jiu drank it all in one gulp.

Then he smiled and looked at Li Xiaoli, who was looking for something on either side.

Li Xiaoli was shocked: "Holy crap, where's my shawl?!"

Huo Yu had just been attacked by idealism and was recovering when he heard this sentence: "Don't swear, not here."

Li Xiaoli's eyes widened: "You scoundrel Huo, you stole my clothes?! Well, a dignified Interpol officer like you actually steals from your own post... ugh, you actually break the law!"

Huo Yu: "..."

Yan Jiu looked at Li Xiaoli, then at Huo Yu, and noticed that the two were connected by a faint red thread.

She touched her chin.

The God of Marriage is no longer here.

But even without a master, the red thread can still rotate on its own.

Those who are connected by the red thread are destined to be together. How many couples has she seen this time?

Out of the corner of her eye, Li Xiaoli noticed Yan Jiu's gaze lingering on Huo Yu, and she trembled with fear.

Although she hated Huo Yu.

But she didn't expect the other person to be so rude.

Li Xiaoli's voice trembled without her realizing it: "Sister Jiu Jiu, Huo Laogou, is Huo Yu also going to die?"

Yan Jiu shook her head: "No."

Li Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief.

He was only concerned with patting his chest.

She didn't notice Huo Yu's somewhat intense gaze.

Li Xiaoli relaxed and linked her arm with Yan Jiu's, whispering, "Does Madam Wu know how to use it?"

Yan Jiu simply replied, "Yes."

When Cola came back with her phone on her head.

Viewers in the live stream happened to hear this.

What meeting?

[You can do it, right!?]

I knew it!

Not necessarily.

[Definitely!]

We are not Master Jiu; we should avoid making hasty conclusions until the very last moment.

When netizens were all talking at once.

Two people appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall.

One was anxious, the other was unwilling.

Shen Mingjie was still somewhat suspicious: "Are you sure your mother was bullied by that brat Chu Huaichong?"

Chu Chu's eyes darted around: "Uncle, otherwise why did it take us 18 years to find my sister? Otherwise, why would I be crying and coming to you? Otherwise, why would I be forced to change my surname? My mother has had such a hard life! Only you can stand up for my mother!"

This moment.

Chu Chu seemed to be possessed by an actor.

He was turned away yesterday, and it took a lot of crying to soften Shen Mingjie's heart. It also took a lot of effort to make Shen Mingjie believe that his mother was being bullied by his father.

Success was just around the corner.

We must not give up halfway.

What happens if it gets exposed later?

That's all in the future~

We'll talk about that later!

Shen Mingjie's gaze darkened.

No matter what, Shen Lan still bears the surname Shen. Even if she leaves the Shen family, she will still bear the surname Shen.

Shen Mingjie's tone carried a hint of danger: "With me here, no one can bully you."

He beat Chu Chu to it.

He stormed into the banquet in a huff.

Chu Chu seized the opportunity, finished the last two drops of eye drops, and then threw the empty bottle into the trash can.

With red and swollen eyes, he followed her inside.

As Shen Mingjie entered the banquet, he immediately saw Yan Jiu's direction and froze on the spot.

That moment.

He seemed to see his deceased mother.

Chu Chu was right, Yan Jiu does indeed look a lot like a member of the Shen family, and a lot like Madam Shen when she was young.

They noticed the gaze.

Yan Jiu turned around.

Then they saw Shen Mingjie looking utterly shocked.

Yan Jiu looked at the face that resembled Chu's mother and knew who it was without even having to guess.

She spoke before Shen Mingjie.

"uncle."

Shen Mingjie was unusually incoherent: "Good, good, good children, you've suffered these past years."

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