"How come Jinshu is not our child!"
Mother Chi was shocked and the smile on her face turned pale.
Chi Wanyin wiped her tears and said, "I'm sorry, sister.
Mom prepared something for you, I accidentally wore the wrong thing.
It’s all my fault.”
"Yeah?"
Song Jinshu's expression was indifferent.
Lan Yinuo glared, "No way.
Sister Jinshu is taller and thinner than Chi Wanyin.
Aunt Chi is a designer, right? How could she make a mistake in preparing this?"
Chi Wanyin choked.
The crying sounded more real.
Chi's mother was speechless.
Chi Yan growled impatiently.
"Isn't it just a few pieces of clothing?
Why not just buy more?"
"I don't need you." Lan Yinuo was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Chi family.
"Sister Jinshu, I'll take you clothes shopping."
He pulled Song Jinshu out.
The Chi family looked at each other in surprise.
"That kid from the Lan family is even more of a scoundrel than the rumors say."
Chi Wanyin's eyes flashed, "But Yinuo wasn't like this before."
Chi Shuo also nodded, "I should have been more polite before."
Chi Yan sneered, "Perhaps it was Song Jinshu who instigated this behind the scenes."
Father Chi frowned, "No, her live broadcast room still needs to be closed."
It's only been a few days and I've picked up so many problems from the Internet.
Father Chi took out his cell phone and called Chi Huan, the eldest of the Chi brothers who worked in the entertainment industry.
*
Song Jinshu was taken to the mall by Lan Yinuo.
Before I could react, more than a dozen sets of clothes were forced into my hands.
"Sister Jinshu, you try it first."
Without waiting for Song Jinshu to speak, he ran away like a gust of wind.
Song Jinshu was like a Barbie doll, surrounded by a group of people serving her.
After just two changes of clothes, she felt exhausted.
After finally changing into the third set, Song Jinshu just walked out of the locker room when he caught a glimpse of the familiar, strong purple air from the corner of his eye.
Song Jinshu rushed out holding up her skirt.
"What a coincidence!"
She moved closer quietly.
Feeling the nourishment of the light of merit, Song Jinshu felt that all his accumulated fatigue was swept away.
She was greedy and moved a little closer secretly.
His fingers almost touched Yan Mosheng's.
Yan Mosheng looked at the satisfaction on the little girl's face, and his originally cold expression softened a little.
He glanced at the girl's clothes and asked, "Do you like this one?"
"Um?"
Song Jinshu was confused, "It's okay."
Yan Mosheng heard the good and bad in her tone and took her directly into another store.
A group of people rushed up to measure Song Jinshu's size.
Yan Mosheng handed her another book and said, "Take a look at the designs you like."
Song Jinshu was still dizzy until he left the store.
"Oh right, the calming talisman."
Song Jinshu habitually reached into his pocket.
It was not until she touched Yan Mosheng's fingers that she realized that she was still wearing the little dress from V.
"Wait a moment."
Song Jinshu turned around and ran back.
Her heart was pounding.
"Sure enough! The power of touching the fingertips is too strong."
Just like that, she actually extended her life for a full ten days.
"If I could hold your hand..."
Song Jinshu didn't dare to think about it at all.
She changed back into her own clothes in a daze.
When handing over the talisman, Song Jinshu saw Yan Mosheng's legs.
"No doctor can see what's wrong with your legs?"
Yan Mosheng was stunned.
Xiao Liu was very excited.
"Yes, Master, you are right.
We have checked it with all kinds of sophisticated instruments.
The gentleman's muscles are clearly normal, but he just can't exert force."
Song Jinshu observed for a long time and then started working.
Although there was cloth between them, the muscles underneath were indeed strong, just as Xiao Liu said.
Song Jinshu pinched it carefully and found that Yan Mosheng's legs were full of evil spirits.
There were only a few scattered purple clouds.
"Hmm."
If her spiritual power was at its peak, it would only take a few minutes to remove these evil spirits.
But now…
"Master, is there any solution?"
Xiao Liu was nervous.
"have."
Song Jinshu nodded affirmatively.
He poured another basin of cold water on her, "But, you have to wait first."
"What do you need?"
Yan Mosheng’s question hit the nail on the head.
Song Jinshu was a little shy, which was rare.
She couldn't just say she wanted him, right?
Fortunately, Lan Yinuo arrived in time.
He ran over with a pile of clothes in his arms, looking anxious.
"Sister Jinshu, please save my dad.
He seems to be possessed by something.”
Father Lan's luck isn't perfect, but it's not bad either.
But recently, bird poop falls on his feet whenever he walks.
Drinking water and choking on it.
Even when I go to the toilet, I may encounter toilet maintenance...
Not to mention that his contract, which was originally a sure thing, would always have some small mistakes in the process.
This time on the return trip, the brakes inexplicably failed.
He almost fell off the cliff with his car.
If I hadn't met someone I knew and been taken home, I don't know how long it would have taken.
"It's really weird."
Lan Yinuo shuddered.
Song Jinshu didn't care about her human-shaped power bank anymore. She followed Lan Yinuo to the Lan family again.
The evil energy generated by the Lan family's feng shui pattern has become even stronger.
The Lan family received the news and came to the gate early to welcome them.
Song Jinshu greeted them and his eyes fell on the middle-aged man next to Ren Chuwei.
The man's forehead was gray.
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