"What?!"
Chi Yan's expression suddenly twisted.
"Master Yan San, you can't do this!"
Once Yan withdraws his investment, their project team will be completely finished.
If his mentor knew that Yan's withdrawal of investment was caused by him, then he...
Chi Yan couldn't help but shiver.
"When did it become your turn to dictate Yan's investments?"
Yan Mosheng glanced at him coldly.
After just one glance, Chi Yan didn't dare to move.
His whole body was cold, and at that moment he had almost no doubt that he would die.
Chi Wanyin wanted to help struggle.
"Brother Sheng, no, Mr. Yan..."
But Yan Mosheng didn't even glance at her.
Chi Wanyin was completely ignored again.
She felt a chill in her heart.
I couldn't help but blame Chi Yan.
Xiao Liu ignored them both, pushed Yan Mosheng, and went straight upstairs to find Song Jinshu.
Before they even approached the door, Song Jinshu felt the light of merit.
"Why are you here?"
She was so lazy that she didn't even want to stand up.
Xiao Liu sensibly pushed Yan Mosheng's wheelchair over.
I don’t know if it was intentional, but their knees actually touched each other.
Song Jinshu immediately felt that the light of merit was spreading rapidly through their touching knees.
All the pores on her body were soaked in the light of merit.
Yan Mosheng did not step away.
Handed two design works to Song Jinshu.
"Grandpa asked me to help you prepare the dress for the engagement party.
Take a look, is there anything you like here?"
Song Jinshu showed little interest.
"Didn't you order a lot for me last time?"
Yan Mosheng remained calm, "Last time was last time."
Song Jinshu pointed to two sets at random.
Yan Mosheng finally understood.
"Next time, I'll bring more styles for you to choose from."
*
"Miss Chi?
"Miss Chi, help me!"
As soon as Mr. Chi returned home, before his butt even touched the sofa, he saw the Zhang family rushing in.
Zhang Zihan, in a disheveled state, lay on a stretcher.
The name he kept repeating in his mouth was Song Jinshu's.
From time to time, there were cries for help and the muttering of ghosts.
Father Chi's heart skipped a beat.
He frowned deeply and shouted coldly at the people upstairs without waiting for Zhang's father to speak.
"Song Jinshu, get off here!"
Zhang's father noticed that there was something wrong with the tone.
Just as he was about to speak up to stop him, Father Chi started scolding him again.
"What bad things do you do in school every day?
I don’t ask you to be as worry-free as Yinyin.
But could you please leave one day a week for me to have some peace and quiet?"
Father Chi looked at Song Jinshu's cold expression, and his anger grew stronger and stronger.
“Don’t try to quibble.
They've even come to our door!"
"They said I did it?"
Song Jinshu's expression was blank.
She glanced at Zhang's parents.
When Zhang's father, a big man of nearly 1.9 meters tall, was caught by the little girl's eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.
“No, no.
It’s all a misunderstanding.”
Zhang's father hurried to explain.
“We’re not here to cause trouble.
Instead, I ask Master Song to help save this brat of mine."
"ah?"
Father Chi was stunned.
He pointed at the wound on Zhang Zihan's face and tried to save face.
"Isn't Song Jinshu the cause of your son's current condition?"
Zhang's father's gaze was indescribably complicated.
"This brat of mine brought this upon himself.
It has nothing to do with Master Song."
Zhang's father had already thoroughly investigated everything that happened to his son at school.
Therefore, when dealing with Song Jinshu, he always maintained a good attitude.
Father Chi felt that he had grasped the key point.
He started blaming Song Jinshu again.
"Can you please study hard and stop playing tricks on me?"
Zhang's mother finally found an opportunity.
She pulled Zhang's father's arm and whispered, "Husband, look.
Even Miss Chi's father said that Miss Chi was just a ghost.
Let’s go home first.
My son will be fine."
Song Jinshu sneered, "Are you really sure that your son will be fine if he continues?
Two months ago, your son started asking you for help, right?"
Zhang's mother was stunned and her eyes were evasive.
Zhang's father looked at Zhang's mother in disbelief, "It's already been two months?
You still dare to tell me that it's okay?"
He looked at Song Jinshu eagerly, "Master, can you save my son?
I understand the rules."
He placed a bank card in front of Song Jinshu.
Zhang's mother suddenly screamed.
"I told you, my son will be fine!
go home.
We're going home now!"
She glared at Father Chi angrily, "Mr. Chi, please take care of your daughter.
Tell her to stop talking nonsense!"
Song Jinshu didn't argue with her.
He took out a talisman and walked straight towards Zhang Zihan.
"Whether there's anything wrong or not, let Zhang Zihan, the person involved, speak for herself."
Zhang Zihan opened his eyes almost as the talisman touched his eyebrows.
Zhang Zihan rolled off the stretcher and her eyes turned red when she saw Song Jinshu.
"Song Jinshu, I was wrong.
There's a ghost.
There really is a ghost!
Save me.
Please save me! "
Zhang Zihan was crying and looked around nervously.
Before anyone could speak, Zhang's mother jumped up and said, "You are so good, Song Jinshu!
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