After Nan Yuanman finished using the restroom, he comfortably pulled up his pants, pushed open the door, and walked out: "Hey, that lady seemed to have greeted me earlier, lady...?"
Meng Xi was long gone from the restroom. Nan Yuanman scratched his head, not taking it to heart, and went to the sink to wash his hands.
Just then, Qiao Jin limped in, cursing and swearing: "Damn it, what terrible crime have I committed recently? Why am I always the unlucky one!"
"God, I'm never calling you grandpa again! You never treated me like a grandson... um!"
Qiao Jin looked at the adorable baby who was standing on tiptoe washing his hands and curiously staring at her, and swallowed back the curse words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Isn't that little girl Feng Yingdi's sister? I think her name is Yuanman? When did she get here? I hope she didn't hear the swearing she was using just now.
Kids have amazing learning abilities; if she were to learn that…
Feng Yingdi will absolutely not let her go!
Qiao Jin couldn't help but shudder, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace at Nan Yuanman: "Hello, Yuanman, how are you? When did you get here?"
Nan Yuanman flicked the water droplets off her hands and obediently replied, "I was already here when my sister came."
Qiao Jin's vision went black.
My life is over!
Nan Yuanman didn't notice Qiao Jin's almost crying expression. She stared intently at Qiao Jin's forehead, which was shrouded in bad luck and clearly bluish, and sniffed with her little nose.
After Qiao Jin appeared, she smelled that incense scent again, and it was very strong!
Unlike the incense in regular Taoist temples and monasteries, which makes one feel refreshed after smelling it, this incense made her feel stuffy in the chest and dizzy, making her feel very uncomfortable.
Nan Yuanman's chubby, round face gradually turned serious as she asked, "Sister, have you been to temples or Taoist monasteries to pray recently? Or perhaps you've had your fortune told privately?"
Qiao Jin was still racking her brains trying to figure out how to salvage the situation when she heard Nan Yuanman's question. She paused for a moment, then looked at her with surprise: "How did you know?"
She's been having a run of bad luck lately. The lead role she was cast in was snatched away, and the endorsement deal she had agreed on was suddenly taken by someone else. Her popularity has also declined, making her feel extremely anxious and uneasy.
Her friend took her to a private spiritual medium, saying that the medium was from Taiwan and was very effective at changing one's luck, but the medium was expensive.
She went with a try-it-and-see attitude, paid the money, drank the talisman water, and prayed to the statue. And as it turned out…
Feudal superstition is unacceptable.
The promise to change her luck only made things worse for her.
The staff member who was just passing by almost killed her.
"You have a strong smell of incense on you. The person who told your fortune is not a good person, and the object they worship is not a god, but an evil spirit. She has cut off your luck!"
Nan Yuanman frowned: "Have you been having a lot of bad luck lately? Because your forehead is bluish and the three flames on your body are unusually dim. In three days, your life will be in danger!"
At first, Qiao Jin thought Nan Yuanman had been watching too many short dramas and was just talking nonsense and playing role-playing games with her. But the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong. Why was it getting more and more terrifying?
Qiao Jin forced a smile, concealing her slight panic: "It shouldn't be... that serious, right? I think I can still be saved."
Nan Yuanman shook her head like a rattle-drum: "No, no, no, this is very serious! If you don't find someone to break the spell soon, I'll die right now!"
There's no chance of saving him!
Qiao Jin felt increasingly uneasy as she listened. She laughed and said, "Oh, how wonderful! Superstition is no good. I'm magnanimous. Even if you curse me, I won't hold it against you. But don't say such things to others in the future!"
As she spoke, she walked towards the sink, kindly reminding Nan Yuanman, "You'll be...!!!"
Before she could finish speaking, her foot suddenly slipped, and she fell forward, her forehead, the most vulnerable spot, hitting the sharp corner of the sink.
Qiao Jin: "!!!"
It’s over! !
Qiao Jin closed her eyes in despair, but the pain she had imagined did not come. Instead, she felt her wrist being pulled hard, and her body, which was falling forward, suddenly stopped.
"It's alright now, big sister," a soft, sweet voice whispered in her ear.
Qiao Jin was terrified. She cautiously opened one eye and saw that the little dumpling, who had been some distance away from her, had appeared beside her at some point, grabbing her wrist with one hand and firmly stabilizing her body.
Qiao Jin's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap, a Hercules kid!"
Qiao Jin: "..."
She raised her hand and slapped the mouth that kept swearing.
Clean it up! You're so sharp-tongued!
Nan Yuanman gave Qiao Jin a strange look and sighed inwardly. Sure enough, once the three flames dimmed, the person also became strange.
It's okay, be brave and make it happen, don't be afraid of weirdos!
She helped Qiao Jin stand up before letting go, and said in a childish voice, "Sister, I told you you'd have a bloody accident, so you have to be careful."
Having nearly met her maker, Qiao Jin was now completely convinced. She frantically asked Nan Yuanman, "What should I do? I... I don't know anyone who broke the spell!"
She used to be a staunch atheist, but after a series of unfortunate events, she met a medium and gradually began to believe. However, she didn't know many people in the metaphysical circle, except for that medium.
Nan Yuanman patted his chest: "It's okay, Yuanman can help you break the spell, just give Yuanman some merit money."
"However, to break the spell, I need to go to my sister's house to find the medium through which the spell was cast. Is it convenient for you, sister?"
Qiao Jin nodded repeatedly: "Convenient, extremely convenient!"
Nan Yuanman: "After filming is finished, we'll choose a time to go to your house, but we have to break the bond within three days!"
Qiao Jin: "Okay."
The two agreed on a time and exchanged numbers. Nan Yuanman gave Qiao Jin a talisman before leaving the restroom to find Feng Langqing.
Holding the amulet given to her by Nan Yuanman, Qiao Jin wondered if it was just psychological, but her body, which had been feeling cold for the past few days, gradually warmed up.
She pursed her lips, deciding to believe one last time. Surely the sister of the movie star Feng couldn't be a fraud?
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When Nan Yuanman left the restroom and went to the film set to find Feng Langqing, Feng Langqing was being stopped by Meng Xi.
"Brother Qing, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I didn't know you don't drink milk tea." Meng Xi didn't stand in front of Feng Langqing, but stood to his side. She tilted her head back, revealing her beautiful profile, and sincerely apologized.
From Nan Yuanman's perspective, it looked as if Meng Xi was nestled in Feng Langqing's arms.
The man was handsome and the woman was pretty; they looked like a perfect match.
Nan Yuanman's eyes lit up. Just as she was about to call out to Feng Langqing, she suddenly heard a faint clicking sound. She paused slightly, turned around, looked up, and squinted at the rooftop of the building behind her.
On the rooftop, a man wearing a sun hat was lying there, frantically taking pictures with a camera. When he noticed someone watching him from below, he glanced at Nan Yuanman briefly before looking away and excitedly continued snapping photos.
Feng Yingdi has been in the industry for seven years and has never been close to any woman. Has he finally found love again?
This is big news! If the photo gets released, we'll have the KPI for the whole month!
Meng Xi deliberately adjusted her angle, wanting to chat with Feng Langqing a bit more. He looked up at what was behind her, his eyes brightening slightly, and called out, "Perfect!"
When Nan Yuanman looked over, Feng Langqing lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Meng Xi with a hint of sarcasm: "This kind of approach to me is really clumsy. I have no interest in you. Don't show up in front of me again."
"Also, I'm not familiar with you, so don't call me 'brother'."
Meng Xi's expression stiffened slightly.
After Feng Langqing finished speaking, he ignored her and strode towards Nan Yuanman. He picked her up and looked her up and down, saying, "Why did it take you so long to go to the toilet? Did you poop? Let me smell you. Oh! Your sweet baby has turned into a stinky baby!"
As he spoke, he snuggled into Nan Yuanman's arms. Nan Yuanman felt tickled by his hair and couldn't help but giggle, "I don't smell bad, brother smells bad."
Meng Xi bit her lip, looking at Nan Yuanman, who was being held in Feng Langqing's arms, with a gloomy expression, feeling very unhappy.
Nan Yuanman, who was playfully fighting with Feng Langqing, caught the scent of incense again, but this scent was mixed with an indescribable fox smell.
She paused in her grip on Feng Langqing's head, looked up at Meng Xi, and met her gaze.
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