All of this stemmed from his affection for Qu Jian'er.
He only cared about something because he had feelings for it, and even paid attention to it. After analyzing himself, he nodded in satisfaction.
Qu Jian'er slept until mid-afternoon.
She saw Zuo Jing with the robot butler on her head, undergoing a new round of punishment activities—squatting in a horse stance.
Qi Yin was in charge of keeping track of time.
Zuo Chen leaned back on the single sofa and fed the cat, while Wu Wenlong sat opposite him, looking apprehensive.
Only Wu Wenlong was uneasy. When he saw Qu Jian'er wake up, he couldn't hide his surprise and stammered, "Master, you've woken up?"
Qu Jian'er nodded.
Seeing the long suit coat draped over her shoulders, she was surprised to find that it had been put on her without her even realizing it.
The coat was covered in Zuo Chen's scent.
It carries a very unique, light spearmint scent.
Mysterious, elegant, dangerous, alluring yet elusive.
She was surprised.
There was no other reason than that she was curious about her subconscious mind, wondering why she felt so at ease in the place where Zuo Chen was.
Black Pillar jumped onto her lap.
She remembered that Lan Xiaonan's program had started airing this morning.
Qu Jian'er sighed and said abruptly, "It's too late to make it."
Zuo Chen understood. He checked the time: "The movie 'I Have a Thatched Hut' was filmed on Jupiter, which is very far from the main planet. Even if you went this morning, you wouldn't make it in time."
Qu Jian'er said sincerely, "So I can only rely on you. Don't let me down."
Zuo Chen raised an eyebrow slightly. For some reason, he really liked Qu Jian'er's words.
Qu Jian'er took a sniff of the cat and shamelessly continued, "I've already morally blackmailed you like this, if you still don't take it, that's a bit unfair."
Zuo Chen chuckled and said, "I already told them that Qi Yin will take you to the Hong Kong and Taiwan airport later."
Qu Jian'er showed no intention of being polite to the other party, and didn't even look at the other two people present.
Zuo Jing and Wu Wenlong watched in astonishment as the woman shed her pretense and transformed into a shameless scoundrel.
Qu Jian'er caught a glimpse of Wu Wenlong's hesitant and restless demeanor, and she offered to see him off.
A few minutes later.
Wu Wenlong stood alone in the fresh air with Qu Jian'er, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zuo Chen had clearly tried his best to exude a harmless aura, but it still put him under immense pressure.
Qu Jian'er briefly explained the matter of her birth chart image, and then saved the image's tragic state in a special way in her phone's photo library before forwarding it to the other party.
Wu Wenlong murmured, "He's dead? He just died like that..."
He discovered that the saying "it's easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away" was no match for Qu Jian'er's absolute power.
It doesn't work at all.
Qu Jian'er reminded: "If you get in touch with that friend later, remember to let me know."
Wu Wenlong nodded emphatically; he had also been looking for his "good" friend.
He thanked Qu Jian'er profusely, but he was penniless and had no money to express his gratitude.
Wu Wenlong said cautiously, "I have no way to repay you, but I will make offerings to you at home every day, is that alright?"
Taoist priests who help the world and save people rely on merit and faith, and then use spiritual energy to cultivate themselves.
Qu Jian'er was different from ordinary people.
She doesn't rely on spiritual power or merit.
Secondly, it does not rely on faith.
Qu Jian'er shook her head, but happily told Wu Wenlong to go to the Taoist temple to offer incense whenever he had time.
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