Su Mei nodded: "It doesn't seem like the kind of thing where someone takes money to solve problems for others. Moreover, it's truly unbelievable that they created a time palette that Yu Yixi couldn't refute in such a short time."
As she spoke, she suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that this Crab King is your Fourteenth Brother?!"
Tang Yaoyao's red lips curved slightly as she looked up at her: "I guess it doesn't count. It's probably someone he's very close to."
Su Mei couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "My goodness, what a small world!"
"Let me make a call to confirm."
As she spoke, Tang Yaoyao dialed his number.
"younger sister."
Tang Yaoyao feigned ignorance: "Fourteenth Brother, have you seen the news?"
"I've seen it. This matter is over. From now on, you can just keep filming."
Tang Yaoyao smiled and asked again, "Fourteenth Brother, what is your relationship with Crab King?"
Fu Yishu asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm very curious whether you know this talented person who was able to create the Time Palette in such a short time."
Fu Yishu smiled, "Nothing can be hidden from you."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yaoyao was also pleasantly surprised: "Really!?"
"It's me."
Tang Yaoyao: "...!???"
Holy crap!!!
I have a million "Holy crap"s to say.
Because the speaker was on, Su Mei heard it too.
What kind of divine destiny is this?
They had collaborated before, and now it turns out that this Crab King is actually Fu Yishu. Her initial guess was not wrong.
Tang Yaoyao still couldn't believe it: "This is so unlike you."
Fu Yishu asked softly, "What kind of personality do you think I should have?"
"That art style makes it really hard for me to imagine it's you."
Fu Yishu chuckled softly: "Didn't you teach me?"
Tang Yaoyao was very excited after hearing this, and finally couldn't help but complain, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"It feels like just a small pseudonym, there's no need for it."
A little vest?
This statement doesn't seem so simple.
Could it be that Brother Fourteen has other aliases?
Fu Yishu changed the subject and asked in a low voice, "Little sister, can you do me a favor?"
"What?"
Fu Yishu said, "Qianqian is a big fan of yours, and she wants your autograph."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but smile: "Great! Not just one, even a hundred pages wouldn't be a problem."
"Then sign it and mail it to an address."
"good."
Tang Yaoyao took a deep breath, smiled, and said in a sweet voice, "Brother, can you do me a favor?"
"Go ahead and tell me, anything I can do."
Tang Yaoyao: "Can I borrow Mr. Xie's Weibo account for a couple of days?"
What brings you here?
Tang Yaoyao kept everyone in suspense for a moment, then said meaningfully, "You'll find out when the time comes. Don't worry, I definitely won't cause you any trouble."
"Okay, take it. I'll send you the account and password in a bit."
Tang Yaoyao nodded: "Mm."
To be honest, she didn't really plan to do anything; she just wanted to see which sluts would ruin her image with Fourteenth Brother.
She wanted to maintain a perfect image with her brother.
Harmful.
With her vengeful nature, she really can't stand being taken advantage of.
Su Mei sat on the sofa, staring in disbelief at Xie Xie Jun's personal homepage: "Brother Yao, there are already so few talented people, and they're all from your Fu family. I'm so jealous."
Tang Yaoyao gently patted her head: "Alright, hurry up and read the book, and memorize the important lines."
"You personally wrote the script, that must have been really hard work."
Tang Yaoyao nodded: "After all, this is the prototype of Fourteenth Brother's own sister, I don't want to ruin it."
"Actually, I thought Fu Yishu would have his sister come forward to clarify that the prototype was his sister and that this was a change from a true story. I didn't expect him to pull this trick."
"The men of the Fu family are not to be trifled with." Tang Yaoyao's eyes held a hint of cunning, then she curled her lips into a sweet smile: "The women of the Fu family are even more difficult to deal with."
"Um."
At midnight, Tang Yaoyao was having a dream.
I dreamt of a pitch-black room with only a beam of white light streaming in from the window.
A woman with a very alluring figure was holding a phone and quietly watching a video.
Even with such a humorous and witty style, she didn't show the slightest smile; instead, her eyes held a destructive bloodlust.
After the video finished playing, she looked up at the mirror in front of her.
The reflection inside showed an unparalleled face that was exactly the same as hers.
The woman in the dream looked in the mirror for a long time before gently curving her lips into a smile. This smile was breathtakingly beautiful, exuding a captivating charm that melted one's heart.
Tang Yaoyao stared at the woman in the mirror, feeling as if something was pressing down on her chest, making it impossible for her to breathe.
The woman in my dream resembled her, yet was not like her.
She couldn't tell exactly what was different.
Until the woman in the dream used her finger to write a name on the mirror, stroke by stroke—Fu Mengyao.
A blood-red name is extremely frightening.
Suddenly, Tang Yaoyao opened her eyes and sat up in bed.
She gently pinched her aching nose, feeling a throbbing sensation in her temples, and suddenly felt uneasy.
Why would I have such a dream?
Isn't Fu Mengyao already dead?
Why did she write down Fu Mengyao's name in her dream?
Although it was all a dream, I was still shaken, as if it were hinting at something.
Qiao Yanzhi walked in and saw that she had sweat on her face and was deep in thought with her head down.
He quickly walked to her bedside and gently comforted her: "Yao'er, did you have a nightmare?"
"Mom, what brings you here?"
Qiao Yanzhi gently wiped the sweat from her forehead: "I heard you scream in the corridor and came in to check on you."
Tang Yaoyao nestled in her arms, feeling slightly uneasy: "Mom, I dreamed about Fu Mengyao."
"fool around?"
Tang Yaoyao shook her head and said, "No, I can't explain it either."
Although it only appeared on the mirror, it gave her a creepy feeling.
She had never had this before in all these years.
Qiao Yanzhi's eyes were cold and her voice was low and icy: "Yao'er, there's nothing to worry about. She's already dead and gone from this world. Even if her ghost doesn't dissipate, she was already like that when she was alive. What waves can she stir up after she's dead?"
Hearing this, Tang Yaoyao gently pursed her lips and said, "Mm."
Perhaps she's overthinking it.
Seeing that her expression had improved, Qiao Yanzhi said, "By the way, Yao'er, I'm going to stay at the temple with your great-aunt for a while today to pray for you. I've been going every year at this time, and this year is no exception."
"Aunt?"
"Yes, she is my aunt, your great-aunt."
Suddenly, Tang Yaoyao remembered what her mother had said before.
The mother adopted Fu Mengyao with the help of her aunt.
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