Chapter 11 You are in big trouble
In the live broadcast room, Jia Xiaoyu's face was obviously panicked.
Soon, she smiled awkwardly and said, "Are you a hater? If you want to spread rumors, please provide evidence."
at the same time.
Jia Xiaoyu's comments also began to flood the screen.
【Anti-fans, get out! 】
Shen Wangshu was not panicked at all. She wrapped Gu Qingyan's coat tightly and said, "Jia Xiaoyu, I advise you to admit what you did within five minutes, otherwise you will be in great trouble and even the gods will not be able to save you."
This sentence made Jia Xiaoyu roll her eyes, and she directly hung up the live connection with Shen Wangshu.
After Jia Xiaoyu hung up the line, her fans were all comforting her.
[Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, ignore this kind of person. They're just trying to attract attention and ride on your popularity.]
[That's right, what's with all the talk about impending disaster? What era is this? Why do you still believe in this kind of thing?]
[That Xuan Yue started a live broadcast. Let's go and scold him.]
Shen Wangshu did start a live broadcast. She was wearing a faceless male mask and there was a countdown in front of her.
She remained silent, facing the influx of insults.
She rolled her fingers silently, collecting all kinds of resentment formed by malice.
Where there is merit, there will naturally be resentment.
Everything in the world complements each other.
Gu Lingyun was shaking like a sieve.
In addition to the corpse-like thing that scared him from time to time, he also saw something like black mist emerging out of thin air.
All these things floated towards Shen Wangshu's fingers and were rolled up by Shen Wangshu like wool.
He felt like his heart was going to stop.
When the countdown in front of Shen Wangshu's computer reached zero, she waved her slender hand at the black mist-like thing, and it disappeared out of thin air.
Jia Xiaoyu was still comforting her fans, saying things like not to bother with such people, blah blah blah.
As he spoke, he took a bite of his salad.
The spotlight behind her suddenly fell down and hit her on the head. She lowered her head and the fork in her hand instantly stabbed into her.
At the end of the live broadcast, Jia Xiaoyu's eyes widened in disbelief and blood gushed out.
Shen Wangshu’s live broadcast room became popular.
#Disaster will strike in five minutes#
#Xuan Yue, Curse#
#JiaXiaoYuBullying#
Each one is followed by an explosion.
Because of the huge impact, Shen Wangshu’s live broadcast room was blocked.
She didn't care, turned off the computer, and then took off Gu Qingyan's coat regretfully.
The remaining luck has been completely offset by the resentment just now.
Shen Wangshu then looked at the stunned Gu Lingyun.
He even said hello thoughtfully: "Hi."
Gu Lingyun stared at Shen Wangshu blankly.
Shen Wangshu smiled: “You can speak now.”
Gu Lingyun wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything now. Tonight was too exciting for him, and his heart was beating non-stop.
When Tao Ke floated in front of him again and saw the bloody face, Gu Lingyun's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Early the next morning.
Gu Lingyun got up in his room.
Everything that happened last night seemed to have just happened.
Gu Lingyun sat on the bed in a daze for a while, subconsciously comforting himself that he must be dreaming.
His hand had already picked up the phone, searching for what happened yesterday.
After confirming that he was not dreaming, Gu Lingyun's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
However, Xuan Yue’s live broadcast room continued to be blocked.
Jia Xiaoyu's studio also issued a notice that it would send a lawyer's letter to Xuan Yue and stated that everything Xuan Yue said was false.
It doesn't matter what happens next.
The most urgent thing was for Gu Lingyun to think carefully about whether he had offended Shen Wangshu before.
Then discovered.
Oh no.
He once called Shen Wangshu a charlatan.
Gu Lingyun ordered a cool song for himself.
If you offend the fortune teller, you will suffer the consequences in the future.
mushroom.
I feel so sad.
Gu Lingyun did not see Shen Wangshu in the Gu family, and even Gu Shaohua was gone.
Ask the servant.
The servant replied, "The Second Miss and Miss Shen left early in the morning."
Gu Lingyun was afraid that he would see the terrifying object floating around at home again, so he followed it out.
Then, he was caught by Duan Beiheng at the old place.
Duan Beiheng was accompanied by a well-known paparazzi. He smoked a cigarette and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Gu, what should we do? We have no money to spend."
Gu Lingyun's face darkened.
This Shen Wangshu must have some potential to be a jinx. He said he would lose money twice, and he would lose money both times.
*
Shen Wangshu sneezed.
"Excuse me, please continue."
People from the Si family came to make trouble.
Gu Shaohua accompanied Shen Wangshu.
Si Zhiyong shuddered and angrily slammed the table. "Even if you dug up something that belongs to the country, would we not cooperate if you told us? Why did you have to blow up our family's ancestral tomb?"
Damn it.
Then a rusty grenade directly blew up all the ancestral tombs in that Feng Shui treasure land.
That night, Si Yingchu kept smiling foolishly as if he was possessed by a ghost.
It hasn't recovered yet.
I looked for a master at that time.
The master counted on his fingers, his face changed drastically, and he waved his hands quickly: "You have offended a very important person, you'd better apologize quickly, otherwise your precious wealth will be in jeopardy."
After the master finished speaking, he ran away without even asking for the money.
Si Zhiyong was as angry as he could be now, and he vented his anger directly on the culprit who blew up his ancestral grave.
Then he saw his timid adopted daughter raise her hand.
What he hated most was this kind of fearful and unpresentable look.
Shen Wangshu pretended to be timid and said, “Dad.”
When the word "Dad" was called, Si Zhiyong's face changed, and he suddenly had the urge to kneel down as if someone was pressing down on his shoulders.
As if he couldn't bear such a title.
Then he sat down on the stool with a thud.
There was a lot of noise.
Shen Wangshu continued, “I blew up the ancestral tomb.”
His adopted daughter, who had always been aloof from public appearances, said something that made Si Zhiyong furious.
Si Zhiyong erupted.
Blood splattered all over the table.
Si Zhiyong pointed at Shen Wangshu: "You, you jinx, I've raised you for so many years, is this how you repay the Si family?"
Shen Wangshu looked very anxious. She walked towards Si Zhiyong with a tissue in her hand.
He called out again, "Dad."
Si Zhiyong lost control and knelt in front of Shen Wangshu with a bang.
Shen Wangshu blinked: “You sprayed blood, wipe it off, don’t be angry, and don’t explode again in the future.”
Treason!
Do you still want to have a future?
Si Zhiyong spat out another mouthful of blood.
Then he fell down, holding his chest.
Shen Wangshu still had a tissue in her hand, and she looked at everyone innocently: "I didn't do anything."
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