Ah, it wouldn't be good for you if Mr. Zhuo's family saw this.

To put it bluntly, people will still think that you and Mr. Zhuo are engaging in homosexuality. This society is not very tolerant of homosexuality. Even if you prove that you are a woman and Mr. Zhuo is not gay, your personal circle will be more

If you are interpreted complicatedly, they may think you are bisexual. In short, the more news like this, the worse it will be for you."

"...Thank you Fang Dapeng, thank you for helping me."

"Don't be so polite, Jiaolong, we are still friends. I am not so lucky. Mr. Zhuo told me everything about you. I know you said that Wen Xiaoni is your girlfriend just to make me give up.

, I can’t see through it myself. Anyway, you have to be careful and find out who is the person behind. My friend said that he ordered him to secretly photograph you and post news. He doesn’t know. He has never seen it. They have always been

When contacted by phone, the person changed his voice every time he talked to him. He could only confirm that it was a woman. Think carefully about whether you have offended someone."

"If you want to hack me in this way, you must be someone who knows me very well."

"That's for sure. As long as you know that you are a woman, and then take these seemingly ambiguous photos of you, and eventually make a fuss, how can you prove that you are a normal woman? How can Mr. Zhuo's family accept you, let alone you?

It’s Onmyoji. There are too many tidbits like this, which will have an impact on your reputation!”

..."Hey, I'm leaving first, Jiaolong. Think about it carefully. I found out this time and stopped you. What happens next? I heard that this news was supposed to be released after the year. It's clear that I will

To stink you up, it actually doesn’t matter if you are misunderstood as a man or a woman. After all, you have not confirmed it yourself and do not need to confirm it.

What I thought at the beginning was that your face could be used as a positive hype point. Besides, now everyone pays more attention not to whether you are a boy or a girl, but to your legendary character as an Onmyoji. In the future, you can definitely come out with your literary work

Xiaoni has come out to the world, but there is too much messy dirty news like this, and you won’t be able to clean it up. People like Mr. Zhuo are probably the most taboo about this."

Opening my eyes, I picked up a photo at random, looked at Xu Meijin holding my arm in the photo, and whispered a name: "Jiang Meiyuan?"

I got up and walked slowly to the balcony. Looking at the blooming wintersweet, the first person I thought of was Jiang Meiyuan.

She was probably the one who wanted to blackmail me the most, but when I turned around and looked at the photos again, her methods would not be so cheap——

According to her ability, even if she hires someone to secretly photograph me, release information about me, and make me look bad, Fang Dapeng will not find out and stop her so easily. Besides, she is too smart. Zhuo Jing should have said something to her.

For the time being, she can't touch me. If she touches me, wouldn't it mean that she is going to be an enemy of her son? She won't. It doesn't matter if Jiang Meiyuan hurts me, but her affection for Zhuo Jing is not

Fake, there is no way she would break up with her son because of me, but if it wasn’t her, then who could it be...

A few names popped into my head, but I wasn't sure. I took a breath and stepped out of the balcony. I closed the floor-to-ceiling curtains and glanced at the time. At this time, my grandpa should still be at the community center downstairs.

The old man is playing cards, and Aunt Sun won't be back for a while.

There was still plenty of time, so I calculated the direction. I walked to the kitchen and took out two bowls. One was filled with rice and placed at the door. The other was filled with water and placed on the coffee table. Then I took out the white flour that Aunt Sun used to steam the steamed buns.

I spread it all the way from the door to the coffee table. I prepared an iron pipe that I often use when burning paper at home and put it aside. Then I took out three sticks of incense from the drawer under the old Xianertang desk. After lighting it, I silently chanted to the direction I calculated earlier.

: "The red light leads the way. The door is open. If you have anything to ask, please come and give me some advice!"

After finishing speaking, I wrote Hui Daxian'er's name and location on a piece of red paper, stamped it with the blood of my fingertips, lit it and threw it directly into the iron bucket, avoiding the white flour I spread, and walked to the door to put the incense stick.

Insert it into the bowl with rice, take out a chopstick while passing by the kitchen, then walk to the sofa next to the coffee table and sit down to wait.

Within three minutes, the water in the bowl began to ripple. I sat still, staring at the door until the fragrant rice grains popped out. I watched with my own eyes as my little claws slowly made imprints.

On Bai Mian, he walked closer to my coffee table step by step. Gradually he knew better and said softly: "Thank you Hui Xian'er for giving Jiaolong this face."

There was a 'pop' sound, and a few drops of the water in the bowl rippled out. I pursed my lips and inserted the chopsticks in my hand into the water. I was still holding on to it with one hand and took the photo with the other hand: "Thank you, Gray Fairy.

Jiaolong pointed out who ordered this photo to be taken..."

After saying that, I gently let go, and the chopsticks stood upright in the water.

The paw prints were faintly left on the coffee table. I sat upright and didn't rush to speak out. It wasn't until the roots of the chopsticks inserted into the water rippled again that I opened my mouth: "Jiaolong wants to know, is it Jiang Meiyuan."

The chopsticks didn't move.

I raised my eyebrows, as expected.

He continued to speak, "Is it Xu Meijin?"

The water rippled, but the chopsticks remained unmoved.

After briefly flipping through my grudge record circle, I cleared my throat and continued to speak: "Is it Xu Linlin, the woman who is now named Linda..."

Blisters began to appear at the base of the chopsticks, and those who didn't know thought someone had inserted a straw into the bowl and blew air into the water, but the chopsticks seemed to have grown to death and were stuck there, still standing.

I squinted my eyes, but it wasn't her either.

"Is that...Tong Anqi?"

With a 'pop' sound, the water in the bowl was picked up by the chopsticks. The chopsticks stood upright, like a warrior who was hit by a sharp sword but couldn't hold on. There was no warning but it was as if it was expected.
Chapter completed!