"Darling?Darling?"

Hou Jie'er turned over and put her hands in vain.

I hate it. I left so early, that woman must have been whining again.

Hou Jie'er cursed with her eyes closed, grabbed the pajamas hanging beside the bed and put them on them, walked out of the bed, pulled open the thick golden velvet curtains with a clamor, and the dazzling sunlight outside instantly filled the entire room.

She stretched and thought that she was so comfortable that she served Mr. Liang last night, and was about to die of ecstasy, she couldn't help but smile proudly: Chen Zheying, you always act like a lady and a noble person, why are you fighting with me?

She walked to the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were so charming, like a delicious and juicy peach. She was very satisfied with her current situation and reached out to pat her plump cheeks. Suddenly, from the outskirts of her eyes, she saw a card like a big red invitation on the dressing table.

Is it a wedding invitation?

She picked up the card and opened it. There were two shocking rows of black words inside: "Hate? Resentment? Do you want to take revenge? Sign this contract and you are satisfied." Then there was a detailed address, and finally there was a quaint black seal: Weihanshi.

Who put it here? Hou Jie'er's eyes turned: It's not Lao Liang, so who is it?

"Aying, Aying." She opened the door and called the little aunt at home.

"Miss, I'm here."

The little aunt was wiping the floor downstairs, and when she heard this, she looked up.

"Who has been to my room?"

Aying was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Only sir. When the sir left, he said that you had worked hard yesterday and you should have a good sleep. You told me not to disturb you." Aying said this, her face couldn't help but flushed.

No one came in, so where did this thing come from?

Do you hate? Do you resent?

Hou Jie'er said to herself: "Of course I hate it, it's so much." It turned out that she had a hand in the face to face in the cafe that day, and asked a familiar reporter to squat in, hoping that gossip news would come out and writer Chen's dignified image was ruined. Unexpectedly, Lao Liang was afraid of being embarrassed, so he finally spent money to suppress this matter. It was really... At this time, he was still thinking about that woman, why was she afraid of being embarrassed? He just couldn't bear to leave her! She pretended to be like a flawless white lotus, usually like a Bodhisattva, but in fact she was in a dark heart. Only a fool like Lao Liang, who had a soft ear, treated her as a good person.

Hate, so hate.

Hou Jie'er found the shop and looked at the quaint sign hanging at the door. It turned out to be an antique shop. When Hou Jie'er was a child, she lived in the countryside of Meizhou. Her family attached great importance to worshiping gods and had some taboo things. She was still full of awe of ghosts and gods. At first, she found the shop with a curious attitude. When she walked in, she heard the bell ringing. A little girl with pink makeup was sitting on the counter eating peanuts. When she saw her coming in, she didn't move her eyes, and a handful of peanuts filled her mouth. Then she walked down from the stairs a woman wrapped in black veil. Although she was wrapped around her whole body and couldn't see her appearance clearly, her walking posture and the white and crystal clear hand holding the stairs made people think from her heart that this must be a beauty.

"This is...can help people...revenge?" Hou Jie'er asked tentatively. The woman walked down straight and stood opposite Hou Jie'er. Through the veil, she could faintly see the woman's eyes flashing, as if she was observing herself.

It was clearly separated by a black veil, but Hou Jie'er just felt a little cold all over.

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of the little girl eating peanuts. When Hou Jie'er listened to the sound, she felt weaker and thought to herself, thinking she was a mouse? How could she eat like this?

In the quaint antique shop, the bottles and jars on the shelves are a bit illusory and unreal; there is a faint fragrance in the room, and it is impossible to say what it is, it is not the fragrance of flowers or the fragrance of Buddha; the woman opposite is covered with black veil, and she can't see her appearance clearly; the little girl who is eating peanuts strangely... Hou Jie'er looked around and turned around and wanted to leave. The woman grabbed her wrist, her fingers were cold, and her voice was hoarse: "Ha, what is love in the world that teaches people to live and die, you are trapped by love."

Hou Jie'er stopped instantly, stared at the woman blankly, and sighed: "So you can see it."

Ye Xian's face was hidden in the veil, and Hou Jie'er couldn't see her expression of suppressing her smile.

In order to pretend to be fooled, she actually said such sour words. If Zhao Nan was at home, she would definitely laugh out loud.

Alas, it's all for money. Anyway, these two women hate each other and both enter the relationship. They are not good things. If you don't cheat them once, it will be incompatible.

Ye Xian endured the ecstasy inside, raised his hand and pointed behind, and his voice was cold: "Come with me."

Dunzi was originally looking at them entering the back room with no expression. When the door was closed, she jumped off the counter and squatted at the door, with her ears pressed against the crack of the door, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

“What do you call it?”

"You can call me the owner."

Ye Xian's voice was hoarse, and he sounded like an old woman, but his exposed fingers were slender and soft, long and fair, without any decoration, but he looked like a perfect work of art.

Hou Jie'er stared at the finger and looked at the quaint house again. Suddenly, she remembered the scene of hiding aside in the old house in her hometown when she was a child watching the uncles worship their ancestors in the ancestral hall. All the mysterious women in this shop made her feel unfathomable. When she thought of the card that appeared on the dressing table, she held her hands tightly and asked firmly: "Can you help others get revenge?"

"Yes, God knows nothing, God knows nothing, God knows you know me, I know. But there is a prerequisite, you are first damaged, and you have an injustice."

Hou Jie'er's eyes turned and she had an idea: "I'm helping others take revenge."

"who?"

"That person is Lin Wan, he is a painter."

"Why didn't she come by herself?"

Hou Jie'er paused for a while before she said carefully: "There is no greater sorrow than death in her heart. She was so hurt by that woman that she saw through life. She stayed in the door every day and just drew. I think she was so pitiful, alas."

Ye Xian stared at the woman in front of him, laughing in his heart that this woman is smarter than Chen Zheying. No wonder Ms. Chen is so smart that she is defeated in front of her. She wants to help Lin Wan take revenge. It’s so fresh. In order to drive away her lover’s current wife, she is under the banner of helping her ex-wife avenge. Of course, even if she is backfired, it is all made by this woman himself. She tells the ugly words to the front and just get the money.

So Ye Xian deliberately shook his head: "Forget it, you go, just take it as nothing."

"Why? Isn't it that I collect money and do things?"

Hou Jie'er was anxious.

"We are going to sign a contract. This contract is magical. The signer must be the one who has real grievances to take effect. If the signer tells lies and deliberately frames others, it will backfire. Miss, can you do it?"

"Of course I didn't tell lies. Lin Wan is a female painter, born in a scholarly family. She married the Liang family, a bookmaker for generations. Later, Liang... Her marriage to Mr. Liang was destroyed by a woman, so she no longer got involved in the world and became depressed. She was originally a noble woman, but she was forced to do this by a slut. As her friend, of course I was so angry that I wanted to avenge her and teach that slut a lesson."

Hou Jie'er said righteousness.

Ye Xian patted the table and deliberately praised: "Okay, this lady is really Mengchang, the girl is a girl. I admire her."
Chapter completed!