When Qin Lang's car was out of sight, Jiujiu turned around and went upstairs.
Jiujiu sorted the things that Old Master Wan gave her and put them in the fridge. Then, she went back to her room to continue her training.
On the other side, when she followed Mu Huiqing back to their room, Xiao Mi received an email from an unknown mailbox.
Xiao Mi was in charge of helping Mu Huiqing with some business. She thought that it was business, so she opened it without much thought. Who knew that it wasn't business, but a photo of Mu Huiqing and a woman.
And this woman was none other than her best friend, Fang Yuanyuan.
In the photo, Mu Huiqing and Fang Yuanyuan were sitting opposite each other. Their eyes met, and anyone with eyes could see the ambiguity between them. Not to mention, Mu Huiqing had even used his hand to wipe away the oil stains on the corner of Fang Yuanyuan's mouth.
Even a fool wouldn't believe that there was nothing going on between the two of them.
Xiao Mi then realized that every time she went out with Mu Huiqing, Fang Yuanyuan would always find an excuse to come in. Mu Huiqing also took care of Fang Yuanyuan.
Previously, she thought that Mu Huiqing would take care of Fang Yuanyuan because of her. But now, after seeing these ambiguous photos, Xiao Mi suddenly realized that Mu Huiqing wasn't taking care of Fang Yuanyuan because of her. He was clearly already together with Fang Yuanyuan.
Her best friend was together with the man she liked. It was like stabbing a knife into Xiao Mi's heart.
Xiao Mi turned her head to look at Mu Huiqing, who was sitting beside her with his head lowered and playing with his phone. She felt bitter.
Xiao Mi knew that if she were to argue with Mu Huiqing now, Mu Huiqing would definitely protect Fang Yuanyuan. The only thing she could do now was to pretend that she didn't know anything and find a way to deal with Fang Yuanyuan, this shameless b * tch.
On the other hand, Wan Run, who listened to Jiujiu's orders, had already asked Hong Qiao out.
It would have been fine if he didn't know. However, he knew that there was a hundred-year-old ghost in Hong Qiao's body. Even though he had the talisman that Jiujiu gave him, Wan Run still felt his legs go weak.
Wan Run tried his best to pretend to talk to Hong Qiao as he urged Jiujiu to come over.
He was just a little boy who didn't know anything. He really couldn't resist the century-old ghost in Hong Qiao's body.
Because he thought of the century-old ghost, Wan Run didn't dare to look into Hong Qiao's eyes.
As for Hong Qiao, he was also suspicious of Wan Run's dodging action. Just as he was about to leave, Wan Run's eyes suddenly lit up. Hong Qiao turned around and saw the little girl who had gorged herself on Master Wan's birthday banquet that day.
Because she had become thinner, Jiujiu dressed herself up in various ways. Although she was here to collect ghosts today, she still couldn't control her girlish heart and carefully dressed herself up before coming.
Jiujiu regretfully gave up on the pink dress she bought yesterday because she was afraid that there would be a fight later. Instead, she put on a pair of hot pants. Her top was a pink spaghetti strap with a V-neck, revealing her delicate collarbone and the fair skin on her chest that had begun to develop. It was cool and sexy. Along the way, many people turned to look at her.
At this moment, when they saw Jiujiu come in, other than those who were eating with their heads lowered, the rest of the people, regardless of gender, subconsciously looked at Jiujiu.
Under everyone's gaze, Jiujiu walked step by step toward Wan Run and Hong Qiao.
Jiujiu walked over and sat beside Wan Run. After pursing her lips and smiling kindly at Hong Qiao, she picked up the menu and began to order.
The desserts in Wan Run's coffee shop were famous for their delicious desserts. Jiujiu, who came out to collect ghosts on a hot day, felt that if she didn't eat a few more small cakes, how could she make up for her tiring journey?
After Jiujiu ordered the desserts, she raised her head and looked at Hong Qiao who was sitting opposite her.
After Jiujiu asked Little White to set up a barrier around her, the sweet smile on her little face instantly turned serious. "Tell me, do you want to roll out yourself, or do you want me to beat you out?"
Jiujiu looked at Hong Qiao's face that had turned purple because of her words. She opened the corner of her mouth and revealed two small canine teeth. "I'll say the ugly words first. I've never held back. If I beat you out, I'm afraid that you'll lose more than half of your hundred years of cultivation."
Jiujiu looked at Hong Qiao as if she was saying it for his own good. "So, I advise you to roll out yourself obediently."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she lowered her head and looked at her neatly trimmed, pink nails. She pursed her lips and kindly reminded Hong Qiao, whose face had turned green because of her words and had already turned into a ghost, "I've just taken in two 500-year-old ghosts a few days ago. Are you sure you want to fight with me?"
Jiujiu said this not to humiliate Old Ghost, but because she didn't want to fight. After all, fighting would mess up the fluffy, soft, and naturally beautiful bun that she had combed for a long time.
However, it was clear that Old Ghost didn't understand Jiujiu's good intentions. Instead, after Jiujiu said this, he instantly went crazy. He suddenly threw a punch straight at Jiujiu's face.
Old Ghost's fist almost hit Jiujiu's face at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. However, his movements were fast, and Jiujiu's movements were also fast.
Old Ghost didn't even see Jiujiu's movements, and Jiujiu directly held his fist. With a click, Old Ghost's arm that was smashing towards Jiujiu hung at a strange angle to one side of his body.
Jiujiu looked at the shocked Old Ghost, and her eyes turned cold. She sneered and said, "Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
Jiujiu raised her hand and punched.
Before Old Ghost could shout, he directly turned into smoke and dissipated.
Jiujiu looked at Old Ghost who had been punched to ashes by her own fist, and quickly picked up her phone to look at her bun.
Sure enough, her bun had already scattered because of the fight with Old Ghost. Jiujiu looked at Hong Qiao, who was confused because of Old Ghost's disappearance. She snorted coldly and asked Little White to remove the barrier and continue to order food.
She had to turn her anger into strength and eat more small cakes.
And with Old Ghost's disappearance, Hong Qiao naturally regained control of his body.
Although Old Ghost had occupied Hong Qiao's body, his soul had been watching Old Ghost doing things from a particularly sober angle. Of course, he also knew that it was Jiujiu who saved him.
So even if his arm was broken by Jiujiu herself, Hong Qiao still looked at Jiujiu with gratitude. "Thank you, Little Master, for saving my life."
Jiujiu raised her eyelids and looked at Hong Qiao. She thought for a moment and said, "Just pay."
Hong Qiao, "…"
This Little Master was so fresh and refined. She was really not the same as those otherworldly experts.
Hong Qiao, who was surprised by Jiujiu's straightforward way of asking for money, hurriedly called someone to transfer the money to Jiujiu, and then left in a hurry.
During the time when he was occupied by Old Ghost, he did a lot of stupid things. If he didn't explain clearly, he was afraid that the heir of the Hong family would change.
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