All the evils dodge, wait for me to accept this demon king!

In order to resolve the crisis in the studio, Xuan Minghua decided to go to find the fitness trainer at dawn tomorrow.

Only by knowing about the situation of the other party can we arrange for Zhang Bingsheng to meet the other party more reasonably.

According to Cang Yan, the fitness trainer lives in the village in the city.

Xuan Minghua had lived in that place for two years, and it can be said that he was so familiar with it that he knew which alley followed which alley even with his eyes closed.

After parking the luxury car in the parking lot of a nearby shopping plaza, Xuan Minghua decided to walk with Cang Yan to find the fitness trainer.

7:[-], this point happens to be the most urgent time for students. There are students everywhere in every old street and dark alley. There are elementary school students with red scarves and schoolbags, middle school students with only schoolbags, and only two books. The young figures of high school students, boys and girls, add a bit of vitality to these old streets and alleys.

As soon as he turned into an alley, there was a funeral procession in front of him.

The sad suona sound, the flying paper ingots, the main color of plain white, and a conspicuous red coffin instantly make the scenery of this alley a little creepy.

Some aunts and uncles who got up early to buy vegetables or send their babies saw this team, and they took the initiative to lean on both sides to make way for them.

Because they all believe in a saying that any road in this world can be fought for, but they can't grab the road of this kind of team!

Xuan Minghua pulled Cang Yan and stood aside to make way for the dead.

Judging from the posthumous photos, the deceased was a male, not too old, around forty.

When the lipstick coffin passed by, Xuan Minghua couldn't help but look a few more times, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

After the team had completely passed by, Xuan Minghua heard a sound of scolding. A middle-aged woman was angrily knocking on her son's forehead while scolding loudly.

"I told you to wait a while before going over. Wait a minute, why don't you listen? You have to squeeze to get in front of others. I didn't see you working so hard when you were studying. Now you are very active. I can’t wait for 2 minutes! If you don’t fight for the first, you grab this one...you want to piss me off! Why did I give birth to such a disobedient child like you..."

From the discussions of the onlookers, Xuan Minghua knew the general course of the matter: the boy in front of him, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, usually entered the classroom by pinch, but today he met this funeral procession as soon as he left the house, and again Seeing that the other party was walking slowly, she became anxious for fear that she would be late, so she ignored her mother's persuasion, rushed into the queue with her schoolbag on her back, and overtook her all the way, so anxious that her mother chased after her.

Finally, when he was about to pass the posthumous photo, he grabbed the back collar of his clothes, and after showing a smile to the mourners, his mother angrily dragged him out of the queue.

I heard from the people next to him that this boy is usually very good at running. If he hadn't slipped and fell when he passed the coffin, his mother would never have been able to catch him.

Hearing this sentence, and then looking at the young man in front of him who was publicly reprimanded by his mother constantly beating his head but kept his mouth shut the whole time, Xuan Minghuai frowned slightly, something was not quite right.

She raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Cang Yan beside her, she knew that he must know everything.

Even if he doesn't know, he can figure it out by pinching his fingers.

Cang Yan said that he acted based on her face, so he naturally knew what she was thinking at this time, he stretched out his arms around her waist and continued walking forward, saying: "Don't worry about it for now, the main goal is to find that cheetah. Otherwise, your studio may have to change hands."

After walking for another six or seven minutes, they stopped in front of a self-built house on the third floor.

"Let's just wait here. He will come out to work in 2 minutes. Then you take a photo of his face and forward it to Sheng Jinghan, asking her to spend money to find a beautiful woman who can coax others. Wait for us." When we go back, we can directly arrange a good show where our old enemies meet."

Xuan Minghua glanced to the side, found a small stone pier and sat down, staring at the gate of the self-built house, and asked him nonchalantly, "Why do you want Sheng Jinghan to spend money to find it?"

Cang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked back: "She didn't pay, do you want to pay the money yourself?"

"No," Xuan Minghua shook her head immediately: "After all, the design draft was plagiarized from her, so it is reasonable to ask her to pay this little money now."

Just as he was speaking, the opposite door opened, and a muscular, dark, handsome man wearing a black vest and cropped pants walked out. Unfortunately, he was wearing a mask and sunglasses, making it difficult to see his specific appearance.

Xuan Minghua sighed in disappointment, how would she take pictures with the other party's outfit?
Cang Yan smiled lightly and said, "This is easy."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the handsome man opposite him sneezed loudly.

Probably spit out a lot of saliva and forced tears, the handsome man hurriedly took off the mask and threw it away, and at the same time took off his sunglasses and wiped it with a facial tissue.

Xuan Minghua hurriedly seized this opportunity and picked up his phone to take a few snaps.

Pick out the two photos with the best clarity and forward them to Sheng Jinghan, and according to Cang Yan's request, ask the other party to spend money to find a beautiful woman who is good at coaxing men.

Sheng Jinghan first praised the handsome man in the photo for his top-notch figure, and then said a little naughtily, why spend that kind of money? Looking around the whole city, there are several women who are more attractive than her, Sheng Jinghan. Will there be men who can't handle it?

Xuan Minghua was speechless for a few seconds before uttering a sentence in a low tone: "If you are sure that you can be charming to Zhang Bingsheng, and at the same time ensure that Tang Zhengtao will not go berserk, I don't mind."

"I mind." When he heard that the person who wanted to hook up was Zhang Bingsheng, Sheng Jinghan changed his words in an instant.

After taking the photo of the fitness trainer, Xuan Minghua and Cang Yan returned the same way.

When passing the young man's house again, Xuan Minghua heard the middle-aged woman scolding again, but compared to the angry scolding before, this time the scolding was accompanied by tears.

"Oh my god, how could this be? Who are you? Where did you get my Bao'er? You talk..."

Xuan Minghua couldn't help but stop, cursing and cursing, the middle-aged woman burst into tears.

Through the one-meter-high glass window and through the gap in the protective fence, she saw the boy sitting on a small bamboo chair with her back on his back. The middle-aged woman kept pushing his shoulders, crying for help. He opened his mouth to speak, but seeing that he insisted on refusing to open his mouth, he crouched down with his head in his arms as if his psychological defense had collapsed, and began to cry loudly.

"I beg you, please, tell me who you are and where is my Bao'er now? I beg you, I'm just such a son..."

The more Xuan Minghua listened, the more confused he became. Isn't the other party's son sitting right in front of him? Why are you crying looking for his son?
Until a hoarse middle-aged man's voice came from inside the room.

"At that time, I picked up this body because no one wanted it. Now you ask me where your son is, how do I know?"