After thousands of people thought they were being read, everyone in the wealthy family was dumbfound

Chapter 2 Voice? !
  The door was closed again and the servants had started working again, but Jian Xingze was still stunned.

Jian Wanrou noticed something strange and asked softly: "What's wrong, Xingze, why are you so stunned?"

Jian Xingze swallowed and said with difficulty: "Sister Wanrou, you...did you hear anything just now?"

Jian Wanrou's expression froze slightly, remembering what she had hidden from Shao Mei, she immediately changed the subject:

"What's the sound? I didn't hear it. Have you been under too much pressure from studying recently? How about I ask your mother to take a leave for you, and you come back and rest for a week before going to school?"

She was already flustered by Jian Siyou's nagging words, but now why is Jian Xingze, a dragster, starting to do it too!

Jian Xingze was silent for a moment, and then stiffly said: "No, no need, I don't feel well, I'll go upstairs to rest first."

Leaving the hall, Jian Xingze took a deep breath——

Only him! ! !
  Just now, he suddenly heard Jian Siyou's heartfelt voice!
  It didn't come out of her mouth, it appeared directly in his mind!

She said: "These three people, the one who is raising a kid is raising a kid, the one who is a mistress is a mistress, and there is a fool who doesn't know anything. They are really full of five evils!" ]
  What's the meaning……? ?

These three people...are they talking about him, Sister Wanrou and Aunt Shao? !

But, how could Sister Wanrou and Aunt Shao do such things as raising a kid and being a mistress!

Aunt Shao was obviously so kind to him, and Sister Wanrou was always thinking of him. How could she be like what Jian Si lobbied for?

Jian Xingze even broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and comforted himself by thinking... he must have been hallucinating!

*
  Dragging his suitcase out of the Jian family's villa, Jian Siyou wore a loose coat and had a cool and dusty temperament.

But no one knew how happy she was in her heart.

Finally, finally I can leave this bloody home! !

The breeze after the rain blew in my face, which was very refreshing.

Jian Siyou breathed a long sigh of relief, his expression relaxed, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and he took a taxi in a good mood.

The driver got out of the car and helped carry the luggage, and said enthusiastically:

"Where are you going, beauty?"

Jian Siyou sat in the back seat and said with a smile: "No. 44 Qingyun Street."

The master who originally wanted to chat fell silent instantly.

Everyone in Qing City knows that Qingyun Street is a famous funeral street! !
  The master glanced in the rearview mirror at Jian Siyou who was looking out the window. He was struggling for a long time and still wanted to confirm:
  "Well, girl, are you sure you want to go to Qingyun Street? No one usually goes there. What are you going to do?"

Jian Siyou looked calm, and the previous smile on his face disappeared. His whole person revealed an unreasonable profound temperament, and a clear voice came from behind:
  "I have a shop on the street and do some small business."

The business conducted on the funeral street, isn't this the business of dead people?
  The driver didn't expect that Jian Siyou was in this business at such a young age.

They were somewhat taboo about pulling cars, but this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

After thinking for a long time, when the time was about to arrive, the driver looked at Jian Si You Qingjue's appearance and advised:

"It's not easy to do this business these days. While you're young, you should take the right path and study more."

Jian Siyou smiled inwardly. She skipped a grade and graduated early. She had already graduated with an undergraduate degree before returning to Jian's house. She was about to go to the school where she was a graduate student to report. This was not what her master thought of dropping out of school at a young age. but……

Jian Siyou looked at the vague black air lingering on the passenger seat and sighed slightly:
  "Thank you, Master. This is my business card. You should encounter something within three days. If you need to find a solution, please contact me."

The driver took the business card and saw that it was not the funeral advertisement he imagined, but simple contact information and business scope.

It’s written about... Feng Shui Kanyu, Yin Yang Consultation?
  The driver frowned. How could there be such a young Feng Shui master these days? And what he said was not to curse him!

But whether it was because of Jian Siyou's aura or because of her age, the driver didn't say anything and just agreed perfunctorily.

Qingyun Street is not very popular, and only a few people can be seen walking around on the street, all of them looking grief-stricken.

Jian Siyou followed the house number all the way to find No. 44, and finally found the store left by his master in the most remote corner——

"Sweet Dreams Come" Funeral Shop!

Because no one has been here for a long time, various small advertisements have been posted on the door.

Jian Siyou opened the door and immediately choked on the dust in the room.

There was no one around, and she finally no longer had to carry that inscrutable air!

Master said that times are changing, and their heavenly masters must also evolve! Since she can't compare with those old people in terms of age, she should fully control her temperament and use a mysterious and mysterious posture to fool one after another.

Master Jian therefore has deep experience in maintaining airs.

Then I saw a note posted on the wall.

She picked it up easily, and there was a line of Chinese characters on it. Anyone else would never recognize the content on the paper.

Jian Siyou smiled and sighed: "I just said you are not dead."

Her master, Xuan Chenzi, has been missing for half a year. His life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown. Where he last appeared, only a piece of bloody clothes was left behind.

But Jian Siyou just felt that her master was just missing and not dead.

I saw the content on the paper saying: Si You! I will pass this store on to you! Remember to come often in the evening! Revitalize the good dreams, come if you have a dream!
  After finally cleaning the store, Jian Siyou took stock of the inventory. Naturally, the quality of the incense that Xuan Chenzi handled was impeccable. There were still a lot of ingot incense pagodas, and there was also a certain amount of stock of wreaths and elegiac couplets.

Qingshi has been humid recently. If the candles are stored for a long time, they will inevitably get damp and the quality will be damaged.

Thinking of Master's message, Jian Siyou decided to revitalize "Good Dreams", starting with selling goods through live broadcast!
  Ten minutes later, a live broadcast room called "Good Dreams Come to the Funeral Shop" started.

I don’t know if the name of the live broadcast room is too interesting, but after the broadcast started, a dozen or so people came in.

Most of them are pushed in from the same city.

[Frog Qu, have funeral shops started selling goods through live broadcasts these days? /dumbfounded]
  [See you soon, isn’t this Qingyun Street? The owner of this store keeps up with the trend! ]
  The camera turned and Jian Siyou appeared in the live broadcast room.

The impact of the cold face appearing on the screen in an instant was obviously quite large.

Several barrages stopped for a moment, and then started to refresh the screen crazily——

[I am super, I am super, I am super! Mom, I saw a fairy! ]
  [I realize, I must have been doing good deeds and accumulating virtue for many years, and God allowed me to reach such a level of beautiful sister while fishing at work! ]
  Jian Siyou smiled, took out a small blackboard that he had just written on from his feet, knocked it on the live broadcast camera, cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

(End of this chapter)