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

Chapter 8 Welcome to Good Dreams

Jian Wenchuan said angrily: "How dare you! You -"

Halfway through his anger, he suddenly paused.

[Hurry up and leave after completing the process, don’t delay me making money]
  What is this, Jian Siyou’s voice? !

make money? Do people who see through the world of mortals and want to join the Tao still want to make money?
  Jian Siyou's face was cold, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking just by her tone:
  "Assistant Su, I didn't expect that you had hallucinations due to the cold wind yesterday, but you still insisted on going to work today."

[The dark look between Jian Wenchuan's brows is exactly the same as that of Jian Fool. They are indeed father and son. They are as unaware as a fool when someone curses them]
  Jian Wenchuan's anger dissipated and he frowned slowly:...?
  Being cursed, father and son, him and Xingze?

Assistant Su couldn't figure out why Jian Wenchuan was half angry and stopped being angry. He was cueed again, so he could only say:
  "Miss Jian, if you had any misunderstandings with Mr. Jian before, you might as well talk it over now."

Jian Siyou clasped his hands and said indifferently: "What did Assistant Su say? How could Mr. Jian, a family-oriented person like me, have misunderstandings with me?"

[You are really good at talking, but you just didn’t consider the objective fact that Jian Wenchuan has no brain]
  Brainless Jian Wenchuan:...

Is he crazy or is the world crazy?

Why did he hear Jian Siyou's voice? Obviously Jian Siyou didn't speak just now!
  Or could he actually hear Jian Siyou's voice...?
  The voice of the heart cannot lie. In other words, does Jian Siyou really think that he and Xingze have been cursed?
  If he was in good health, he would naturally not believe Jian Siyou's words, but in recent days, he had chest tightness and shortness of breath, frequent heart pain, nightmares and palpitations at night, and was prone to cold sweats.

Although they were all minor illnesses, they made it difficult for him to rest in the past few days, and even made him a lot more irritable.

Seeing that Jian Wenchuan remained silent, Assistant Su complained in his heart, but on his face he could only continue to persuade Jian Siyou in embarrassment.

At this moment, Jian Wenchuan suddenly spoke:

"I heard from Assistant Su that you know how to channel spirits?"

Jian Siyou rolled his eyes in his heart and smiled slightly on his cold face:

"Assistant Su lost his head after blowing the wind. Why did Mr. Jian believe it? In modern society, people believe in science."

However, at the same moment, the version Jian Wenchuan heard in his heart was:
  [Illiterate and don’t understand traditional culture, this is called mysticism]
  Jian Wenchuan:…………

Even if Jian Wenchuan wanted to ask Jian Siyou clearly now, he couldn't save face.

He thought to himself, even if he had misjudged the truth before, if his eldest daughter, who was ignorant, chatty all day long, and had no sense of etiquette and integrity, really knew some martial arts, it would not be as good as those who had already been immersed in this art. Masters.

He just needs to find a famous master. Is it possible that no one can solve his problem? !
  After figuring this out, Jian Wenchuan focused on his own body and didn't want to look at Jian Siyou anymore.

Ever since Jian Siyou came back, he had frequently encountered unpleasant things, which was really unlucky.

Jian Wenchuan frowned and rebuked: "I don't care what quarrels you are making, Mei Xian is always your nominal mother, Mrs. Jian, the mistress of the Jian family. Likewise, Wanrou is your biological sister!"

"I don't expect you to be as well-educated and sensible as Wanrou. As long as you are willing to stop causing trouble and go back to apologize to them, you will still be my daughter, Jian Wenchuan."

Still the same, arrogant and paternalistic as if it were charity.

Jian Siyou sneered, "Then don't worry, Mr. Jian. The threshold of the Jian family is too high, forgive me for not being able to reach it."

Jian Wenchuan was sullen and turned around angrily: "Okay, if you have the ability, never come back!"

Jian Siyou's eyes were cold. There were many people begging her to come and vying to treat her as a guest, but she didn't accept the invitation.

If it weren't for her mother's sake, she wouldn't even waste so much time at Jian's house.

Jian Wenchuan thought that if she kicked her out of the Jian family, she would have no way to survive.

If so, then she would have starved to death at the hands of human traffickers long before she met her master.   …

The beautiful morning was obviously ruined by Jian Wenchuan.

Jian Siyou packed up all the orders from yesterday's live broadcast room and sent them out. Although they were not many, it took her some time. By the time it was over, she had completely missed her meal.

Just when she was about to eat something to deal with it, the doorbell at the door of the store suddenly rang——

Someone came in.

At this point, who would come to find her?
  Jian Siyou put down the things in his hands, raised his eyes in confusion, and met the visitor's eyes.

The sun shines into the store at noon, a rare bright time of day.

When Xie Ci'an entered the door, he saw such a scene.

The girl with creamy skin had her black hair tied back casually, and her loose sleeves were rolled up, revealing a plain white wrist, slender and smooth.

When the person in front of him raised his head, the whole room seemed to be added with a bit of color, just like the spring breeze blowing on the face, the autumn rain soaking, the ice and snow melting... It was a stunning feeling.

The moment he saw the appearance of the visitor, Jian Siyou's eyes lit up, he was a handsome guy!

At second glance, the handsome guy was sitting in a wheelchair, which was a pity.

Jian Siyou sighed in his heart, then stepped forward and greeted:
  "Welcome to Haomenglai, what do you want to buy?"

As his name suggests, Xie Ci'an is gentle and kind. If it were placed in ancient times, it would not be called a master without equal in the world.

He said warmly: "Hello, do you know the owner of this store?"

This question is really strange, as if she is looking for someone, but this person does not know her. In other words, he either knows Xuan Chenzi, the former owner of this store, or he comes here specifically for "Good Dreams" "Come.

In just a few breaths, Jian Siyou had already thought through all the possibilities in his mind.

Her eyes moved slightly, then she smiled lightly and said:
  "I am the shop owner, my surname is Jane, what do you call me?"

Xie Ci'an's eyes did not change, but when he looked at Jian Siyou, he looked more carefully. He smiled and said:
  "I remember that the previous store owner was an old man. I haven't seen him for several months. Has the owner changed?"

Old man, that is Xuan Chenzi.

Since this person knows Xuan Chenzi, he might know the whereabouts of her master.

Moreover... this man may seem gentle, but in fact he is not even willing to reveal his last name easily. At first glance, he looks like a gentle fox on the outside but a hard nut to crack on the inside.

Jian Siyou leaned against the cabinet at the front desk and said flawlessly: "Ah, that's one of my elders. Something happened recently, so he temporarily asked me to take charge of the shop."

Xie Ci'an nodded, pressed the wheelchair and planned to leave: "Then I'm going to bother you today."

Although the wheelchair looks very high-end, this person is wearing brand-name clothes. Why is there no one to help push the wheelchair?

and……

Jian Siyou narrowed his eyes and suddenly snapped his fingers.

The next second, the originally open door closed with a loud noise.

(End of this chapter)