Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

  Chapter 29 Don’t Ask, You Are the One Who Asks

  Zhou Weijun frowned, but did not correct her address, and asked again: "What do you think?"

   Zhou Wanrou's eyes were red, but she bit her lips and shook her head: "I'm fine, don't bother me."

Looking up at Xie Xihe again, his eyes became even redder: "Xihe, I know something happened to your family, and something went wrong on the show side. I'm in a bad mood. It's because I rushed up rashly to scare you. I'm not good."

   "Brother Wei Jun, don't blame Xi He, she didn't do it on purpose."

  The girl's ankle was red and swollen, she was obviously in unbearable pain, but she still held back her grievances to defend the person who hurt her, this poor and understanding look...

  Xie Xihe couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly: "Heh."

   The laughter was not too loud, but it was particularly obvious in the quiet banquet hall at the moment.

Shen Mengyue was the first one who couldn't sit still, stood up abruptly, and glared at Xie Xihe: "Laugh? You vicious woman can still laugh. Are you really blind or pretending to be blind? Didn't you see that the man is so blind?" Is Rou too painful to stand up?!"

   Several other people who had a good relationship with Zhou Wanrou also came to their senses, and stepped forward to take up the grievances for Zhou Wanrou.

   "That's right, Wan Rou kindly stepped forward to explain it. It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you still push her. This is too ignorant!"

   "Look at Wanrou's foot. The ankle is all swollen. What can I do? There will be performances in a while. How can you perform with such a serious injury?"

   "I think she did it on purpose. After all, Wan Rou is a seed player. One less of her means one less opponent. If you want me to say that such a vicious person should directly disqualify her from the competition..."

   "..."

  Amidst the continuous cursing, Xie Xihe remained calm. When they finally finished cursing and calmed down, she said slowly, "Are you done barking?"

  The sloppy voice, the neutral tone, but what he said made the girls' complexions change suddenly.

  Shen Mengyue's face was so ugly that she glared at her fiercely: "Who are you calling Xie Xi and you a dog?!"

  Xie Xihe raised his eyebrows lightly: "Don't ask, it's you who asks."

"you!"

   Xie Xihe waved away the girl's finger pointing at her nose, the casualness between the eyebrows and eyes was gradually replaced by coldness, he raised his eyelids and said, "If you don't want your finger, I don't mind cutting it off for you."

  The previous suffocating aura came over her face again, Shen Mengyue felt a chill in her heart, she couldn't even utter a word of cursing.

  Xie Xihe withdrew his gaze, walked past her to Zhou Wanrou, and knelt down: "You just said, I pushed you?"

  Zhou Wanrou lowered her eyes to hide her flickering eyes, bit her red lips, shook her head and said, "No...it's not...it has nothing to do with Xi and you, it's because I didn't stand up and fell down."

  Xie Xihe stared at her for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, shook his head and said, "No, I pushed you."

   Zhou Wan looked up at her softly, with an expression of disbelief.

  Xie Xihe repeated again seriously: "I really pushed you."

   Emphasis: "Intentional."

  Amidst the astonished eyes, Xie Xihe unhurriedly turned on the phone, and clicked a few times casually.

next moment…

"It's agreed that today only Xie Xihe's dirty stories will be revealed. That's how you do things? Are you sick? If you post six dirty stories in one go, who else will pay attention to Xie Xihe's little practice? pregnancy?"

   "I don't care, you delete the other five articles immediately! Repost Xie Xihe's black material! Otherwise, give me my money back!"

   "..."

  Although the tone is different from the usual gentle and gentle tone, but the voice is this voice. Most of the people present have studied music, so how can they not recognize that this is Zhou Wanrou's voice?

This…

   Everyone looked at each other and stopped talking.

  Zhou Wan raised his head violently, but couldn't understand why Xie Xihe had this thing in his hand? !

  Xie Xihe took back the phone, glanced at Zhou Wanrou, and said, "I suddenly received an anonymous email two days ago, and this audio was attached to it. May I ask Miss Zhou, is this your voice?"

   Zhou Wanrou's complexion changed, and he said without hesitation: "It's not me!"

   "I never said such a thing, and I have no reason to buy a marketing account to blackmail you. It must be fake. Someone synthesized the audio and tried to frame me!"

   Xie Xihe let out an "oh", and said in an unhurried manner, "There are also a few screenshots of the chat that were sent together, which should also be fake."

  She nodded, with a smile on her lips, and said, "I'm sorry, I pushed you by mistake."

  Not unreasonable or unforgiving, let alone aggressive, Zhou Wanrou's well-prepared rhetoric was all blocked in her mouth, making it impossible to say it.

  Holding back, his entire face was flushed, and he was about to vomit blood.

  Xie Xihe seemed to have forgotten about it, and stretched out a green and white hand to gently rest on Zhou Wanrou's red and swollen ankle.

  Zhou Wanrou flinched subconsciously, and said in a crying voice: "Xi... what are you doing?"

  She has a soft oval face, with tears in her eyes, which makes people feel pity involuntarily.

Zhou Weijun frowned again, stretched out his hand to stop Xie Xihe, and said, "I will investigate the matter of the audio later, and if it is found out that she did it, I will give the Xie family an explanation, but that is all for today. until."

  He looked at her with a hint of warning: "Xie Xihe, you have enough time."

  Xie Xihe glanced at him, with a half-smile: "I don't?"

  Different from the respectful and obedient ones in the past, with a bit of rebelliousness and sloppyness, but somehow people can't take their eyes off.

  Zhou Weijun frowned with some discomfort, and looked at her silently.

  Xie Xihe has already withdrawn his gaze, while pinching Zhou Wanrou's ankle, he said: "Didn't you say that your ankle is injured and you won't be able to participate in the performance for a while? Since you made a mistake, I will naturally be responsible for healing you."

   As Xie Xihe spoke, he increased the strength of his subordinates.

   After the crisp sound of "click", the bones in the ankle were immediately dislocated.

  Looking at Zhou Wanrou's trembling body in pain, the smile on Xie Xihe's lips deepened: "The Xinglin family of the Xie family, as the daughter of the Xie family, my medical skills can be cured even for simple bruises."

   Zhou Wan looked up at her softly.

   Xie Xihe gave her a friendly smile, and the strength between his fingers did not decrease by half.

   There was another "click", and the misplaced bones were instantly reset.

  Xie Xihe stood up, took two paper towels from a table not far away to wipe his hands, and said with a smile, "It's fine, no thanks."

  Zhou Wanrou's forehead was sweating, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't even utter a word, but she could only watch helplessly as the girl strode towards the rest area.

  A snow-white light flashed across the air, and the next moment, a crumpled tissue landed firmly in front of Zhou Wanrou.

   Silent disgust.

   Zhou Wanrou's hands hanging on both sides tightened violently, hatred welling up in his eyes!

  (end of this chapter)