Chapter 32 Not the Bastard in the Wishing Well
Su Zhe'an was completely stunned. Even the boss' apology to him seemed like he didn't hear it.
After Qin Niao was frightened, she looked at Shi Ling with shining eyes, "Ling Ling, you are so smart!"
Shi Ling was actually a little confused, but he seemed to feel that this should be the case.
Su Zhe'an gradually calmed down, "Coincidence, it must be a coincidence! Shi Ling, I don't believe in those things about strange powers and chaos. Don't think that I will ask you for help like those fools on the Internet!"
Su Zhe'an said he didn't believe it, but he ran away quickly. He even looked up before leaving, for fear that the chandelier would fall and hit him on the head.
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Yuncheng Jingjia.
Mr. Jing sat quietly in his study alone, gently wiping the photo of his beloved daughter. His eyes were bloodshot and he had aged a lot overnight.
There was noise outside the door.
"Master, Miss Huanhuan is clamoring to come see you." The housekeeper came in to announce.
When Jing Huanhuan was mentioned, Mr. Jing's eyes were full of complexity. He held his daughter's portrait tightly and finally said sadly: "Gone. The apartment that was given to her before will not be taken back. The clothes and jewelry in her room were packed and sent to her. In the past, she has nothing to do with the Jing family since then."
It was raining heavily outside the window, and at the door of the villa, Jing Huanhuan's tears mixed with the rain kept flowing down.
She kept calling her grandpa, but the bodyguards prevented her from even entering the villa.
She only thought that things in the world were ridiculous. Two days ago, she was talking to her sisters in the circle about the bloody incident of her fake daughter being kicked out of the house. Unexpectedly, she would become a character in the drama in an instant.
When she saw the housekeeper coming out, hope flashed in her eyes, and she rushed forward to grab him and asked: "Uncle Wang, my father was taken away after my mother was harmed, and grandpa doesn't recognize me either?"
Butler Wang also watched Jing Huanhuan grow up, and he sympathized with the girl who was still kept in the dark. He couldn't bear to tell her the truth: "Miss Huanhuan, you and the old man are not related by blood."
Jing Huanhuan fell to the ground in despair, and did not listen to what Butler Wang relayed. She kept looking at the lighted room on the second floor, crying and shouting: "Impossible, how could grandpa not want Huanhuan..."
As the lights in the second floor window went out, hatred flashed in Jing Huanhuan's eyes, but she still knelt on the ground and cried Wang felt particularly pitiful when he saw her. After returning to the villa, he couldn't help but plead with Mr. Jing: "Old man, Miss Huanhuan didn't know anything about Bao Liang's plot before. She has always treated you as her own grandfather... "
Mr. Jing's voice was desolate, "That's why I gave her a place to live and enough money. But, no more."
Jing Huanhuan is pitiful, but aren't his daughter and grandson who were killed in the fire pitiful?He couldn't treat Jing Huanhuan like he did Bo Liang, but he also couldn't dote on Jing Huanhuan like before.
As for the Jing family property, even if he donated it, he would never give it to their daughter to inherit as Bo Liang wanted! ……
With the clues provided by the female ghost in sometimes Ling's live broadcast room and the support provided by the Jing family, the police quickly found out the truth about the arson case that year and issued an official report with white letters on a blue background.
That night, Shi Ling opened the live broadcast room as usual to conduct a sleep test in the haunted house, and the number of people increased dramatically.
[The official report has come out. It is true that Bo has committed a crime and has been detained!What a joy! 】
[When Meng Qi happened, I knew that the anchor must be psychic, but now I see that the anchor is indeed a metaphysics master hidden behind the network cable! 】
[Boss, I will take the second subject tomorrow, please help me pass it! 】
[Boss, I’m going to confess my love to the goddess tomorrow, please wish me a beautiful woman! 】
[Boss, look at me, I failed high school mathematics last semester. I will go back to school to make up the exam in a few days. Please help me pass]
Shi Ling looked at the sudden change in the direction of the barrage and couldn't help but said: "I am a sleep tester in the haunted house, not the bastard in the wishing well."
Netizens commented "Hahahahaha" and continued to make wishes as if no one else was around after the barrage passed.
[Anchor, my husband cheated on me and abused me, but I love him very much. Is there any way you can help me get rid of other women and win him back? 】
Shi Ling looked at the increasingly outrageous wishes, and the veins on his forehead twitched slightly.
(End of this chapter)