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The moment Yang Jingshu's pupils disappeared, Fang Ran's body trembled under the stage, and even her lips trembled.

She couldn't hear any sound now, and could only see Yang Jingshu's figure that suddenly knelt down half-kneeling, and her snow-white eyes when she turned back.

Yang Jingshu, something happened to Yang Jingshu!

【Holy shit! Yang Da actually fell into the trap? ? ? ? 】

[What’s going on with this “cat person”? What did it just say? Yang Da obviously could suppress the mental pollution just now! 】

[I heard it, it seemed like something, sister, killed it with my own hands or something like that...]

【? ? ? ? etc? What does it mean? Yang Da personally killed her own sister? ? 】

[How is that possible? Yang Da doesn’t have a sister at all. She does have an alpha brother. I haven’t heard that she has a sister? 】

[As far as I know, there are no sisters, including cousins, cousins, etc.]

[Then what happened to the sister who was killed by Yang Da himself? 】

[Let’s just say, is there a possibility that this is a lie made up by “Cat Man” to confuse Yang Da? 】

[...It's possible, after all, Yang Da's mental condition doesn't seem to be very good now]

【…】

The barrage was a mess, with countless words and speculations taking turns, and everyone holding their own opinions and arguing endlessly.

Main city villa area.

"What's going on? Shouldn't Jingshu's memory have been erased!"

The tall middle-aged man patted the table hard, his chest rising and falling: "This is a medical error! A serious medical error!"

The male alpha in butler clothes next to him wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered:

"Sir, nothing that happens in "Miracles" is surprising. Even if the lady forgets what happened when she was a child, she may still be hooked by the monsters in the copy..."

He felt that what he said was right, but he saw the middle-aged alpha at the desk throwing his tea cup. The hot tea splashed everywhere, and the sound of breaking porcelain interrupted his words.

The male alpha shut up instantly, not daring to continue talking.

The middle-aged alpha who dropped the cup gasped for breath. When he opened his eyes, the forbearance and anger in his eyes were mixed together, and finally turned into an emotion that was too complicated to understand.

"Forget it, as soon as Jingshu performs a "miracle", bring her sleeping tea, or—"

The middle-aged male alpha closed his eyes and almost squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Just give her a few injections of sedatives."

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Fang Ran was restless in her seat. Just when she was about to stand up, someone suddenly sat down next to her and held down her arm.

"do not move."

He Ziyun looked up while sitting down and saw the remaining blood stains on Fang Ran's ears.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and grabbed the other person's arm, forcibly stopping the other person from getting up.

Fang Ran was obviously startled. She turned her head to look at the young man, opened her mouth, and then retracted it because she was afraid that she would not be able to control the volume.

"He Ziyun? What are you doing here?"

Fang Ran opened his mouth silently, trying his best to make his mouth shape understandable.

He Ziyun did not explain, he frowned and looked at Fang Ran, quickly clicked on the light screen with his right hand, swiped it to the corner of the mall, and bought a pill.

He handed the pill to Fang Ran, who looked confused, and motioned for her to swallow it quickly.

Fang Ran took it in shock and swallowed it before he could react.

The pills were so painful that she looked grim for several seconds before she regained her composure.

A warm stream of heat flowed to the auricle, and within just a few minutes, Fang Ran found that he could hear.

She looked at the young man in front of her blankly, her lips trembled, and she struggled to say: "How much popularity is this?"

He Ziyunxian glanced at her: "Fifty thousand."

Fang Ran's eyes widened: "How much, how much?"

Fifty thousand! Fifty thousand, damn! Her current total popularity value is less than 50,000? ! He Ziyun gave her away so casually?

He Ziyun was also a little surprised. He looked at Yang Jingshu on the stage with white eyes and a dazed look on her face, and said with some confusion:

"Speaking of which, why didn't Yang Jingshu buy you this?"

Fang Ran was silent for a moment, "Sister Jing, she doesn't seem to be looking at the mall at all."

Things happened so suddenly that Yang Jingshu, not to mention Yang Jingshu, didn't even think of the mall. Of course, this had something to do with the fact that she couldn't afford anything.

The most important thing is that most of Fang Ran's shopping mall shopping malls are dusty, which means that she can't afford most of the useful things, so she simply doesn't look at them.

In the final analysis, it is a matter of money.

Fang Ran lowered her head. The sudden recovery of her hearing made her want to go on stage even more:

"Mr. He, Sister Jing is not in a good situation right now..."

He Ziyun hummed, looked at Yang Jingshu who was kneeling on one knee on the stage and looking around blankly, and said lightly:

"No, she knew what she was doing."

"Fang Ran——"

He Ziyun suddenly turned his head to look at her and said in a calm tone: "You should understand better than me that caring leads to chaos."

Fang Ran froze on the spot, her hand hanging by her side began to tremble slowly, as if she had Parkinson's disease, and she did not recover for a long time.

Her throat became a little dry: "What do you know?"

He Ziyun looked at her quietly and smiled: "Although I know that it is not advisable to randomly investigate other people's past, sometimes you can still investigate."

Under the looming light, the long-haired young man's eyes were as deep as the night, revealing every trace of coldness: "For example, Miss Fang's mother."

Fang Ran was startled. When he raised his head, the originally gentle and kind woman's face turned pale, and even her eyes became a little distorted.

"you--"

She was about to speak when she was interrupted by the young man.

"Shhh."

He Ziyun did not reveal the hidden embarrassment of others at all. He smiled and pointed at Yang Jingshu who started to try to pet the "cat person" on the stage, and said softly:

"I'm not that interested in other people's privacy. I just checked it casually. Don't worry, we are not enemies."

"To be precise, to a certain extent, we can even be regarded as allies, although the connection will be severed at the first touch."

The long-haired young man's voice was still a little hoarse. He stared at the anchors and NPCs dancing on the stage, and his tone was calm:

"I don't know what you and the people behind you want from me, but unfortunately, I will not be a chess piece to be slaughtered."

"What I want to do is be a chess player."

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on the stage.

Yang Jingshu began to have hallucinations in front of her eyes. Large swaths of black mist enveloped her whole body, rolling her whole body into darkness.

The cold wind was biting, and deep in the dark corner, two girls, one big and one small, held hands, absorbing the warmth from each other, and walked forward step by step.

"Sister, where are we going?"