The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

The third day of pretending to be a ghost: "According to our relationship, you should call me your husband."

Duan Fei looked at Jiang Yiming as if he was looking at a monster.

"What the hell do you know?!" he screamed, his voice thin and high-pitched, piercingly harsh.

Duan Fei never thought of meeting in private for the first time, but Jiang Yiming immediately revealed the secret he had kept for several years.

He originally only wanted to ask how to save his marriage with his wife, but never thought that it was related to that incident.

Jiang Yiming looked at Duan Fei calmly, unaffected by the other party's hysteria.

He leaned against the long bar behind him, glanced at the wine in the bar cabinet, and twitched the corner of his mouth lightly.

"Mr. Duan Fei, you have no money or power in your life. You should have lived a life of poverty, but now you just casually take out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, which is in the low five figures. Where did the money come from?"

"You nonsense! Why do you..." Duan Fei's face turned pale and then red, and he clenched his fists and scolded.

Jiang Yiming cut off Duan Fei's words, and said unhurriedly: "Just because of your face."

"The heaven is short, which is regarded as a shallow blessing; the cheekbones are sunken, which is regarded as indecisive. In career, you are undecided, and you are so ambitious; in life, you do not see good people, and you will make trouble." Jiang Yiming spoke in a calm and unhurried manner. There is still the characteristic softness of southerners in his cavity, but the words he speaks can be sharp.

"You fart!" Duan Fei was so stimulated that he slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Jiang Yiming's nose and trembling.

Jiang Yiming gently moved Duan Fei's fingers away, and looked directly into Duan Fei's eyes: "You lost your father and mother at the age of ten, and all your family savings were spent due to your parents' serious illness."

Duan Fei shook his lips, "You must have searched on the Internet...!"

"I entered the music industry at the age of 26. Although I was appreciated by others, I angered investors because I picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons. But it was a blessing in disguise and met my current wife. Married at 30 years old, had a son at 35 years old, and 37 years old. He became a 'late bloomer' music producer in the music scene at the age of [-]." Jiang Yiming continued, Duan Fei's expression turned ugly every time he said a word.

Not many people know about his youthful past, and even fewer people know the opportunity for him to meet his current wife.

Duan Fei shook his body, looking at Jiang Yiming with a little panic in his eyes: "How do you know? Who are you?"

"You are the one who found me, but you don't know who I am?" Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and his words were slightly surprised and even sarcasm.

Duan Fei closed his mouth, his heart skipping a beat.

After being punctured by Jiang Yiming on the stage of the training camp, he wondered how the other party would know. Later, he was introduced by a friend in the circle, and only then did he know that Jiang Yiming had another identity besides the identity of a draft talent.

Since the age of 16, he has been doing Fengshui for others. The wealthy gentry in Xiangjiang did not hesitate to fly from afar just to meet him and set the address of the shop and residence;

Zhong Yi, the former uncrowned king of the underground casino, died of a sudden illness. Jiang Yiming moved a few potted flowers in the front yard and changed the layout of the courtyard. After three days, the uncrowned king returned with a radiant face;

Regarding Jiang Yiming's miraculous ability, Duan Fei heard a lot from his friends, from the way to get rich, to saving lives, to Jiang Yiming's revelation of his marital crisis on stage, Duan Fei He rushed to the doctor in a hurry, and subconsciously regarded the other party as a... magic stick who could solve all kinds of problems. He only wanted to find the other party to solve his major marriage problems.

But at this moment, Duan Fei realized belatedly, since Jiang Yiming can solve so many troubles, then these obvious skills are just the tip of the iceberg...

As long as he wants to know, he can know; as long as he wants to find out the secret, he can find it.

Duan Fei looked into Jiang Yiming's scorched eyes and saw his pale and embarrassed reflection. He trembled suddenly, took two steps back, overturned the glass coffee table, and fell into a piece of glass.

Jiang Yiming frowned. Duan Fei's body was cut open several times by glass shards, and glass shards pierced into the exposed muscles.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed 120, then looked at Duan Fei, "You were destined to have a son at the age of 37, but you let that child come to this world two years earlier, and he was born with a pure yang horoscope. A person with a pure yang horoscope, Control your wife and control your mother, although your wife is difficult to give birth, she is a noble person, and the mother and child are still safe. You use the yang energy of your own flesh and blood to wash away your bad luck and change your life and luck. Although you look poor, you are still gradually making money. bag."

After he finished speaking, he asked back: "Am I right?"

Duan Fei's face was red and white, and he didn't speak. He held his wrist tightly, and the blood flowed from the place where the glass was pierced.

"The child was born two years ahead of schedule, and Youti's yang energy was taken away by his biological father, and he died before he was a year old. The son of Chunyang died young... the child's death must have been terrible?" Jiang Yiming looked at segment fee.

Duan Fei's eyes were red and he stared at the blood on his wrist. After a long silence, he said, "In the middle of the night, as if I had a premonition, I got up to see him by accident. He was lying in the crib. The head seemed to be inflated with air, the eyes turned white and turned completely white, and the skin on the body swelled into purple red, which was terribly hot."

"I hurriedly reached out to hug him, but I didn't expect to hug him like I was hugging a piece of iron, so hot that I threw it out subconsciously."

As he spoke, he finally raised his head to look at Jiang Yiming, and repeated word by word: "I threw my child out of the window."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed miserably, lowered his eyes again, and continued in a low voice: "At that time we were still living in an old house, seventeen floors high, and my whole brain was empty. I couldn't believe it was me. made."

"I quickly called my wife up and pointed to the empty crib, but I didn't know how to explain it... My wife thought the baby had crawled out, and later thought it was stolen. She searched everywhere and reported it again. police."

"I took the opportunity to search downstairs, but I couldn't find the child's body."

"The child disappeared, as if it disappeared out of thin air..." Duan Fei said softly, looking at his bleeding wrist without blinking.

He told Jiang Yiming that the child was missing, he was not lying, he never saw his child's body again, even after dawn, even after so many years, he never heard of someone discovering a dead baby.

"We moved later, and neither my wife nor I could continue to stay in the old house."

"After two years, I found that my wife always brought home strange things. When I saw these things, I thought of the old Taoist priest who told me how to change my luck... If I knew from the beginning that this was my child's life Come on, I will never have such an idea! I will not die..." Duan Fei murmured in a low voice, and his face was covered with tears before he knew it.

"...Your current wealth and wealth are all overdrafting your future and future fortune. In fact, your overdrafted money and wealth are coming to an end soon." Jiang Yiming said, his eyes fell on Duan Fei's bleeding on the wrist.

Duan Fei shook his head. In fact, no matter how much money he has in the past few years, it still cannot fill the emptiness in his heart.

"I just want to make up for my wife...I just want to hug my kids again..."

The siren of an ambulance came from outside. Jiang Yiming walked to the window and looked out. The ambulance drove into the narrow alley of the community.

"I want to ask you a question." Jiang Yiming said, "How did you find that old Taoist priest who taught you how to transfer luck?"

"I didn't find him, he found me."

Duan Fei raised his head, looked at Jiang Yiming, his eyes were scarlet: "He is the origin of the nightmare of my life."

After he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, the emergency personnel went upstairs, and Jiang Yiming opened the door for them.

Seeing the mess in front of them, two nurses with first aid kits subconsciously let out a soft cry, and quickly tied up Duan Fei's wound with a tourniquet.

Jiang Yiming can guess that there will be rumors of a fight between the student tutors this afternoon, and it is estimated that he will be accused of intentionally hurting others.

After Duan Fei's injury was treated urgently, two nurses were carrying him downstairs, when Duan Fei suddenly turned to look at Jiang Yiming, and asked hesitantly, "...do you know where he is?"

Jiang Yiming knew that Duan Fei was asking about the child who had died, so he didn't answer, watching the hope in Duan Fei's eyes dim again, and he was carried into the elevator.

Jiang Yiming walked to the window, took out his mobile phone and briefly talked to his agent about the situation here, and heard the agent on the other end almost screaming, asking him how he could make such a big news even when he was called to tell his fortune.

Jiang Yiming turned his head and thought for a while and replied: "It may be that ordinary people cannot bear the heavy hammer of fate."

"...Get lost." The manager replied.

Jiang Yiming pursed his lips, stood by the window of Duan Fei's apartment, lowered his eyes, holding a black square mobile phone in his hand, his eyelashes were longer and curved than a woman's, casting a shadow.

After standing there silently for a few minutes, Jiang Yiming turned and left, letting out a barely catchable sigh.

What he said was based on experience, but no one bought his account.

He took the elevator downstairs, and came out of the dim building alone, with a feeling of indifference and loneliness forgotten by time for some reason.

A black off-road vehicle was parked outside the building. When he walked out of the building, it started slowly and drove in front of him.

The dark window on the side of the driver's seat was rolled down, revealing a handsome face with a sharp outline.

The black hair, which is slightly longer than that of a man, is neatly and shiny with pomade, and a pair of sunglasses are placed on the bridge of the tall nose, exuding an abstinent but coquettish aura from beginning to end.

The man turned to Jiang Yiming: "Get in the car."

There was a smile in Jiang Yiming's eyes, as if his whole body was softened and warmed up. He got in the car and put on his seat belt, looked sideways at the man next to him, and said hello with a teasing lip: "Rapunzel, how do you know I'm here?" here?"

This nickname came out from childhood.When he was a child, the man had shoulder-length black hair, cold and handsome, with a delicate appearance, like a doll.

Although he has half-length black hair, no one regards him as a girl, and only Jiang Yiming dares to call him that and make fun of him.

"The Zhong family and the Jiang family are having dinner together today, and my aunt told me that you are here." The man didn't have much emotion when he heard the joking nickname, he explained patiently, and turned sideways to help Jiang Yiming turn over the seat belt Unwind.

Jiang Yiming looked down at the seat belt on his chest.

"Also, according to seniority, you should call me uncle." The man started the car and said calmly.

Jiang Yiming blinked, ha, this sentence is a counterattack to the previous sentence "Rapunzel".he thought.

"According to our relationship, you should call me a husband." Jiang Yiming said.

"Shout what?"

"Master."

"Oh."

"..."