Bao Gucheng stared at the screen, long having cast aside his resentnt and feeling of neglect towards Bai He.
At this mont, the small woman on the other side of the screen was his entire world.
"Xiao Chenger, don’t frown."
After the emoji, another ssage ca through.
Bao Gucheng instinctively wiped his forehead, smoothing the faint crease, yet he had a heavy heart with nowhere to place his burdens—
The little woman was amazing, but perhaps she didn’t understand: each day he couldn’t find the remains of his brothers was a day he couldn’t truly open his heart, and no matter how sweet the mont, his brow would involuntarily furrow.
However, in the next second.
Zuzi’s ssage floated in once again.
"Xiao Cheng, if you want sothing done right, do it yourself. Sotis the most unlikely place is the answer."
Bao Gucheng was completely stunned.
The little woman didn’t misunderstand him at all; she understood him to the core.
Her words ant that... those superpower masters or eavesdropping thods were simply a waste of effort? To find the whereabouts of the remains, he needed to think of the answer himself?
Bao Gucheng leaned against the bathroom door, montarily forgetting to turn on the shower, lost in thought.
What is the place where it is most unlikely for the remains to be?
Could it be...
It couldn’t possibly have been buried again, right?
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The next morning.
Gu Pingting awoke in a disheveled state on the hotel room floor, feeling as if she had been skinned!
It was terrifying, that so-called Tarot Master Fei Ji was simply a pervert!
Even though she had once been involved with the director from the crew, doing things to exchange for better, more beautiful scenes.
But compared to now, the director was like a gentle saint, at least he was a normal man.
But Fei Ji... He, he, he was an animal, biting and tearing!
Her entire body of fat was bitten and torn beyond recognition.
In the past, maintaining the dical Beauty Bracelet didn’t cost her so much blood and flesh!
At this mont, she sowhat regretted agreeing so readily to Aunt last night to attend this eting.
But the condition Aunt proposed at that ti was really hard for her to refuse—Aunt said this master was very rich, earning hundreds of thousands to millions each ti he made predictions, and any pocket money he casually gave would start at least in the tens of thousands.
As long as she accompanied this master well, she could move out of that narrow, cramped rental room into a spacious and bright large apartnt, and when school started, she could buy whatever she wanted.
She had truly beco afraid of poverty recently.
The last ti the dical Beauty Bracelet backfired, she almost died in the rental house, with no one to care.
She really needed to escape that environnt.
She needed to make money!
After all, whatever work it was, it was just labor, there was nothing shaful about it. Lie there with hands outstretched and make money, what’s wrong with that?
Otherwise, as fat as she was now, no other n would be interested.
Aunt also said this master especially liked plump won.
Who knew that when the master said he "liked plump won," he ant to make her bleed, leaving no decent piece of flesh on her!
But Aunt said this needed to be done for seven days, seven tis!
Gu Pingting was a little scared, was getting cold feet, secretly feeling that doing this might lead to even more dreadful consequences.
She forced herself to sit up, timidly said to Fei Ji, who was lying in bed and had been awake for a while, browsing his phone: "M-Master, could you please settle today’s paynt, t-tomorrow I won’t do it anymore..."
But who knew.
Fei Ji didn’t even bother to acknowledge her.
He was browsing sothing on his phone, his expression sinister, and abruptly said: "Damn! It’s raining! How can it be raining? How is it possible to rain! I clearly predicted it wouldn’t rain!"
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