Jing'er heard Liu Jiamu walking around all night, and she couldn't sleep. Liu Jiamu would sometimes walk and talk to himself.
Fortunately, the old man flew to the United States in the afternoon, otherwise, he would have had insomnia tonight.
In fact, no one can sleep tonight.
Lin Lefeng originally wanted to wait for Liu Jiamu to fall asleep and go to Jing'er. He had many things to say to Jing'er slowly at night, but now that he was interrupted, he felt angry. But he just opened the door.
, Liu Jiamu suddenly appeared, like a ghost, and he was so angry that he slammed the door and entered the room.
The next day, everyone showed up with panda eyes. Even the rich man, who had always been heartless, walked out of the room rubbing his bruised and swollen eyes, saying somewhat unluckily: "Damn, this life is so frustrating!"
After saying that, he glared at Liu Jiamu fiercely.
Liu Jiamu went downstairs with a smile on her face and wanted to go into the kitchen. Sister Yu had been on vacation and came back early this morning to make breakfast. She looked up and saw Liu Jiamu standing at the door and asked, "Miss Liu?"
Sister Yu has been working in the Liu family for many years and has met Liu Jiamu before, so she recognizes him at the first sight.
"Hello, Sister Yu, let me make breakfast!" Liu Jiamu said with a smile on her face.
Sister Yu asked strangely: "Can you make breakfast?" The Liu Jiamu in my memory was a delicate girl who had no fingers in the spring water. She had a somewhat arrogant and arrogant personality. It seems that people can really change.
Liu Jiamu rolled up his sleeves and automatically took off Sister Yu's apron, "I've learned it, but it's not as delicious as Sister Yu's."
Everyone looked at each other. At this time, she was quite normal.
Several people were squatting on the sofa, and the rich man asked: "I have a question, is this Liu Jiamu just faking it?"
Jing'er shook her head, "No, she is indeed confused, or she was given an order and only believed in doing it."
"Is it Lao Wen who gave the order?" The wealthy man looked at Lin Lefeng.
Jing'er answered on Lin Lefeng's behalf, "It's not him, it's Zhang Junsheng!"
"I really don't understand, how did that servant fall in love with him? He has been doing business in the United States and only recently returned to China." Lao Qian had investigated his information in the crime team before, and everyone felt that he was the least likely person.
suspicious.
"The Sword of Destruction and its servants are not difficult to deal with. In addition to them, there is another person who should be using the sword of destruction. I suspected it was a zombie. I remember Li Xinyu told me at the beginning because I once blocked a zombie.
energy, and the zombie group behind him came to deal with me. I waited for a long time, but they didn't show up, so I have reason to suspect that they are allied with the servants now." Jing'er said.
"That is to say, after we have defeated the Sword of Destruction, we have to deal with him again? This has nothing to do with us, right? With Mao Letian here, their family members are zombie nemesis!" Lao Qian is a carefree person.
Jing'er glanced at him, "The problem is, they are here for me."
"..." Lao Qian was also very helpless. Jing'er's words meant that it was impossible for them not to take action.
Lin Lefeng looked at the rich man and the old money, "I'll leave all this to you. Please help Jing'er, she can't handle it alone."
"Why can't she handle it? She's worth ten thousand per person!" Lao Qian glanced sideways at Jing'er and hummed.
"Death!" Lin Lefeng looked at him with serious eyes.
Lao Qian glanced at him and said, "Come on, can I not help? Now I eat other people's food and live in other people's homes. They are under the eaves and I don't dare to climb when she asks me to leave."
The rich man shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I can do whatever you want. As long as she continues to use the Long family's magic to help me seal my bad luck."
Jing'er held Lin Lefeng's hand and looked at him.
Lin Lefeng's expression was also a little sad, but in order to comfort Jing'er, he forced a smile, rubbed the hair on her forehead, and said: "Relax, everything will be fine."
Jing'er felt restless and gently nestled her head on his shoulder, "Well, I know...ah..."
Before Jing'er finished speaking, she felt a pain in her scalp, as if someone had pulled her hair.
Lin Lefeng turned around suddenly and saw Liu Jiamu holding a kitchen knife in one hand and grabbing Jing'er's hair with the other. He looked at Jing'er angrily and said angrily: "Go away, don't get close to him, don't dirty him!"
Lin Lefeng held Liu Jiamu's hands hard and said angrily: "Are you crazy? Let her go!"
Liu Jiamu's face was crazy, but his eyes were extremely bright, "I don't want her to get close to you, she is dirty, and she doesn't deserve to get close to you."
Jing'er used spiritual energy to push Liu Jiamu away, stretched out her hands to rub her scalp, and looked back at Liu Jiamu. Liu Jiamu fell to the ground, but still wanted to get up and rush to Jing'er. Sister Yu followed closely and sat on her lap.
Then he stepped on her wrists with his feet apart, slapped her twice on the left and right, and said angrily: "Are you acting mean here? You didn't want Master Le Feng at the beginning, and now you want to destroy the relationship between husband and wife, I'll beat you to death for not wanting this.
Face."
"Sister Yu, no!" Jing'er jumped over and pulled Sister Yu away before Liu Jiamu went crazy. The wealthy man quickly jumped over and clamped down on Liu Jiamu, grabbed her finger, and bit her hard. The finger immediately became bloody.
The madness on Liu Jiamu's face slowly disappeared. She looked at the rich man blankly, and her expression seemed to be much clearer. She reached out and pushed the rich man away, with confusion in her eyes, "Who are you?"
The rich man stood up, turned around and said to Jing'er: "My bad luck can temporarily suppress her bad luck, but it can only be temporary."
"Le Feng? Long Jing'er?" Liu Jiamu seemed to have just arrived, with a surprised look on his face, "Why are you here? No, no," she looked around, "Why am I here?"
Lin Lefeng and Jing'er looked at each other. Jing'er had already fixed her hair and still looked a little stunned. Lin Lefeng asked: "Don't you remember?"
Liu Jiamu asked: "What do you remember?"
"You came to me, but you just fainted!" Lin Lefeng said.
Liu Jiamu was stunned for a moment, "I came to see you?" She looked at her watch, "I came to see you so early? What do I want to see you for?"
"You fainted before you said anything to me." Lin Lefeng answered cautiously. He didn't know when Liu Jiamu forgot what happened. Her expression was a little different from what she had been seeing these past few days. On the contrary, there was
A little bit as arrogant and arrogant as before.
Liu Jiamu sat on the sofa, rubbed his face with his hands, and looked a little confused, "I don't remember what I came to see you for. No, I'm not at the Long Law Firm?"
Jing'er and Lin Lefeng looked at each other, and it seemed that Liu Jiamu's memory was before she fell from the building that day. In other words, she had been controlled since she was in the lawyer's office.
"What are you doing at the lawyer's office?" Lin Lefeng asked.
Liu Jiamu glanced at Jing'er and said, "I'll go find her and have a word with her."
"What did you say?" asked the rich man.
Liu Jiamu glanced at the rich man coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"
The rich man was frustrated, snorted gloomily and stopped talking.
Liu Jiamu's consciousness lasted less than ten minutes. After a while, she began to go into the kitchen to make breakfast in a daze. Sister Yu spread her hands and looked at Lin Lefeng with questioning sunshine. Lin Lefeng pointed at her brain, meaning
Tell Sister Yu that Liu Jiamu has a brain problem.