Those gloating tones and sarcastic eyes made Xia Zhijun feel so ashamed and angry that she pushed away her chair, ran out with red eyes, and bumped into someone outside the door.
She staggered and almost fell over, but Ji Mingwei held her shoulders to steady her, "Senior Xia, be careful when you walk. If you accidentally break your jewelry again, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford the compensation!"
"You..." Xia Zhijun looked up and saw Ji Mingwei with a bright spring face, and couldn't hide her anger in her heart.
All her misfortunes during this period were caused by this bitch.
"I advise Miss Ji not to be too complacent. Not everything will go well. As a junior, you have to be humble and low-key. If you are too ostentatious, you may be in trouble." Her words seemed kind-hearted, but they were actually full of warnings.
Ji Mingwei smiled faintly and said casually: "I have never done anything wrong, and I am not afraid of retribution. But you, senior..."
Xia Zhijun's heart skipped a beat and she asked inexplicably nervously: "What do you mean?"
"Actually, I once studied divination and fortune-telling, and I can see things that others can't see."
Ji Mingwei paused after speaking here, her eyes fell on Xia Zhijun's shoulder inadvertently, and said meaningfully: "For example, I can see a vague shadow on Senior Xia's right shoulder, like a
The unformed baby..."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Zhijun's face suddenly turned pale, his pupils shrank violently, his face was distorted to a certain extent, and he said angrily: "You are talking nonsense!"
Ji Mingwei seemed startled by her: "Senior Xia, why are you so angry?"
The corner of Xia Zhijun's mouth twitched, and white hair broke out in cold sweat on his head. His voice was trembling, but there was still a hint of sarcasm, "What age are we in now? We are still practicing feudal superstition. If we spread the word, we are not afraid of being treated as a joke."
?"
Ji Mingwei nodded clearly and said in a gentle tone: "It all depends on the individual whether you believe in this kind of thing or not. I'm just casually reminding you, senior, and I don't mean any harm."
Xia Zhijun always felt that there was something behind her words, or that she knew something.
"Thank you for reminding me, I still have things to do." After that, she left in a hurry, her feet were unsteady and she almost fell.
Ji Mingwei looked at her leaving figure with a sneer. It turned out that she would be scared too!
This is just the beginning.
…
Xia Zhijun walked back all the way, with Ji Mingwei's words echoing in her mind. She said there was a black shadow on her shoulder...
Xia Zhijun didn't believe it at first, but she didn't know if it was because of her heart. She felt that her right shoulder really seemed to be a little heavy.
And her neck felt cold, as if an evil spirit was blowing cold air on her neck.
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. When she returned to the room, she made a video call to the old man, "Master, help me..."
She explained everything that happened today to the other party from beginning to end.
The more he listened, the darker the old man's face became, and he spoke in an old voice: "Ms.
Are you getting deeper?"
Xia Zhijun's brows were filled with worry: "But didn't you tell me, master, that she's not simple?"
"So what?" The old man's eyes were dark, like an old monk in trance, and he spoke slowly: "From what you said today, I can deduce that the reason why the set of photos on your phone was sent to the director
On WeChat, it should be her handwriting."
"What?!" Xia Zhijun's face suddenly turned sinister and ferocious, and her eyes were filled with resentment: "It's her, she actually -"
The old man interrupted her words and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that she could be so out of control. She even ran up to you and showed off her power, saying that there was a black shadow on your shoulder. This kind of trick that can't be put on the table is just
I can use it to bluff you."
Xia Zhijun looked slightly stunned.
"Don't worry, she is no match for me! We will take a long-term plan and find a perfect way to eradicate her, and we will never let her become an obstacle to you!" the old man vowed.
After listening to his words, Xia Zhijun felt relieved, and the nervousness just now was finally gone.
"Master, you are right. There is no opponent that I cannot eliminate. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
…
Not long after Ji Mingwei finished shooting the commercial, she received a call from her mother Fu Yuelan. Her tone was full of surprise and she said immediately: "Weiwei, your eldest brother is coming back!"
Ji Mingwei was startled when she heard this.
The eldest brother of the Ji family, Ji Mingxiu.
The original owner had never seen this person in his memory.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the country's scientific research and spent time in the laboratory all year round. Except for the occasional phone call home to report that he was safe, there was almost no news about him.
Even though he knew that his biological sister had been found, he didn't have time to come back and take a look because the experiment entered a tense stage.
This sudden return, Ji Mingwei guessed, was related to the divorce between Fu Yuelan and Ji Kai.
"Congratulations, mom, you can meet your eldest brother."
Hearing this, Fu Yuelan was silent for a while, and then cautiously said: "The Ji family is holding a welcome banquet tomorrow, Weiwei, I want to see him at first sight, but I have no position now...
"
"Mom, he is your son. Of course you have a stand and you have to go in an open and honest manner." Ji Mingwei knew her concerns, so she said calmly: "You will go first with the commendation tomorrow. I will fly back and arrive later.
As long as we are here, no one will look down on you or bully you."
Fu Yuelan was so moved that her voice was choked with sobs, "Thank you Weiwei."
Ji Mingwei smiled calmly: "I am your daughter, there is no need to express gratitude between mother and daughter."
…
The next day, Ji Mingwei flew back from Yucheng, wearing a mask covering most of her face, and then went to a coffee shop near the airport to order a cup of coffee.
While waiting, she clicked on her phone to kill time. When her eyes fell on the table opposite to her inadvertently, a glimmer of light flashed in her clear and bright eyes.
I saw a thin man sitting in the middle of the table. He was wearing a white shirt, with broad shoulders and long legs. His skin was very white, his face had good lines, and he had a pair of glass-like eyes with a gold frame.
With his glasses, he doesn’t look like a polite scumbag, but like a wise scholar.
There were four foreigners sitting on his left and right, all of whom were very different from him in temperament and appearance.
Although those people were not vicious types, the aura they exuded was actually very familiar to Ji Mingwei. It was bloody and murderous.
One of the yellow-haired men put his hand under the table, put the gun in his pocket against the scholar's abdomen, and said in a relatively obscure foreign language: "Professor Ji, I advise you to be more sensible and lead the class honestly."
Let’s go get something, otherwise don’t blame me for being cruel!”