Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

Jiang Ling got up early as usual.

Pei Qian was still trying hard to digest the ghost pill.

The entire Pei family was as quiet as yesterday, without a single servant.

When Pei Huaizhi saw Jiang Ling coming down from upstairs, he personally brought breakfast to her and pulled out a chair like a gentleman.

Jiang Ling has long been accustomed to being served by others.

"Ms. Jiang, this is the latest laptop. Should I put the desktop computer in the alchemy room or in your bedroom? If you think neither is appropriate, I will go and clean up a study room for you."

Jiang Ling picked up the chopsticks, picked up a shrimp and put it into her mouth.

"bedroom."

"Okay, take your time, I'll install it right away so as not to affect Miss Jiang's broadcast."

Jiang Ling nodded.

Not bad, sensible.

It was Jiang Ling’s first time using a computer, so she was a little uncomfortable and installed the live broadcast APP in a somewhat clumsy manner.

After a series of operations, it was soon time to start the show.

Jiang Yingxue, who had been watching the live broadcast, suddenly received the news that she had become an administrator, and the corners of her mouth could not help but rise.

She really became the administrator of her daughter’s live broadcast room!

He hurriedly sat up, holding the phone in both hands, staring at the rapidly refreshing barrage without blinking.

I didn't even hear the knock on the door.

It wasn't until he noticed someone coming in that he looked up.

"Yingxue, long time no see."

Fan Zengcheng appeared in the ward holding lilies in one hand and holding Qi He's hand in the other.

The white curtains were blown up by the wind, carrying along years of memories.

Jiang Yingxue immediately put away the smile on her face and turned her eyes away, unwilling to look at them.

"Where is Yun'an? He's not here? I heard that Lingling is back?" Fan Zengcheng put the flowers on the bedside table and asked with a low smile.

"Get out, you are not welcome here." Jiang Yingxue held her breath and threw the flower far away with all her strength.

Fan Zengcheng's face darkened a little, his eyes darkened, but he quickly regained his gentleness: "Don't be so excited, I have really let you down over the years, here are 10 million, please accept it."

Qi He followed up and said, "Sister, this is all my fault. God punished me by not being able to give birth to a son. So, we want Yun An to come home and inherit the family business."

This is of course false.

Fan Zengcheng consulted many masters yesterday, but was repeatedly rejected. Only one master gave them some advice.

Sacrifice your own child, preferably a boy, to bind the evil god.

He has a very fierce and powerful evil god in his hands, who can not only help their family get rid of the current backlash, but also deal with Jiang Ling.

So, the first person they thought of was the child who was stranded outside, Jiang Yunan.

Not only did they investigate the life trajectories of the mother and daughter in recent years, but they also found out that Jiang Ling had never visited her mother in the hospital.

From this they inferred that Jiang Ling did not have any deep feelings for her mother and brother.

By calculating the time of Jiang Ling's live broadcast accurately, they would not be afraid of accidentally running into Jiang Ling in the hospital.

When she heard about returning home to inherit the family business, Jiang Yingxue's eyes flickered for a moment.

Her son suffered a lot because of her and he didn't even finish college.

If what they said was true, going back to inherit the family business would give him a bright future. In short, it would be much better than following her.

Seeing Jiang Yingxue remained silent, Fan Zengcheng guessed that she knew nothing, secretly delighted, and continued: "It's all my fault. I feel ashamed of you all these years."

"That's right, sister. After all, Yun An is Zeng Cheng's child, and he's a boy. What belongs to him should be his. We think the child is not young anymore, so it's time to take him back and raise him well. What do you think, sister?"

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Yun'an walked in with a lunch box and glanced at the two of them coldly.

He will never forget the faces of these two people in his life.

That day, the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was a thunderstorm. He knelt at the gate and begged his father to save his mother, even if it was just to give him some money, which he would consider as a loan.

The two men stood under the eaves, looking down on him and mocking him.

Even the servants who were watching looked at him as if he were a dog.

At that time, the man said word by word: 'I don't have a son as cowardly as you.'

"Yun'an, they said they would take you back to inherit the family business." Jiang Yingxue's voice was gentle and cautious.

Jiang Yun'an was just thinking about chasing the man away when Jiang Ling's words suddenly appeared in his mind.

She said that someone would come to see him in the next few days, and it would be up to him to make the choice.

Are they the people Jiang Ling is talking about?

But why did they come to me? How should I choose?

Jiang Yunan always felt that all this was very strange... strange in an indescribable way.

He touched the amulet Jiang Ling had given him in his handbag and said patiently, "Inherit the family business?"

"Yes, Yun'an, it was all dad's fault before. I have talked it over with your aunt and decided to train you and let you inherit the family business. What do you think?" Fan Zengcheng smiled kindly.

Jiang Yun'an looked at Fan Zengcheng with a cold face.

At 1.83 meters tall, she has long lost her childishness.

For a moment, Fan Zengcheng couldn't help but think of the crazy woman the day before.

He swallowed guiltily.

"I've found my sister." Jiang Yun'an deliberately changed the subject, put down the lunch box, and prepared food for his mother.

Fan Zengcheng smiled vaguely: "Ah? Yes, I know. I just heard about it. Good to have found it, good to have found it."

Jiang Yun'an's lips curled slightly: "I'll go over after I make the arrangements."

"Okay, okay, you're right to think so. When will it be arranged?" Fan Zengcheng was a little impatient.

Fan Xiaoyin was born with extremely bad luck. If she hadn't been absorbing Jiang Ling's luck, she wouldn't even be alive today.

With such an unexpected incident and backlash, Fan Xiaoyin would choke even when drinking cold water.

Not only is Fan Xiaoyin likely to collapse, but the company as well is facing many difficult problems today.

The sooner Jiang Yun'an is sacrificed, the better.

"In the evening," Jiang Yun'an said perfunctorily.

"Okay, fine, then we'll leave first and not disturb you."

The two left the ward hand in hand.

Jiang Yingxue's eyes were moist as she took the porridge served by Jiang Yun'an and stirred it gently with a spoon.

A tear fell into the spoon.

Jiang Yingxue choked up and said, "Yun'an, you must be good and run the company well. You know, that company..."

"I know, its surname is not Fan."

Jiang Yun'an didn't say much.

After paying a sum of money at the hospital, he also found a nurse. After everything was settled, he turned on his phone and just saw that Jiang Ling had gone off the air?

So early? Didn't it just start airing?

Jiang Yun'an was afraid that something might happen to Jiang Ling, so he immediately called her and Jiang Ling answered the phone immediately.

"Lingling, why did you end the broadcast so soon?"

Jiang Ling looked at the black screen of the computer and her mouth twitched...

She had no experience in using computers. She was drawing lucky bags and had nothing to do, so she fiddled with the computer keys. As a result...

I accidentally turned off the power and the live broadcast was forced to stop.

But for the sake of face, it is naturally impossible to tell the truth.

Jiang Ling: "Hmm...the power is out, what's up?"

Jiang Yunan frowned... Is there a high possibility of a power outage in Pei's house?

There must have been a power outage, otherwise how could the live broadcast be interrupted? Jiang Yun'an chose to believe Jiang Ling.

"I see. I thought something had happened. Fan Zengcheng came to find me."

Jiang Ling restarted the phone and said perfunctorily, "Yeah."

"I'm going."

Jiang Ling was surprised: "Oh?"

"It's a trap, right? My mother and I were so unlucky in the past, did they change our luck? Do they have some new evil tricks to let me in this time?"

Jiang Yunan didn't have the chance to watch the live broadcast during work hours, but he watched some of the recorded videos that Jiang Ling had successfully uploaded.

"Then go anyway." Jiang Ling reopened the live broadcast software.

"Would it be helpful for you if I went?"

Jiang Ling paused: "Yes."

"Okay, I'll go in the evening." Jiang Yun'an was inexplicably relieved.

Jiang Ling didn't understand and deliberately joked, "What if you die?"

"Don't worry, I will take care of mom's situation. Ten million should be enough. If she dies, Lingling, please stay with mom more."

Jiang Ling shrank the finger holding the mouse and hung up the phone.

what is this?

Family affection?

Just because she is his sister, he is willing to die?

I came back to my senses immediately: "Sorry, there was a power outage just now. I will start sending out the lucky bags again."