No one notified me in advance. Everyone in the end times is crazy.

"Not bad, not bad, you've made great progress."

The veins on Yu Jiajia's forehead bulged, and she cursed at the person behind the man in black, "Xu Yu! Are you going to die if you don't pretend? I thought some big shot was going to show up."

"Don't say that. Why can't I be the boss?"

Yu Jiajia shrugged and sneered: "Ha~"

After looking around and not seeing Luo Shiyu, he asked again, "Where's Xiaoyuer?"

"You'll know in a minute."

The two waited for about two or three minutes, and then saw a beautiful woman in a cheongsam and high heels carrying an unconscious man on her shoulders and throwing the man in front of them in full view of everyone.

Seeing Luo Shiyu, Yu Jiajia subconsciously put her injured hand in her pocket, trying to act as natural as possible, not wanting to make him worry.

Xu Yu looked at the perfect way of tying the rope, gave Luo Shiyu a thumbs up and praised: "Good, good!"

Yu Jiajia frowned slightly, moved her mouth, and still couldn't help cursing: "Where's Good Nima? Did you teach me how to tie people up? Can you teach Xiaoyuer a little bit?"

Turning his gaze to Luo Shiyu, he continued, "And you, with so many people watching, aren't you afraid of your identity being exposed?"

Luo Shiyu brushed off the dust on his shoulders and explained, "Don't worry, I walked on the rooftop, so no one outside saw me."

"But everyone in the mall is watching."

Xu Yu quietly leaned over to Yu Jiajia's ear and whispered, "What are you afraid of? I have you here. I see your mental strength has improved a lot. Have you secretly advanced to S level?"

"How did you find out?"

"You could only control one person before, but what about now?" Xu Yu said as he spread his hands towards the men in black, and his agreement was obvious.

"I was careless. There's really nothing I can do." Yu Jiajia snapped her fingers and said, "The ghost realm unfolds, 'Fictional Dream'."

The mall was instantly shrouded in purple mist.

The fog cleared and everyone continued to do their own things as if nothing had happened.

The man in black and the sniper were all gone.

Xu Yu scratched his head, feeling strange, but couldn't tell what was strange.

Yu Jiajia said with a somewhat impatient tone, "You said you wanted to invite Xiaoyuer to the fourth floor for dessert, so why are you still standing here?"

There was something to gain, so Luo Shiyu quickly agreed: "That's right! Take me there quickly."

Actually, he also felt it was strange, but compared to the cake, none of it mattered.

Xu Yu asked doubtfully, "Am I so kind?"

"I don't care, since you said so, let's go!"

Luo Shiyu dragged Xu Yu to the fourth floor.

Yu Jiajia glanced at her skill box.

"Fictional Dreams"

It emits a fog that blocks vision, centered on itself.

All targets in the fog will become puppets whose minds can be controlled. (The more complex the instructions, the higher the mental power consumed)

The puppet will not have any memory of being controlled, and will not even realize that it has been controlled.

In your ghost realm, you are the absolute "king."

"A king? What a ridiculous description."

After making fun of herself, Yu Jiajia went to the bathroom on the first floor alone.

He walked straight to the innermost compartment and opened the door. The sniper who was tied up by Luo Shiyu looked at Yu Jiajia with a look of panic.

This was the most evil thing he had encountered in all his years in the industry.

Not only did the sniper attempt fail, he couldn't even remember how he was captured.

Yu Jiajia locked the door, made a "hush" gesture to him, and then took off the tie that was covering his mouth.

Her eyes shone with a faint light as she beckoned, "Be good! Listen to your mother and tell me, who is your employer? What is your purpose in shooting me?"

The sniper's eyes grew hollow, his voice mechanical and dull as he replied, "I'm affiliated with the Feng Group. My daily mission is to secretly protect the young lady. Just a few days ago, I received another mission."

"About me?"

"Yes. The young lady is about to be married, and the master wants us to remove all obstacles. Regardless of whether the young lady is just joking or sincere, this date is a trap carefully designed for you."

"Are those men in black also from your family?"

"Yes, their mission is to bring the young lady home."

"Then you've hit a wall."

Yu Jiajia untied the ropes that bound him and ordered, "Return to your post. Remember! You have never seen me before."

"Yes."

After letting the sniper go, Yu Jiajia came to the mirror, ruffled her hair, tore her clothes, looked very embarrassed, and ran back to greet Feng Qingqing.

There was a knock on the fitting room door, and Feng Qingqing's heart jumped into her throat.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Hearing the gentle and slightly tired voice outside, Feng Qingqing opened the door without hesitation and rushed over.

The moment she fell into Yu Jiajia's arms, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Wow, wow, wow~ Why are you so stupid~ Just leave me alone, are you hurt? Those people didn't do anything to you, did they?"

"No, I ran fast and left them all behind."

Yu Jiajia took out the tissues she brought with her and wiped her tears, coaxing her in a child-like tone: "Okay, stop crying. If your makeup gets smudged, you'll look like an ugly duckling."

"You, with your little freckles, are the ugly duckling!" Feng Qingqing acted like a spoiled brat, clenched her fist and punched Yu Jiajia lightly in the abdomen.

"Ouch!"

Yu Jiajia pretended to be seriously injured, holding her stomach and taking several steps back.

"How are you? Quick! Go to the hospital!"

Feng Qingqing's helpless look made Yu Jiajia laugh, and he spread out his hands to show it.

"I'm fine, just teasing you."

"real or fake?"

"It's okay."

"How come your clothes are so damaged?"

"I tore it myself, trendy!"

"I don't believe you. It must have been those men in black who did it."

"It's really not true."

"I know you're saying this because you're afraid I'll worry. I'm not a fool. I can guess some things."

Yu Jiajia didn't say anything and tried hard to hold back her laughter.

"Your clothes are definitely unwearable. I'll give you a few new ones as compensation."

"No, just sew it up. Buying a new one is too expensive."

"Your girlfriend is the daughter of one of the world's top ten richest people! Just keep what you bought for yourself, no need to save money for me!"

Feng spoke softly, calling the salesperson over and pointing to the clothes on several rows of shelves.

"This, this, and these, pack them all for me in his size!"

"It's too much for me to take back."

"It's okay, I'll call a truck to take it back."

Feng Qingqing felt more and more frustrated the more she thought about it, so she simply said, "I might as well buy the whole mall and give it to you."

"No, really. I don't want to be called a Phoenix Man. I can accept small gifts, but forget about shopping malls or anything like that."

"Okay then, where should I have them send these clothes?"

"The bar. I can't afford to rent a house, so I live there."

"How about I buy you a house?"

"I appreciate your kindness, but it's really not necessary."

Feng Qingqing noticed that Yu Jiajia's left hand was always in her pocket, and suddenly remembered the scratch.

I asked the clerk for the medicine box and personally helped him apply medicine and bandage the wound.

"Don't bother, the bleeding has stopped."

"What if it gets infected? I told you to go to the hospital but you refused to go. This is my first time bandaging someone's wound, so it's a little ugly. Please don't be disgusted."

"How could I dislike a bow that I tied with my own hands?"

"Oh~" Feng gently covered his burning face and turned around. As if he had made up his mind, he suddenly said, "How about we get married tomorrow?"

"?"

"No, tomorrow is too late, let's go get the certificate now!"

"It's too sudden."