Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Leng Yanran saw that he was about to retreat and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, brother, this is what you deserve. I have something else to ask you, can you help me calculate it?"

"Who is the person who hurt me? I should be more careful next time, otherwise I won't know if I get hurt next time."

Su Chen opened the bag and took out several amulets and handed them over.

"Carry the amulet with you to keep you safe. Let me take a look at what that person said."

He pinched his fingers and raised an eyebrow: "That person is your teacher, but now she has been attacked by the backlash and will not live for more than a month."

Leng Yanran's face changed, and she said in disbelief: "My teacher, she, how could she cast such a curse on me? No, she is not that kind of person."

Su Chen said softly, "Among the people competing with you for the spot, there is someone who is about your age, and that girl is your teacher's biological daughter."

"In order to make her daughter famous, she naturally wants to get rid of you, otherwise her daughter won't be able to get promoted."

"...The teacher's biological daughter?"

Leng Yanran kept thinking about it in her mind, and finally found those strange feelings that had been ignored before, and a look of realization appeared in her eyes.

"So that's how it is. No wonder. I always thought that the teacher's attitude towards Mingyue was different from his attitude towards others. It turns out they are biological mother and daughter."

"Thank you, Su Chen. I will go find the teacher. The Black Swan spot is mine, and no one can take it away from me!"

Qin Wushuang hummed, his tone a bit grim: "Dancing is a matter of ability. Your dancing skills are better than others, so don't give up your spot so easily."

"When you're sure, don't forget to give me the ticket so we can go see you dance."

"Well, I see."

Leng Yanran's expression straightened up. She got up from the bed, went to the bathroom to change clothes, and put on some simple makeup. She looked even more charming and flamboyant, completely different from her previous gentle appearance.

Say hello: "Come on, I'll treat you to dinner!"

"Little brother, you are my benefactor. Just ask for whatever you want to eat. Don't save money for me. I am so poor that I only have money left."

Su Chen: “……!!”

The three of them came to a villa. After entering, they found that they were all independent courtyards with a strong classical flavor. The small bridges and flowing water created a Jiangnan scenery that made people feel calm.

Leng Yanran sat down and pushed the menu over, smiling: "Order whatever you like."

Qin Wushuang hummed, knowing Su Chen's taste, and quickly ordered and pushed it back: "Okay, okay, see what you want to eat."

"You need me to accompany you when you go back later."

"No, I'll talk to the teacher. Since there's only a month left, just give me the spot back. I don't need to announce what she did."

"But if she persists, don't blame me."

A cold light flashed across Leng Yanran's eyes. This time, her leg was almost sawed off. For her, this would directly ruin the rest of her life.

If it weren't for that little bit of kindness, the Leng family would never let them go. Well, let's eat. It's a happy occasion now that the leg is healed.

After dinner, the two left and Leng Yanran drove to find the teacher.

In the backstage room of the theater.

A middle-aged woman was lying on the ground, her body curled up in pain, her hair turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles began to appear on her face.

The whole person ages rapidly until reaching a point where he no longer ages.

There was a knock on the door. When no one opened it, the person outside opened the door and came in, then locked it.

After Jiang Yueyao locked the door, she kept muttering, "Mom, why didn't you open the door? I thought you were..."

After seeing the "old man" on the ground clearly, he covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes full of fear, and stammered: "You, who are you? Where is my mother? Where did you hide my mother?"

Gu Yan struggled to stand up, her voice sounding much older: "Yueyao is my mother. I, I was just attacked by the curse. I'm afraid I won't live long."

"Come here. I'll go to God and make another wish. I'll quit as soon as you become the principal dancer. That way, your honor will belong to you forever."

When Jiang Yueyao heard the voice and confirmed it was her mother, her eyes suddenly reddened: "How could the backlash be so severe? Isn't it the God's job to fulfill the wishes of his believers?"