Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

He paused, then speculated, "Could it be that my body recovered so quickly because of it?"

Cheng Ai studied the jade hairpin for a long time, but ultimately couldn't confirm Ye Jingke's conjecture.

"Its original form is a thousand-year-old jade stone. After it is transformed into a jade hairpin, it is not afraid of water or fire. It can ward off evil spirits, dispel evil, and test and detoxify. As for its other functions, I have not yet figured them out."

Ye Jingke covered her with the blanket, thought for a moment, and said, "Then you can sleep with the jade hairpin tonight and see if the wound heals by tomorrow."

“That makes sense!” Cheng Ai nodded, placed the jade hairpin beside her pillow, and gave him a thumbs up. “You’re so smart, no wonder you’re a movie star.”

Ye Jingke laughed, but then she heard her say, "And those questions you raised, I can tell you the answers now."

I am a sorcerer. I can not only catch ghosts and exorcise demons, but I also know feng shui and physiognomy. Although I have some knowledge of yin and yang, the five elements, and qimen escaping, I am not an expert.

The patterns I drew in the mental hospital and the hotel were all talismans. Since there was no cinnabar, I could only use blood instead of ink. As for why I suddenly fainted, it was probably because my mental energy was too severely depleted.

Furthermore, anyone can draw a talisman, but only those drawn by a master sorcerer are effective; the same principle applies to blood.

Ye Jingke listened quietly the whole time, and after she finished speaking, he fell into deep thought.

His mother was born into a scholarly family, and he was influenced by her from a young age, spending his free time reading in the library.

It contains numerous ancient books and documents, especially books on metaphysics.

He had flipped through a few books out of curiosity, but the contents were obscure and difficult to understand. In addition, he did not believe in those ethereal things, so he gave up after a short while.

Now that he has experienced it firsthand, Ye Jingke realizes how many valuable resources he has missed.

It seems I need to find some time to go back to my maternal grandmother's house.

After a long while, he slowly raised his eyes, his dark eyes flashing with an unfathomable light. "It's like finding a needle in a haystack, only to have it come to me without any effort."

"Huh?" Cheng Ai frowned in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"A week from now, Hao Jian and Cheng Baoni will be participating in the recording of the show 'Dare to Come On,' and I will arrange for you to be included as a sponsor."

As he spoke, Ye Jingke got up and took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to her. "This is an adventure survival variety show. There will be ten episodes in total. The filming location will be changed every two episodes. Including rest time, it will take about three months to film. The whole process will be live and edited. However, the production team has not yet decided on the specific live broadcast method or which platform to broadcast it on."

I initially thought this type of variety show wasn't suitable for you and was considering using tactics to pressure the director into indefinitely delaying filming. But now that I know you have special abilities, I don't need to worry about it anymore.

Cheng Ai carefully read through it, her brows furrowed tightly. "Cheng Baoni has always been arrogant and domineering. The jobs she accepts are basically large-scale reality shows or movies and TV series with A-list stars. How could she agree to a low-class variety show like this?"

"Because the investor is Zou Xuan." Ye Jingke said calmly, his tone clear and crisp. "The program only invited six guests for the first segment, three men and three women."

The four of you, including yourself, are either riddled with scandals, elderly, infirm, or newcomers who have just debuted. And you all serve only one purpose: to serve as a foil.

"I see." Cheng Ai lowered her eyes, a hint of sarcasm flashing in them. "She's really willing to spend a fortune to make her daughter famous!"

After saying that, Ye Jingke took out a pen and a document and placed them in front of her. "Take a look and see if there are any problems. If there are no objections, sign your name. I'll take care of things with Zhongxing Entertainment for you."

Upon seeing that it was a cooperation agreement with Shengding International, Cheng Ai immediately picked up her pen and signed it. "Great! From now on, I'm an artist under a top global entertainment company!"

Finally, she gave him a bright smile and winked mischievously, "Ye Jingke, oh no, Mr. Ye, you wouldn't say this counts as a quid pro quo, would you?"

"What do you think?" Ye Jingke stared at her with an ambiguous look, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Feeling annoyed by her gaze, Cheng Ai quickly turned her face away and awkwardly changed the subject, "I want yellow paper, a calligraphy brush, cinnabar, alcohol, a peach wood sword, a Liuren compass, and a red string. Can you prepare all of these for me?"

"Okay." Ye Jingke didn't expose her embarrassment, and ruffled her hair. "You should rest first. Someone will come to bring you food and clothes tomorrow morning. I have to go out first."

Cheng Ai nodded obediently, "Then be careful in everything, goodnight."

"Sweet dreams." Ye Jingke smiled gently, got up and went to turn off the light.

As he was leaving, he paused slightly and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not mention the jade hairpin to others, lest you get yourself into trouble."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Cheng Ai waved her hand in the darkness and yawned while lying on her pillow.

I didn't feel sleepy while we were chatting, but now that I've relaxed, I feel completely exhausted.

Cheng Ai reached out and touched the jade hairpin, and within just a few seconds, she had fallen into a deep sleep, a speed that was astonishing.

Ye Jingke chuckled and shook his head, then tiptoed out of the room.

The moment the door closed, the jade hairpin in Cheng Ai's hand emitted a faint blue light, gradually enveloping her.

The next morning, a knock on the door startled the girl from her deep sleep.

Cheng Ai first stretched and rubbed her messy hair before reluctantly wrapping herself in the blanket and getting out of bed to open the door.

However, the outside was completely empty.

She paused, puzzled, when a woman in a white dress moved into her field of vision from the side.

The other party clearly did not expect Cheng Ai to come out of Ye Jingke's room. For a moment, the two stared at each other, the atmosphere strange and stiff.

Cheng Ai was the first to react, gesturing with her chin to the large and small bags in her hands, and asked with a smile, "Did Ye Jingke ask you to deliver clothes?"

The woman suddenly came to her senses and quickly introduced herself, "You must be Xiao Ai? My name is Li Xiaolin, you can call me Sister Xiaolin."

As she spoke, she looked at Cheng Ai's arms, which were tightly wrapped around the blanket, and gave her a meaningful smile. "If it's inconvenient for you to carry it, let me help you carry your things into the room?"

Cheng Ai glanced at her shoulder, moved aside, and nodded politely, "Then I'll trouble you."

Li Xiaolin put the bag on the sofa, picked up the first-aid kit, and walked to the bedside. "Your wound needs a dressing change. Shall I help you?"

"Okay." Cheng Ai quickly crawled to the edge of the bed, lifted the blanket, and revealed her battered buttocks.

But when Li Xiaolin tried to wipe her wound with an alcohol swab, her eyes suddenly widened.

Startled, she immediately withdrew her hand, took several steps back, and stammered, "How...how could this happen..."