Good news! My sister Lin finally stopped being abstract today!

Shi Xingchen: "Sister, did you come to see me on special occasion? Did you only come to see me, or did others come too?"

Lin Zhihao: 。 。 。 。 。 。

Shi Xingchen: "My sister usually doesn't reply to my WeChat messages. Yesterday, she was too lazy to talk to me and only replied with two emojis. Did she suddenly remember me today, or was she just passing by?"

Lin Zhihao was speechless, Lin Zhihao felt guilty, and Lin Zhihao was in the wrong but still had a strong sense of justice. "What nonsense are you babbling about? Give me 20,000 yuan."

Shi Xingchen lowered her head sadly.

A few moments later, Lin Zhihao's phone vibrated a few times.

Lin Zhihao picked up her phone and looked at the text message notification of a newly deposited 20,000 yuan.

"????"

She was just joking, so why did she actually transfer money to her? She felt so embarrassed, but Lin Zhihao happily accepted it.

Shi Xingchen opened her puppy eyes and said, "Sister, is that enough? If not, I have more."

Lin Zhihao waved her hand, feeling embarrassed: "I just wanted to save it for you, I didn't really mean to take your money."

Shi Xingchen nodded as if she understood, "Okay, sister, do you need me to store some more?"

Lin Zhihao: "No need, no need. When you're out and about, you should carry some money with you. I'll deposit 20,000 for you first. If you don't have enough money, you can work hard to earn more."

"oh oh."

"Get to work, get to work."

Before Lin Zhihao could say anything more, the crew members not far away started calling for reinforcements.

Shi Xingchen stood up, pressed Lin Zhihao into her seat, and handed her a small fan. "Sister, you can rest here now. We can have dinner together when I'm done. There are snacks in the car. I've already asked Xiao Yang to bring them over. There are your favorite potato chips."

"Good good."

"Sister, don't run around."

After Lin Zhihao obediently nodded, Shi Xingchen left and went back to work.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Shi Xingchen's manager walked up to Lin Zhihao. "You two have such an enviable relationship."

"Thank goodness, hahaha."

"hehe."

The agent didn't say much, but glanced at Lin Zhihao several times before leaving.

-

Avoiding everyone's gaze, the agent took a detour to the back, where a guy dressed in Tibetan ethnic clothing was waiting for him.

"Why are you contacting me in such a hurry? Is something the matter?"

The agent lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then asked with great doubt, "Sir, are we really sure that the woman surnamed Shen is the Holy Maiden we are looking for?"

Bo Shisheng, dressed in ethnic clothing, straightened his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had been working part-time here as an extra.

Hearing Mengmeng's question, he stopped what he was doing. "What do you mean?"

Mengmeng hesitated for a moment, then spoke with doubt, "She came today, I saw her."

"Where!" Bo Shisheng exclaimed excitedly, grabbing Mengmeng's sleeve. "Have you noticed anything different about her?"

Mengmeng shook her head, "That's why I asked why I didn't react when I saw her if she really was Yue Qingcheng's person. Later, I deliberately chatted with her to get information out of her, but she still seemed completely unaware."

The identity token has already been sent out, but she hasn't left yet, so," Mengmeng clasped her hands, "could she really be the saintess?"

Bo Shisheng: "It is indeed her destiny, but for some reason, she seems to have lost her memory, which is why she has forgotten her mission."

Mengmeng said, "But we've already asked the host to do it, and she understands her responsibilities, yet she keeps delaying and still went to that lousy university. She's heartless."

"Mengmeng!" Bo Shisheng roared, disapprovingly saying, "That's the Holy Maiden, don't talk nonsense."

Mengmeng felt wronged, her eyes reddening. "That's right, she's hypocritical. She knows so many people are waiting for her, yet she still insists on staying here. I think she's blinded by her current wealth. If all else fails, she should just let the Shen family go bankrupt. Yue Qingcheng doesn't need such a selfish saintess!"

"Snapped!"

Bo Shisheng slapped Mengmeng hard across the face.

Mengmeng looked up at him in disbelief, "You hit me?"

Bo Shisheng looked at his palm, then at Mengmeng's blushing cheeks. "No, Mengmeng, I..."

"You hit me!" Mengmeng cried out.

Bo Shisheng hesitated, wanting to explain, but thinking of Lin Zhihao, he refrained from doing so.

“Mengmeng, that’s the Holy Maiden, Yue Qingcheng’s benefactor. You can’t speak ill of her. Make sure you know your own identity and the purpose of your trip.”

They ran away from Yue Qingcheng in search of the Holy Maiden, and now, with the abbot's help, they finally have news of her.

Although the saintess has forgotten them, they cannot give up.

They were to stay by the saintess's side, guiding her to regain her memories and return to Yue Qingcheng.

Bo Shisheng looked at Mengmeng, who was standing in front of him with her head down and her shoulders trembling. He deeply regretted having laid a hand on her.

But he couldn't explain it either.

Any malicious remarks related to the saint should be stopped; this is their mission.

Mengmeng's tears fell in big, thin drops.

This is the nth time her brother has hit her since she was a child. It hurts so much, waa ...

Bo Shisheng rolled up his sleeve to wipe away her tears. "Don't cry. I didn't mean to. We have a mission. Be good, okay?"

Mengmeng nodded and replied sullenly, "I know."

Looking at Mengmeng's obedient appearance, Bo Shisheng sighed. He had indeed been inconsiderate. He was only concerned with bringing back the Holy Maiden, but forgot that among those he had brought out to search for the Holy Maiden, some had relatives suffering in the city, and it was inevitable that they would have objections.

"Would you like to have dinner together tonight?" Bo Shisheng extended an invitation.

"You made money?" Mengmeng looked up and asked. "Didn't you only earn two hundred yuan a time as an extra? You still have to eat and stay." You have money for food? You're not going to make me treat you again, are you?

Seeing the slightly doubtful look in Mengmeng's eyes, Bo Shisheng punched the wall, "You're nagging." He just hadn't found another job yet; it didn't mean he wouldn't find one later.

Two hundred is only temporary; it's just hot pot, he can still afford it.

"Alright, don't worry about the money, I'll treat you. Go back now, I still have to work."

"Oh~"

The two waved goodbye.

-

When Mengmeng returned to the film set, she saw Lin Zhihao still eating snacks, her cheeks bulging out like a little hamster.

Mengmeng walked up to her, made a hand gesture, and muttered, "I love the green mountains, I love the clear waters, I love the blue sky~"

Lin Zhihao was startled and dropped her chin, the potato chip at her lips falling to the ground.

The other crew members also saw her singing and turned to look at her in surprise.

Mengmeng felt very embarrassed by being stared at, but she still jumped.

Because the saintess was always so abstract, doing abstract things makes it easier to evoke memories.

That's what she thinks.

But seeing Lin Zhihao's shocked and bewildered expression, Mengmeng stopped what she was doing, covered her face, and ran away, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Lin Zhihao was completely shocked.

What's going on here? Is this a courtship dance in the human world?

But she remembered saying she was a girl when she handed over her work, right?

so...

I rely on!

Lin Zhihao suddenly widened her eyes.

Who says women can only be with men? Look at Lala, could it be...?

Lin Zhihao watched Mengmeng's departing figure, her eyes slightly apologetic. "Sister Meng, I'm sorry, I just let my damn charm run wild."

I can't reciprocate your feelings, sigh.

At this moment, Mengmeng was unaware that Lin Zhihao's focus had completely veered off course; she was still trying to reassure herself.

What a shame.