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Chapter 328: 149 Dark Willow (At the second watch of the night)

Don’t underestimate netizens; they could dig up dirt on your ancestors.

“Hello…?” Xiao Wenwen answered a call from her agent. Hearing Ming Jing was out washing up, Xiao Wenwen raised her voice, “What’s

‘What’s up? What’s the deal with your Weibo post?”

“What do you mean? Can’t I vent when someone upsets me?” Xiao Wenwen said nonchalantly.

“Do you know anything about that newcomer’s background?”

“How would I know? Even if she has some background, am I supposed to be scared? Mr. Zhou promised to marry me.”

Xiao Wenwen glanced at her newly-made manicure, with dazzling diamonds glittering under the light.

She wasn’t worried that these words would be recorded by the cameras, because she simply wouldn’t let them be included in the final cut.

Xiao Wenwen knew the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry all too well: power and money ruled, and with powerful backing, she could do whatever she wanted. Otherwise, why would she waste her prime years on a potbellied, greasy man? The frustration could only be released through her antics.

“Do you really think Zhou Nan is going to marry you? Fool! He already has a wife,” her agent scolded her.

“So what? Am I not younger and prettier than his wife? She’s bound to be dumped sooner or later, so she should stop taking up space.”

“You…” The agent couldn’t win the argument. “Just hurry up and delete that Weibo post. We don’t know much about this newcomer yet, so it’s better not to offend anyone. There’s always someone better and higher.”

“Fine. I’ve achieved what I wanted, so I’ll delete it.”

“You’re going to Hanshan Temple tomorrow? I heard Master Jue Ming of Hanshan Temple is an accomplished monk. Pay your respects and ask for a peace charm for me. I’ve been feeling uneasy and short of breath lately, as if something big is about to happen. I need a charm for protection.”

“Pssh, it’s not superstition, but better safe than sorry.”

After hanging up, Xiao Wenwen deleted the Weibo post she had published at noon. Ming Jing came back after washing up and sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate.

Xiao Wenwen couldn’t help but laugh. Was she trying to become immortal?

Gradually, ten minutes passed… then half an hour. Ming Jing remained motionless.

Xiao Wenwen stared at her, utterly still, barely able to sense her breathing.

Xiao Wenwen felt a bit scared, inexplicably experiencing a chill down her spine.

Another half hour passed… Xiao Wenwen almost thought Ming Jing was becoming a mummy!

Stepping barefoot onto the floor, Xiao Wenwen cautiously approached Ming Jing’s bed and felt for her breath with a finger under her nose.

Relieved, Ming Jing was still breathing.

Suddenly, Ming Jing’s eyes snapped open, revealing deep, clear pupils that resembled ancient wells, thousands of years old, calm, mysterious and unfathomable.

Startled, Xiao Wenwen stumbled back, missed a step, and fell to the ground embarrassingly.

Ming Jing smiled at her, “What’s wrong? Is something the matter?”

Xiao Wenwen stood up, rubbing her butt and sounding angry, “What’s with the ghostly act? I was so scared I thought you were dead.”

“Guilt betrays the boldest ghosts,” Ming Jing replied, picking up a book from her bedside and starting to read.

Xiao Wenwen’s eyes widened. What did she mean? Was she implying that she had done something wrong?

Did she know about the Weibo post mocking her?

But she didn’t dare to confront her face-to-face. Coward!

Ming Jing read for a while before putting the book down and going to bed around ten o’clock.

Xiao Wenwen glanced at her. Going to bed this early?

Young people were usually night owls, like herself, whose nightlife had just begun. Sleeping early was a waste of life.

They had to get up at five to climb the mountain tomorrow. Even Xiao Wenwen didn’t dare stay up late tonight, fearing she wouldn’t wake up the next morning. She played with her phone for a while and then went to sleep.

The rain stopped around midnight. At 5:30 am, everyone gathered in the courtyard. Zou Jingyu frowned and asked, “Where’s Wenwen?”

He knew she liked to sleep in, but it was common for young people. However, he reminded everyone yesterday that they would climb the mountain early today. How could she be so inconsiderate as to make everyone wait for her? Ming Jing scanned the crowd and glimpsed Ye Zhen, who waved to Ming Jing.

Ming Jing responded with a nod and a smile.

Half an hour later, Xiao Wenwen appeared, still drowsy, led by her assistant, yawning constantly..