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"Good evening, drivers traveling through the streets of Donghai. This is Donghai Traffic Radio, here to accompany you on your journey. I'm your host, Qimu. First, here's an urgent weather alert: Due to the influence of a strong cold front moving southward, Donghai will experience its lowest temperatures of the winter tonight and tomorrow, expected to drop below freezing from tomorrow evening. At that time, the roads will become slippery, muddy, and there is even a risk of icing. Please drive slowly and carefully..."

Do you think it will snow this year?

Listening to the gentle radio broadcast, Boss Jiang gripped the steering wheel and said.

After get off work, we should go home together, especially during this time of year, when it's even more important for the wife to follow the husband's lead.

Has it ever snowed in the East China Sea?

Mr. Li, in the passenger seat, replied casually.

Although it wasn't raining, the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car was huge. Combined with the evening rush hour, the world outside the window was shrouded in clouds and mist, with hazy light and shadow, like a dream.

"I experienced this once when I was a sophomore in college."

"Did you build a snowman?"

Li Shurui asked.

and many more.

This sentence seems familiar... I've seen it in someone's WeChat Moments before.

It's fine in Shacheng, but there's little snow in Donghai, especially snow accumulation is extremely rare. Most of the time, it rains before the snow falls, so building a snowman and having a snowball fight in Donghai is just wishful thinking.

Li Shurui has lived in Donghai for so long, she should know this.

Why are you looking at me?

Mr. Li, who seemed to have borrowed someone else's WeChat Moments post, smoothed his hair.

"What's the situation with Shao-ge'er right now?"

Jiang Chen changed the subject.

"Since Sister Sisi made the introduction, it means that the girl must be quite good."

"You really don't know?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I would never do such a thing. If two people are together and things go well, that's fine, but if things don't go well, they might blame you. So doing this kind of work is usually thankless and exhausting."

All right.

The focus has now shifted to a certain female tyrant who also worked as a "matchmaker" and is known for her outspokenness.

However, Jiang Chen definitely wouldn't be able to tell.

There's nothing wrong with your idea.

He laughed and said, "Based on my understanding of Shao Ge'er, I think it's unlikely."

"why?"

"Because Shao-ge'er may seem quiet, but he is actually self-respecting and strong-willed, and doesn't like to curry favor with the powerful."

“Is Li Shao doing badly now? Isn’t he still a highly eligible bachelor?” Li Shurui said casually. “He’s even more popular among the female employees in the company than Luo Peng.”

"real or fake?"

"Highly educated women don't value looks or eloquence; they value composure, reliability, and simply put, a sense of security. Li Shao is single, has zero scandals, and has never been involved in any romantic rumors. Can Luo Peng compare?"

Jiang Chen nodded unconsciously, "That's true."

"Li Shao...could he be gay?"

Li Shurui's sudden question caught Jiang Chen off guard, "What comrade?"

“GAY”.

Ok.

The pronunciation is really standard.

Although there is a gap between art students and general education students, Li Shurui has passed the Level 8 foreign language exam.

"Pfft."

Jiang Chen laughed heartily, "Just because someone doesn't get close to women, does that mean he's gay? Isn't that blatant prejudice? Besides, what about Shao-ge'er makes him look gay? Is it his round face, buzz cut, and beard, or his habit of wearing long white socks?"

"That's prejudice on your part."

Li Shurui said gently, "Many gay men don't have obvious physical characteristics and look more normal than normal people."

"What? You discriminate against gay people?"

Jiang Chen tilted his head.

"Discrimination."

To everyone's surprise, Li Shurui's answer was crisp and efficient.

Jiang Chen was surprised.

In an era that increasingly values ​​openness and tolerance, even if people harbor prejudices, few dare to speak them out openly.

"It is their freedom to like the same sex, and it is also my freedom to discriminate against them."

"..."

Jiang Chen was speechless. He looked away and nodded as he drove, "That makes sense."

Then, a smile appeared on his face, and he sighed, "Anyway, I'm not worried about Shao-ge'er. Fate has its own way of doing things. In this world, there will always be someone whose feet are tied with the exact same red thread as yours."

"Perhaps more than one person."

Li Shurui naturally responded.

Mr. Jiang was both amused and exasperated. He quickly changed the subject, followed the car in front, and braked to stop at a red light. "What's written in that little notebook of yours?"

I finally couldn't help but ask.

Which little notebook?

"It's the one with the six-pointed star on the cover, the one you hid."

You have such sharp eyes!

"You looked for it secretly?"

"No."

Boss Jiang categorically denied it, his face serious and his tone righteous, almost as if he were raising his hand to swear, "Absolutely not."

Li Shurui rested her elbow on the car door, her hand supporting her head, her long, wavy hair cascading down, looking charming and languid. "Just notes."

"What notes?"

"you guess."

Mr. Jiang's lips moved, indicating that he had something on his mind, but he didn't say it.

Li Yuanhua was never one to be coy, so she didn't keep them in suspense and said, "Liuli, give me the talisman."

Jiang Chen was shocked and turned his head, "A talisman?"

"correct."

Is that correct?
How can you be so biased?
He has always been sincere and persistent in his studies, yet he is strict with himself and turns around to give others special tutoring.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help feeling a little resentful, and tentatively asked, "What kind of talisman? What are its effects?"

"A curse that brings bad luck".

Li Shurui rested her head on her hand, looked straight ahead, and calmly explained, "For example, if I draw someone's name, that person will be unlucky."

"...!"

Mr. Jiang's eye twitched.

So mysterious?

Isn't this just a simplified version of "Death Note"?

"Really? Did you try it? Did it work?"

"Yes, I have."

Boss Jiang pressed on relentlessly, asking, "Whose test subjects did you use? Whose name did you write on them?"

It seems he is genuinely quite interested in Taoist practices.

"You."

Li Shurui spoke frankly and naturally, looking at the car in front that was starting to move, "It doesn't seem right to write someone else's name for this kind of thing without any reason."

Is that polite?
Is it wrong to write someone else's name, but it's appropriate to write his name?

Jiang Chen involuntarily began to rewind time.

—Have I been having a lot of bad luck lately?
"The light has turned green."

Li Shurui offered a reminder.

Jiang Chen released the brake, looked straight ahead, and continued, "Are you kidding me?"

How did you know it was a joke?

"..."

Jiang Chen choked, then burst out laughing.

Let's leave aside the question of how effective the Taoist methods are for now.

The other party's skill level is visibly increasing day by day.

"Because until now, I am still a materialist."

Mr. Jiang said his mood had dropped.

I almost misunderstood.

The Taoist nun treated everyone equally and did not discriminate.

Li Shurui smiled and said, "I think Liuli definitely knows some things that aren't materialistic, but she definitely won't teach me."

"why?"

"Because learning this kind of 'skill' requires not comprehension, but character. If it were taught to someone with a wicked heart or a weak will, wouldn't that easily lead to chaos?"

"Are you saying you have ulterior motives?" Boss Jiang joked. Li Shurui gave him a polite smile, "Of course I'm a respectable woman, but never test people's nature. If I really learned the supernatural power of 'cursing someone and they'll be unlucky,' I might turn into a vicious woman."

Boss Jiang wanted to laugh, but he couldn't quite manage it, so his expression twitched like he was having a seizure, which was quite comical.

“A person who would become a poisonous woman would not have the same level of awareness as you.”

Li Shurui sighed, "Actually, I really wish I could have a cheat code. Otherwise, it's really unfair to be so far behind at the starting line."

Could she have actually figured something out?

Boss Jiang began to remain silent, choosing silence as the best policy.
"I only wrote down some names."

Li Shurui got back to the main topic.

"What's your name?"

"The name of the person who wears the same red thread as you."

The explanation is clear and concise.

On the half of their face that was turned away from the passenger seat, someone's expression was particularly distorted.

--I see.

If he was already "able" to write it himself, why did he need Shi Qianqian to check it?

Isn't that redundant?

"Should we go back later and discuss it together to see if what I wrote is accurate?"

Li Shurui extended an invitation.

It dawned on me.

suddenly see the light.

So it turns out that you write down your own answers first, and then check the standard answers, just like taking an exam to see how many points you can get.

Jiang Chen, who had already submitted the "standard answer," suddenly became uneasy?

Logically speaking...

Since a standard answer has already been given, it means that they have accepted their fate or, in other words, have made certain psychological preparations.

But don't forget.

The "standard answer" is not necessarily correct.

Anyone who has been to school knows that sometimes, when exam results come out, a top student who always gets full marks suddenly doesn't get full marks. It's not necessarily because they underperformed; it could also be that the standard answer was wrong.

and so--

He wrote down several names for Shi Xixi back then?

And how many more did Li Shurui write in her notebook?

When will Fang Qing come to Donghai?

Someone changed the subject again, jumping around too much without any build-up. But Li Shurui didn't get flustered. As always, she was understanding and casually replied, "It should be in the next day or two."

"Actually, it would be best for her to go to Xinghuo Hospital in Jiangcheng for the checkup, since it's relatively close, but she definitely won't listen to me."

"You don't really think she's sick, do you?"

Jiang Chen remained noncommittal as he drove, saying, "I just feel that Fu Zili wouldn't make things up without reason."

"Is it true that once bitten by a snake, one is afraid of a well rope for ten years?"

Li Shurui chuckled, "Thinking of Ai Qian, huh?"

Sometimes, having a partner who understands you too well isn't a good thing.

Boss Jiang shut up again, pretending to be deep in thought.

"I'm not cursing Fang Qing, but to put it another way, with today's advanced medical technology, Ai Qian was cured, so even if Fang Qing really has some problems, she can get treatment. There's no need to put too much pressure on herself."

Li Shurui's voice contrasted sharply with the temperature outside the car: "I always believe that good people are always blessed."

"Will 'lucky person' still appear in your notebook?"

Although Mr. Jiang's speech was concise, it was full of meaning.

No matter how many names she wrote in her notebook, Fang Qing was definitely not going to escape.

"You men can respect each other when you're rivals, so why can't we women do the same?"

"Well, good people are always blessed." Boss Jiang downplayed the issue.

"Shall we go together then?"

Li Shurui extended an invitation.

"Forget it, lest she throw another tantrum. Let's wait until she's finished the checkup before we talk about it."

"Haven't you two been fighting since you were kids?"

"That was before."

"What? Things are different now?"

That's a classic case of asking a question you already know the answer to.

It used to be more than friends but less than lovers, but what about now?
No matter how compatible the spirits are, physical union is still necessary for transformation to occur.

"Why don't you rest for a while?"

"I am concerned," Mr. Jiang said.

"We're almost home."

Li Shurui glanced at her sideways and said, "You find me annoying?"

"I haven't been getting enough rest lately, have I?"

Li Shurui's face was calm and composed, without the slightest bit of embarrassment. Instead, she said confidently, "I told you to take your medicine, but you won't."

Mr. Jiang, unable to contain himself any longer, broke down and laughed, "You can't just take medicine like that! There are side effects, you know. You don't really want me to be unable to stop taking my medicine, do you?"

"Pfft."

Li Shurui finally couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter.

Under the cool yet warm night sky, the car drove into Chunqiu Huafu.

"Wait a moment."

As they passed a white mansion, Li Shurui spoke up.

Jiang Chen reduced his speed.

"That looks like Yang Ni's car."

Li Shurui looked out the window at the Ferrari F12 parked in front of the white villa.

Yang Ni?

Jiang Chen asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

"Pink blue, a custom edition, the only one of its kind in China."

No.

How does she know so much about Yang Ni?

"You like Yang Ni?"

Those who excel in acting can become directors, and those who excel in academics can become officials.

It's easy to say.

But with so many handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry, how many of them can actually reach the next level?

Yang Ni can be considered one of the representative figures in this industry. She has successfully transitioned from an artist to an investor. Although she is getting older and has gone through marriage, childbirth, and divorce, she still generates a lot of buzz.

Li Shurui remained noncommittal, then suddenly said, "Why don't we go in and sit down?"

"what?"

Li Shurui turned her gaze away from the window and said, "Aren't you and Yang Ni old acquaintances? You even helped someone fight for custody of their daughter in Hong Kong."

Jiang Chen's expression changed slightly, and his heart rate increased slightly.

How did she know about this?
"She used to be Yunxi's boss."

Jiang Chen explained.

"So you're doing this because of Pei Yunxi?"

Their eyes met, and Jiang Chen felt increasingly uneasy. He moved his lips, but finally couldn't help but ask, "...You didn't write Yang Ni's name down too, did you?"

Li Shurui smiled at him, a smile that was so elegant and captivating.

Jiang Chen was in a terrible predicament, feeling even more wronged than Dou E!

Heaven have mercy.

He and Yang Ni are completely innocent and pure!

If even Yang Ni's name can be written in, then how many names are actually in that book?!
Jiang Chen felt a chill run down his spine; he couldn't bear to imagine it.

"She's divorced, and her child is already in elementary school. You still won't let her go?"

What?
Reversing the Heavenly Gang!

They're actually crying "stop thief!" when they're the thief themselves?
Only he has the ability to distort the truth.

“Yes, they’re divorced.” Li Shurui cleverly seized on the key point.

"..."

Jiang Chen floored the accelerator, and with the roar of the engine, his voice was almost drowned out, "I have principles too, you know."

Can you speak a little louder?

Is it because you lack confidence or something?

The Panamera suddenly accelerated and sped past. (End of Chapter)