sinovels Chapter 77: Chapter 77
Chapter 77: Chapter 77
Ye Nuochen asked this question with a dazed face, his brain short-circuited instantly, and began to search for what he said just now, subconsciously asked him: "Did I just say it? Really? Why don't I remember?"
Yan Wenbo didn't know whether Ye Nuochen really didn't remember or did it on purpose, so he immediately changed the subject: "We sleep together, if you want to do something to me, I won't refuse."
Ye Nuochen waved his hand: "Don't worry, absolutely not, I don't know much about that aspect, if there is no desire, there will be no action." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and looked shy.
Yan Wenbo, who was watching, felt palpitations, but tried his best to hold back.
At this moment, "I checked my eyes, I met the right person, I swung my sword and turned around..." The familiar cell phone rang, it was Yan Wenbo's.
Yan Wenbo glanced at the caller ID of Brother Liu, and put it to his ear: "Brother Liu, what's the matter?"
Ye Nuochen walked back and forth, looking left and right, full of curiosity about everything.
Yan Wenbo put down his mobile phone and said to Ye Nuochen: "Brother Liu said that the recording of the show is about to start, and he wants us to go there. By the way, he said that you can record with me. After all, you also understand. Let us take care of each other."
"Really?" Ye Nuochen was very happy, and couldn't help sighing in his heart that his father had such a wide network of contacts that he knew everyone.
Yan Wenbo nodded affirmatively.
The two came to the program group together. Under the introduction of Yan Wenbo and Brother Liu, Ye Nuochen met the producer, the staff and a male host, as well as two women and a man who were not very well-known in the entertainment industry. They greeted each other one by one, and finally the group set off to the client's address in a mighty way.
The two followed the team of staff and chatted on their own.
The staff in front started talking to Ye Nuochen.
"What do you think he is capable of at such a young age?"
"Who said he is the son of Master Ye Lai, do you understand through the back door?"
"He is the son of Master Ye Lai, why no one told me? Such a powerful identity?"
"I just don't know if he is flamboyant or not. Anyway, I have seen Yan Wenbo's ability. With a little trickery, he can explain everything that happened in the client's house clearly, as if he had experienced it himself. Yes, it's amazing."
"If you don't see this kind of thing with your own eyes, you really wouldn't believe it. Anyway, I used to be an atheist, but now I believe it."
"Many viewers may think that our program is fake, but they don't know that what we saw with our own eyes is not fake at all."
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The voices of the people in front were extremely low, like mosquitoes, only they could hear them, so Ye Nuochen and Yan Wenbo behind were immersed in their own world.
"What should I do if I'm so nervous?" Before arriving at the destination, let alone seeing the client, Ye Nuochen grabbed Yan Wenbo's clothes nervously on the asphalt road.
"Aren't I still here? Don't be afraid, I will protect you." Yan Wenbo put his hand on his shoulder and patted him lightly to comfort him.
"I'm not saying that I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I won't be able to speak smoothly because of nervousness, and people won't be able to understand me. This will be embarrassing, after all, it's the first time I've appeared under the camera." Ye Nuochen had a depressed face.
"It's almost here!" Someone suddenly called out, and everyone looked at it, and there was an old big villa standing alone in front of it, and there were no residents except trees and mountains around it.
"It's so cold!" Suddenly, Ye Nuochen shuddered all over, rubbing his hands together, as if he was in that villa, feeling the cold atmosphere in the villa.
"It's a little bit. The villa looks very big. It's either a rich man or a famous family." Yan Wenbo also felt the coldness, but it was not as obvious as Ye Nuochen felt.
Ye Nuochen suddenly raised his head and looked towards the floor window of the villa, and suddenly saw a vague figure standing there, staring at him intently, seemingly for a long time.
Yan Wenbo also noticed the direction he was looking at, and looked along the trend, but found that the window was empty and there was nothing there.
"What did you see?" Yan Wenbo looked back at Ye Nuochen.
"Didn't you see someone standing by the window? He was still looking at me, as if he knew me. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could feel his gaze, without any malice." Ye Nuochen Continuing to stare at that blurred face, it seems to be muttering to himself, and it seems to be talking to him.
The staff in front had already left them a long distance away, heading straight for the door of the villa.
Yan Wenbo blinked and continued to look, but still saw nothing.
"They're going in soon, let's go." Ye Nuochen said as he walked, his eyes still subconsciously drifting towards the window, it was strange that the figure hadn't left yet, as if he was waiting for him to come over urgently.
The two quickened their pace and followed the staff into the villa.
It was a butler in his 50s with a strong body, an amiable appearance and a hint of youthful heroism. He opened the stainless steel iron door. He saw the staff members who were carrying cameras and pointed at his face, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while. Dodging the camera, he turned around and walked quickly into the villa.
They walked through the yard, and what greeted them was an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, cherry mouth, black hair and curly hair, dressed in a gorgeous black satin v-neck long-sleeved evening dress, with a curvy figure that was indescribably sexy, with a classic temperament , a dignified and beautiful woman, he looks only in his 30s, but his actual age is already in his 50s.
"Are you here? Come in and sit down." The woman said blankly, then turned and walked into the corridor.
The villa is as big as an ancient palace, with front yards, corridors, stairs, backyards, swimming pools and various potted plants.
A group of people marched through the corridor and came to the back room.
The living room is large, with all kinds of furniture and magnificent decoration. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling is particularly dazzling, blooming above the head like a lotus flower.
On one side of the living room is a spiral staircase that leads directly to the upper floor. The white jade lacquered stair railings are accompanied by the staircase, winding there like a snake, majestic.
You can see the aura from the outside, but when you come inside, everyone is amazed.
The woman sat on the sofa and asked the middle-aged female nanny to pour tea for the visitors. Yan Wenbo, Ye Nuochen, the host and the three men and women each had a cup of tea. After they took it, some said thank you, and some nodded.
The male host sat next to her under the gesture of the woman's eyes, Yan Wenbo sat on the other side under the host's gaze, and Ye Nuochen randomly found another seat on the sofa to sit down like the three men and women. , the seats where several people sat almost half surrounded the hostess.
The woman always looked preoccupied, staring at a certain place in a daze, occasionally glanced at Ye Nuochen on the side, and then fell into deep thought again.
Seeing this, the host quickly introduced to the woman: "Mrs. Zeng, this is Yan Wenbo, Master Yan. He is proficient in Feng Shui and Numerology, and can also exorcise demons and eliminate disasters for people."
Mrs. Zeng glanced at Yan Wenbo casually. The indescribable frivolity and disdain in her eyes seemed to say, what can such a young man do?
"Hello." Mrs. Zeng withdrew her disdainful eyes, with a serious expression, and slightly nodded at Yan Wenbo. She still had the courtesy she should have.
"Mrs. Zeng, you have a son, but he died 22 years ago. He has always had an unfulfilled wish, and he often appears in your dreams, making you sleepless and deteriorating. Untying the knot must be the main purpose of coming to us." Yan Wenbo got straight to the point, he had silently calculated for her the first time he saw Mrs. Zeng when he entered the door, and for now, all he can say is So much, and most importantly.
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