After the real daughter returned from the Hehuan Sect

Chapter 131: Lost in Thought

So, Feng Ji came back from a meeting and received a call from Rong Huan, in which he was happy to learn that his girlfriend had changed jobs.

This is Jun Ningyan's studio.

Rong Huan began to inspect the place where she would work in the future.

Jun Ningyan Studio is a two-story private courtyard, which is a bit remote and not very large.

The decoration inside is just like that of a teahouse, except for a sign outside the door with the words "Future Passing" written on it.

Rong Huan felt that with her presence, she could add the words "harmony of yin and yang" or "pregnancy and childbirth".

Jun Ningyan rolled her eyes at her.

Jun Ningyan's studio started operating half a year ago, but because of her limited connections, almost no one came to her for help. In addition, after she came to this world, she became a lot lazier without the supervision of the sect members.

Jun Ningyan recently took on an order. When she was performing deductions for others, she found that the time she spent on deductions became longer and her mental energy consumption became greater.

Her ability to read faces and tell fortunes seems to be deteriorating!

She thought about it and thought that this was probably due to the thin spiritual energy in this world.

Like Rong Huan, she is considered a child of luck and favored by heaven. Practicing in a place with abundant spiritual energy like Dayuan will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But in this world lacking spiritual energy, if she continues to neglect her ability to read faces and fortunes and to see into the secrets of nature, no one will respect her.

Then her abilities will completely disappear and she will become the most ordinary person in the world.

Jun Ningyan sat at the tea table and Jiang Mi poured her a cup of tea.

Jiang Mi has been working here for two days, and Jun Ningyan basically didn't ask her to do anything. She just helped to watch the phone and several chat apps. If someone called her, she would notify Jun Ningyan.

If someone finds their way here, Jiang Mi will help them make tea or something.

Rong Huan also sat over and said, "Your studio has been open for half a year. Why are you thinking of hiring people now and want to make the studio bigger and stronger?"

Jun Ningyan glanced at her, but as soon as her eyes passed over Rong Huan, she found that Rong Huan's expression had changed!

Jun Ningyan had seen Rong Huan's face when she had just traveled through time. He was the son of luck and the darling of heaven. Although half of his luck had been stolen, as long as he got that half back, he would have a smooth life and everything he wanted would come true.

But now, it is covered by a thick fog!

Jun Ningyan's gaze turned to Jiang Mi, and just like the first time she met Jiang Mi, it was still shrouded in a thick fog.

After looking at the faces of the two people, Jun Ningyan fell into deep thought.

Could it be that Rong Huan is also going through a tribulation now?

"Your expression is scary." Rong Huan's heart skipped a beat when he saw Jun Ningyan's expression. "Have you run into any trouble?"

"Yeah." Jun Ningyan came back to her senses, looked at Rong Huan with complicated eyes, and said: "You still remember the last time you asked me to help you find her. The consequences you need to bear may have come. I can't read your face anymore, so you should pay more attention to yourself."

When Rong Huan heard this, his expression froze for a moment: "Can't you see it?"

"Hmm." Jun Ningyan drank the tea in the cup.

Jun Ningyan and Rong Huan did not avoid Jiang Mi when they were chatting at the tea table.

Jiang Mi more or less knew what Jun Ningyan did, but she didn't know that Rong Huan was also in the same line of work.

"Sister Jiang Mi, did you drive here?"

Jun Ningyan also has working hours. Rong Huan saw the working hours and asked Jiang Mi how he got to work.

"Well, I drove here by myself." Jiang Mi replied.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Rong Huan waved to Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi also waved to Rong Huan.

When Jiang Mi returned home, Xi Jingcheng unexpectedly came back earlier than her.

"Are you used to going to work?" Xi Jingcheng hugged the person in his arms.

"Well, the boss is very nice. Rong Huan came to join the company today, and she also wants to work in the studio."

Jiang Mi wanted to laugh when he thought about Rong Huan going there and forcing his way into the job today.

"Isn't she working as Feng Ji's secretary? Is Feng Ji tired of workplace play?" Xi Jingcheng was curious.

Jiang Mi didn't say anything. She didn't know Feng Ji, but she knew a little about Rong Huan, whose thinking was very unconventional.

It’s not that she’s immature, it’s just that she is like that, happy like a little sun.

The second day that Rong Huan joined Jun Ningyan Studio.

An old lady in her sixties or seventies came into their studio.

When Jiang Mi saw the old woman, he quickly led her to sit in the tea room nearby.

The old woman was wearing very simple Chinese clothes, her long gray hair was tied up, and the brooch on her chest was inlaid with an emerald jade.

Jun Ningyan came out of her office and sat opposite the old man.

Although Rong Huan really wanted to join in the fun, this was serious business, so she decided to wait until Jun Ningyan finished reading.

More than twenty minutes later, Jun Ningyan sent the old woman to the door of the studio.

There was a car parked at the door. When the old woman came out, someone came over and carefully helped her into the car.

"Did you see the old woman's face just now?" Jun Ningyan asked Rong Huan after coming in.

Rong Huan nodded. She took a casual look at the old woman when she first came in and knew that this was a prosperous family.

"She is looking for her granddaughter who disappeared abroad six years ago." Jun Ningyan said, "But the birth date she gave is wrong."

"This is not easy to find." Rong Huan frowned.

"Well, I asked her to find me something used by her granddaughter, and then come over." Jun Ningyan said.

......

Ruan Kuibao opened the secret door leading to the basement.

He carried a large bowl of leftovers and walked into the dimly lit basement.

At the end, there is a small single room less than 16 square meters wide, with a bed inside.

A naked woman with disheveled hair was chained. She squatted on the bed, wrapping her body tightly with the only available quilt.

"Come, eat this." Ruan Kuibao put the big bowl of leftovers on the ground.

The woman seemed to have not eaten for a long time. When she smelled the fragrance of the food, she couldn't wait to go towards the food.

Seeing this, Ruan Kuibao couldn't help but laugh: "So good."

However, Ruan Kuibao looked at the woman's leftover food and did not forget to wrap the quilt around himself.

Ruan Kuibao narrowed his eyes, tore off the quilt from the woman, and pushed her head into the bowl of leftovers: "Just eat like this, lying down like a dog."

The woman did not resist. She obediently buried her head in the bowl and ate the leftovers in big mouthfuls.

Seeing that the woman had finished her meal, Ruan Kuibao reached out and touched her head.

The woman felt his touch and looked up at him with clear eyes, as if she was an ignorant child, and smiled at him.

Ruan Kuibao curled his lips and changed the position of his hands.