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"What the hell are you spouting?!" Xia Qingli, who had lived for over twenty years, had never seen such an ugly and shameless male scheming woman before. "When did I push you? You clearly fell down on your own!"

"Xia Qingli!" Zou Wenjing's red bracelet shimmered, and a thin mist gradually clouded her eyes. She lost patience with Xia Qingli's attitude. "You've gone too far! Do you know that you're killing someone?"

When did you become so vicious? You don't deserve to be my friend!

"Me, vicious?!" Xia Qingli pointed at herself, unable to believe that Zou Wenjing could say such hurtful things to her. They had known each other for almost five years, and Zou Wenjing had never said a harsh word to her.

She was so angry her hands were trembling. A surge of anger rushed to her head, and she spoke without restraint, "Zou Wenjing, are you an idiot? Do you think I'd want to be friends with a moron like you?"

Zou Wenjing was furious. "Then let's break off all ties!"

"Fine, let's break up then! I'm not afraid of you!" Xia Qingli's blood boiled, and she said bitterly, "Zou Wenjing, this man will kill you sooner or later. Don't come crying to me for help then!"

She kicked the stair railing with all her might, her toes throbbing with pain. But because she was too proud to admit it, she didn't utter a sound and just limped away.

Zou Wenjing didn't even glance at her, her entire focus was on Wu Yong's condition. "How are you? I'll take you to the hospital."

Wu Yong frequently visits this hospital, insisting that he never go to a large hospital and always seeks treatment at this small one.

"Wu Yong, why don't we go to a big hospital for a checkup?" Zou Wenjing sincerely suggested.

"No need, the doctor said it's nothing serious," Wu Yong gently comforted her.

Zou Wenjing was still worried, "Your leg is broken and you're saying it's nothing serious? You're just too kind. Qingli has bullied you so much, and you didn't say a word."

"It's okay," Wu Yong pulled her to his side and comforted her, "Qingli is your friend, and I'm willing to accommodate her. It's just that this way, I can't walk with you at the wedding."

Wenjing, I don't want to drag you into this. Maybe we should cancel the wedding.

"No way!" Zou Wenjing declared firmly. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been pushed down the stairs by Qingli. I love you, and even if your leg doesn't heal, we'll still be together."

"Why don't we move the wedding forward? After the wedding, we can focus on our treatment."

"Really?" A hint of triumphant pleasure flashed in Wu Yong's eyes, and his smile grew even brighter. "Okay, we'll be together forever."

Xia Qingli was furious and went straight to Chang Xi's house.

Chang Xi hasn't finished Xia Qingli's order yet and hasn't taken on any new customers for the time being.

Huo Dongjun came over, and they had only been chatting for two minutes when they sat down.

"Why are you here?"

"I've brought you a bracelet," Huo Dongjun said, taking out a braided red rope from his pocket.

Chang Xi took it and looked at it, his face beaming with joy. "It's exactly the same. You really found a manufacturer that can make it. You're really something."

Huo Dongjun smiled but remained silent, offering no explanation.

"Chang Xi!" Xia Qingli howled as she entered the room, grabbed her arm and began to complain, completely unaware of Huo Dongjun sitting opposite her.

After she tearfully explained what had happened, Chang Xi handed her a tissue.

Unexpectedly, the person immediately buried their face in her shoulder and burst into tears, "Wow~ We've known each other for almost five years, and she's never said a harsh word to me. Today, because of some ugly green tea, she's going to break off all ties with me!"

I'm severing ties with her completely! Even if she begs me on her knees, I will never forgive her!

Well, my new clothes are dirty now.

Chang Xi gritted his teeth, enduring, enduring, the customer is always right.

Endure my ass.

Chang Xi pushed the person away, "Then we'll ignore her. Just pay me the money, and this deal is over."

"Hmm? No way," Xia Qingli lifted her swollen eyelids, "Even though we've broken off our friendship, this is a matter of life and death, we still have to save lives."

"Is her friend the girl you mentioned who needs the red string?" Huo Dongjun asked casually, trying to emphasize his presence.

Xia Qingli then noticed that there were other people present. "President Huo? When did you arrive?"

Lu Wenli was making a call to draw a talisman without looking up. "He's been here the whole time. He's almost 1.9 meters tall, and you didn't even see him."

Wouldn't that mean she'd be seen crying her eyes out?

Her lifelong reputation!

"Yes, her friend has been cursed," Chang Xi said, wiping her shoulder with a tissue.

"Wu Yong definitely did it on purpose. Now that you and Zou Wenjing have broken up, you definitely won't be allowed into the wedding. Doesn't that mean we won't have a chance to get close to Zou Wenjing and change the bracelet?" Lu Wenli had fought with Zhu Sha, and his sleeves were stained with a lot of red.

This is a troublesome matter.

Xia Qingli deflated and plopped down on one side. "It's all my fault. I should have just held back a little longer."

Chang Xi patted her head like he was petting a puppy. "Alright, it's not your fault."

It feels really nice, and it's kind of familiar. It seems the original owner used to really like touching Xia Qingli's head.

The more Huo Dongjun listened, the more familiar the two names sounded. "Whose family is this Zou Wenjing from?"

Xia Qingli replied, "She's the only daughter of Changlong Department Store. Her parents passed away early, and she hasn't been very active in the industry in recent years. You were only found by the Huo family less than a year ago, so you probably don't know her."

Chang Xi raised an eyebrow. Was Huo Dongjun also lost?

These days, there are quite a few children from wealthy families who have gone missing.

According to Lu Wenli, the Huo family was very influential in City A, but they moved away from City A 25 years ago and immigrated to Country Y. No one knows why the Huo family was doing so well, but suddenly left.

The twenty-five years after the Huo family left provided a great deal of room for development for other families in City A. In a short time, each family rose to prominence, and it was a time of great flourishing.

But no one dared to say they could compare to the glory days of the Huo family.

Huo Dongjun nodded. "Then I should have received her wedding invitation. She invited me twice, so the wedding must have been moved up. The second invitation they sent me said the wedding was this Sunday."

"Today is Tuesday," Chang Xi mentally checked the time, "two months early, so fast."

"It seems Wu Yong can't hold back any longer," Huo Dongjun said calmly, his hands folded on his knees as he leaned back in his chair. "If you can't get into the wedding venue, you can come in with me."

When I'm sleepy, he's the one who hands me a pillow; he's the most reliable.

On the wedding day, Huo Dongjun led them into the wedding venue without any hindrance.

Huo Dongjun straightened his suit cuffs. "I'll go to the front and hold Wu Yong back for you. Xia Qingli definitely knows where the bride's dressing room is. Hurry up and send me a message when you're done changing."

"OK," Chang Xi said, raising his hand.

The three of them tiptoed into the stairwell.

Upon hearing the news that the Huo family had arrived, Wu Yong hurriedly had someone push his wheelchair over and respectfully said, "Mr. Huo, what brings you here? It's truly an honor for us to have you at my and Wenjing's wedding."

"I was bored at home, so I came out for a walk," Huo Dongjun said, loosely grasping his hand.

Huo Dongjun's eyes flashed.

Perhaps because Chang Xi taught him to use spiritual power in Jinqian Village, he can now vaguely see a human-shaped phantom behind Wu Yong.

The phantom saw him and tried to climb over Wu Yong onto him.

Huo Dongjun took a half step back without making a sound.

Gu Qingheng was also at the wedding. As if remembering something, she picked up a glass of red wine and walked over. "Mr. Huo, Mr. Wu."

A brief exchange of pleasantries.

Gu Qingheng still asked, "How did Mr. Wu suddenly injure his leg?"