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Chapter 167 Three Visitors(3/3)

He always felt that after Park Yunjin gained the ability to "read minds", his chatty temperament changed a lot.

There is no such verbose look as before...

"Okay, okay, none of your stuff is important."

"Then just tell me."

Qianye rubbed his head, which was a little sore from being speechless.

I really don't know what expression to make.

If Ziliang hadn't been his editor.

On the surface, he still needs to show some respect.

Just now he couldn't help but give these two people a middle finger!

What the hell are you doing...

To say or not to say.

They all say that their own is not important.

It's like shirking etiquette and looking like someone who deserves a beating...

"Huh? Are you going to come directly to me so soon?"

An Yuan obviously didn't expect that Ziliang and Pu Yunjin only made half a fart.

He was surprised.

I didn’t continue to shirk it...

He took something out of his pocket, slapped it on the coffee table, and motioned Qianye to look at it.

"Have you received this invitation letter?"

Qianye looked at the things on the coffee table.

Suddenly I remembered that this thing was exactly the same as the express delivery I received yesterday.

Whether it's text engraved in golden paint.

It’s still the size of a piece of paper as dark as ink.

Everything is exactly the same...

"Yes." Qianye agreed immediately.

But then he thought of something.

He turned his head and looked at Ziliang, who was sitting elegantly beside him.

If ordinary people like Ziliang know this stuff, is there really no problem?

"You don't have to look at me like that. I've been in that world just like you, so I can understand these things."

Ziliang probably guessed what Qianye was thinking.

He answered casually as if nothing had happened.

The calmness in his voice.

It actually made Qianye extremely surprised...

"Qianye, you don't need to worry too much. We already got to know Brother Ziliang a little bit while you were sleeping. It seems that he entered the script earlier than you did."

An just explained from the side.

But Qianye still felt it was a bit too outrageous.

Editor He Ziliang has also entered the world of horror.

And what he said before...

It sounds like a dream.

No matter how you look at it, it’s fake!

It's not very realistic at all.

Although she thought that An Ji didn't need to joke about this kind of thing to herself, Qianye still cast a doubtful look at Pu Yunjin...

The other party can read minds.

True or false.

Park Yunjin can see much more clearly than him...

And after meeting Qianye's gaze.

Park Yunjin also nodded in confirmation.

This is definitely something that Qianye didn't expect...

"I really can't tell."

The way Qianye looked at Ziliang was different.

Becoming a little weird.

He retracted his surprise.

Instead, there was an expression of "I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply".

Qianye didn't expect it.

The scope of this terrifying world will be so wide.

Even my own editor.

will also be involved...

"Okay, let's get down to business. Are you sure you have received this invitation letter, right?" An Yue interrupted Qianye's thinking about Ziliang and brought the topic to the invitation letter.

"Well, I'll put it in my bedroom now. If you want to see it, I'll show it to you."

Qianye replied.

But then he saw An Zhi put away his playful smile, and then frowned.

He doesn't know.

This invitation letter is something important.

It also made An Zhi show this expression...

"Hey, don't tell me that anyone who receives this invitation will be cursed and die."

Qianye borrowed the usual routines from novels and movies, and complained about the invitation and An Zhi's expression.

"Not really."

"It's just a simple invitation."

An just shook his head and didn't care about Qianye's complaints.
Chapter completed!
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