[The family feud ended with He's mother instigating a divorce and the He family gaining custody of the child! ]

【Congratulations to my mother for her victory! 】

[Senya and He Zixun will eventually come to the point of hating each other and never speaking to each other again!!!]

He's mother would use visitation rights to control Sen Ya, forcing her to submit to her and using extremely humiliating words!!!

[Women are truly pitiful. Simply getting married puts them in a desperate situation. Whether they are good or bad depends entirely on the conscience of their in-laws. Even after reaching a position as high as Sen Ya, why is it that they are still being taken advantage of by multiple men?]

You are Sen Ya, the most dazzling Sen Ya, the one who stands out from the crowd, the creator of the highest ratings, the Golden Bear and Golden Plum Award-winning actress, the unsurpassed box office legend. How could you be exploited and then kicked out after being conceived through surrogacy?!

"well--"

Sen Ya looked at the man kneeling in front of her and swore solemnly, and sighed.

The longing in He Zixun's eyes was dazzling, as if he had already seen those illusory scenes of happiness. His voice was so eager that it was almost pleading: "Senya, I will let you live the happiest life. I will let our child grow up in full love."

[Sister Nan, please don't let go. I beg you, please!]

Xia Chi wanted to kowtow to her.

[No matter how much he loves you, it can't change the fact that he is a mama's boy. ]

"He Zixun, I know you mean what you say."

Sen Ya pulled her hand back cleanly and neatly, as if she was throwing away something unclean.

"But if you can't fulfill your promise today, then sincerity will be a useless trap that will only drag me into hell."

The warmth of He Zixun's palm still lingered on her skin, with an uncomfortably sticky feeling, like a dream about to melt away.

"I'm not getting married—" She raised her eyes, her eyes clear as a mirror, and the corners of her mouth curved up, "That's also good."

【call--】

Someone not far away breathed a sigh of relief.

[What a close call! I escaped…]

Senya stroked her belly gently: "I insisted on keeping this child, just because I felt that he and I were destined to be together. As for who the father of the child is...it doesn't matter to me."

He Zixun: "Senya, don't say angry words..."

Senya: "This is not an angry remark. The child I give birth to must be my child, and must not become a dagger stabbing me."

He Zixun was bewildered: "Senya, what are you talking about?"

"Ms. Sen, you have to think about the child," Mrs. He said sarcastically, "Aren't you afraid that when the child grows up, people will point fingers at him and say he's not from a good family..."

"Mrs. He, you're worrying too much. This is no longer the era where women must rely on their husband's family. You should understand the term 'let go of the father and keep the son.' Since I gave birth to him, I naturally have the responsibility. As for the role of father..."

Senya glanced at him.

"If you're not worthy of being a father, it's okay for the child to call you uncle..."

He Zixun: “…”

【???】

【uncle?】

[No! I, your uncle, won't agree! Why should he be on equal footing with me? This mama's boy doesn't deserve it!]

Sen Ya had a cold face at first, but when she heard what Xia Chi said, she burst out laughing.

This smile made the mother and son opposite them both laugh so hard that they were stunned.

Mrs. He was furious: "Senya, you are a well-known actress, a public figure, and you gave birth to a child out of wedlock. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Mrs. He," Sen Ya wiped away the tears of laughter, "You say that... as if I, Sen Ya, rely on my chastity to make a living. Isn't life all about you making fun of me and me making fun of you?"

She looked at He's mother gracefully, as if she were looking at an ant: "If I were afraid of rumors, I wouldn't be able to get to where I am today."

Senya slowly raised her hand, her slender fingertips shone with a pearly luster under the light.

She gently turned the priceless pink diamond on her ring finger, and a flash of sad fire flashed the moment the gem left her knuckle.

With a clear "click", the ring fell on the table.

A draft blew in from the window, brushing across Sen Ya's empty ring finger and blowing away all her vows.

He Zixun's pupils contracted violently - he had seen Sen Ya with such an expression.

That calm and resolute look was just like the way she held her chin high when she rejected the investors' unspoken rules at the charity dinner that year.

It was at that moment that he fell hopelessly in love with her.

And now, the same look is telling him: This love is over.

"Senya..."

Calling broken in the wind.

Senya left without looking back.

[Senya is beautiful! Awesome!]

【Never look back!!!】

【You will always be my goddess!!!】

"But, Sister Senya, have you forgotten that I'm still in there..."

Xia Chi was at a loss behind the screen.

[It's not appropriate to just rush out like this! ]

【But luckily, there is a balcony there. 】

Xia Chi made a face at the defeated pair outside the screen and tiptoed out of the balcony.

An outdoor staircase connected to the balcony leads directly to the golf course behind the clubhouse. The greens of the eighteen holes undulate like waves, shimmering like velvet in the sunlight. The central artificial lake, like a piece of discarded glass, reflects the blue sky and white clouds.

A row of Mediterranean-style white landscaped rooms are dotted along the lakeside like scattered pearls.

Xia Chi felt dizzy after wandering around in the maze-like European-style garden and almost couldn't find his way back. Until he saw the gray-white building in the bushes, he went in without thinking.

【I need to go to the toilet first.】

I came out of the toilet cubicle, shaking the water droplets off my hands, and my right eyelid suddenly started twitching like a drum.

"Hiss—" He took a light breath and pressed his fingers on his temples. "Left eye twitching means wealth, right eye twitching means disaster... Wait, which one is disaster?"

I felt inexplicably anxious.

To be on the safe side, I asked for a fortune-teller to tell my fortune.

He brought three copper coins today and threw them onto the sink. The coins spun around for a long time and finally formed a vicious shape of "Kan represents water".

Xia Chi stared at the hexagram until his face turned green.

[A bad luck is coming! Very bad luck!]

【……】

[It’s not advisable to stay here for long…]

【Hurry and go.】

I felt a chill on my back and was about to leave the bathroom quickly, but I bumped into a square-faced man at the door. The man had dark circles between his eyebrows and blue bags under his eyes. He looked like a disaster star with a lustful mind!

As luck would have it, one wants to go out and the other wants to come in.

"Excuse me." Xia Chi moved closer to the door frame.

The man seemed not to hear and deliberately slowed down his pace. The door was obviously wide enough for two people to walk side by side, but he insisted on rubbing against Xia Chi's back. His movements were deliberately slow, as if he was provoking her.

Xia Chi's whole body stiffened, and a fat hand pinched his butt hard.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and only later realized that he had been taken advantage of.

Xia Chi turned around suddenly and met the other person's teasing eyes.

【Wo——Ri——】

Anger surged to the top of his head, and his fists were clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white.

[I am the reincarnation of the dignified Taoist Tianji, but I was taken advantage of by a bastard! ]

【It’s still a hippopotamus that has become a spirit! 】

However, the square-faced hippopotamus demon was not at all panicked. Instead, he sneered from his nose. There was something absurd in that smile, as if a man who dug a grave and set himself on fire was dancing on the grave with his hips twisting, his arrogance was outrageous.

Then he staggered into the toilet cubicle, as if everything that had just happened was just a casual act and not worth taking seriously at all.

Two burly men came over and blocked the toilet door on the left and right. The muscles under their black suits almost burst the fabric.

The bearded man on the right looked at Xia Chi, his rough knuckles cracking.

【……】

When you are full of anger, you should stop while you are ahead. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him.

【Slip away.】

Just as I was about to walk in the opposite direction, the lingering cologne in the air mixed with the smell of scum hit me in the head.

A verdict suddenly popped up in my mind.

[The divine bird falls into fire, and the evil spirit eats the incense.]

[It turns out this hippopotamus spirit is actually the reincarnation of the Jixia ghost from Hell. In his lifetime, this ghost loved to rape other people's wives and daughters. After his death, he should have been punished in the oil pot hell, but the heavens have punished him by allowing him to reincarnate as the son of a powerful official.]

[I wonder which divine bird I'm going to greet today.]

【Fortunately, this lustful insect's temple has darkened, and its death is not far away.】

[Should we still care about people who will be punished by God sooner or later?]

He counted on his fingers in confusion.

[If I intervene...I'll inevitably end up getting into trouble...]

Thinking of that man's lewd expression, Xia Chi shuddered. After all, he had only inherited the divine divination technique from Taoist Tianji, and his mortal body was definitely no match for the two bodyguards at the door.

[Forget it, I'll just teach him a lesson, and that'll satisfy my conscience.]

Xia Chi took a deep breath, and a barely perceptible cold light flashed in his eyes.

He pretended to straighten his sleeves, but actually took out a "Sky-Climbing Talisman" written in cinnabar from his sleeve. The talisman paper moved in his palm without wind, and a faint black aura emerged.

As the square-faced man emerged from the cubicle and leaned over the sink to scoop up some water, Xia Chi flicked his fingertips. A yellow talisman sprang forth like a living thing, sticking precisely to the back of the man's neck and dissolving upon contact.

"Let's see how you, a weakling, can eat delicious food." Xia Chi said with a wicked smile.

The "Sky-Climbing Talisman" will cause the square-faced man to suffer from diarrhea for the next 24 hours. If it lasts for a day, the lustful worm in his brain will definitely not be able to act. It can be regarded as giving the "Divine Bird" a chance. Whether it will work or not depends on fate.

After doing all this, Xia Chi was in a good mood and walked back humming a little tune.

With a whoosh, a black shadow flashed along the curb, accompanied by a ghostly cry of "hehehaha", which scared Xia Chi so much that his hair stood on end.

"mouse?"

Xia Chi wasn't sure if he had tinnitus.

He shivered several times in a row.

Walking through the misty garden path, the wet banana leaves brushed against his shoulders. Just as he was about to walk quickly to the back door of the club, suddenly -

“Click, click—”

Two extremely brisk shutter sounds came from behind the Phoenix Tail Bamboo on the right. Xia Chi's ears moved slightly, and he turned his head suddenly, catching a glimpse of a cold metallic light flashing between the bamboo leaves.

He rushed over in a flash, accurately passed through the bushes, grabbed someone's collar, and pulled hard.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, and Xia Chi's eyebrows almost reached his hairline.

"Four-Eyes Photographer!"

"A Taoist priest who only cares about the edges?"

It’s really an old acquaintance.

Xia Chi was all too familiar with this face—Tu Baiwan, known within the industry as "Tu Siyan." Last time, he'd been arrested by director Luo Jian for filming on the set of "Silent," and had been taken to the police station. Even after his release, he'd been unapologetic, and within days, he'd been found camouflaged and crouching in a sycamore tree outside the studio. It was said that his telephoto lens could accurately detect smudged mascara from 500 meters away.

Xia Chi narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Tu Baiwan, who was wearing a full set of "equipment" but a waiter's uniform. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He casually adjusted his collar and lifted his bangs.

"You're not...taking secret photos of me, are you?"

[I have a fan? ]

Vanity is growing rapidly.

[Wow, you have good taste, young man. You just got this new resource and you're already buying shares before it even warms up to you.]

Tu Baiwan looked at him strangely through his glasses, which were as thick as the bottom of a bottle, and did not forget to pour a basin of cold water on his head.

"You just played the role of Cheng Xilai, and there's something easy to film."

When Xia Chi heard the name "Cheng Xilai", he suddenly felt that his dark history had deepened, the kind that could not be washed away even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

"Then why are you following me?"

"Bah, you think you're the top star."

The four-eyed photographer was still talking about biological weapons, just like the first time I met him.

"You're just an 18th-tier nobody, you have fewer followers than my Weibo account, and you think I'm afraid of you? I'm just looking for your lunch boxes!"

Xia Chi's ears were burning with anger because of his criticism.

Tu Baiwan looked around and dragged him behind the dense Areca palm trees.

"Shh, keep your voice down. It's not easy for me to come in."

At the moment of the tug, Xia Chi saw that Tu Baiwan had a bruise on his face, one of his glasses was cracked, and there was mud on his hair. He must have suffered a lot to get into the club.

An inexplicable feeling of sympathy arose. If it weren't for the pressure of life, no one would risk being beaten twice every three days to do such a thankless job. So he followed him and hid behind the bushes, like two badger stealing melons.

Tu Baiwan was lying in the bushes like a chameleon, with a cannon barrel hanging around his neck, the drone controller firmly held in his hand, and his eyes fixed on the display screen without blinking. Even a sniper would be ashamed of himself when he saw his concentration.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xia Chi couldn't help but tease him: "With your perseverance, there's nothing you can't do. Do you have to be a proxy photographer?"

"You know nothing," Tu Baiwan rolled his eyes at him. "You're just a dead extra, all low-class. Who the hell is looking down on who?"

Xia Chi was speechless for a moment. He stiffened his neck and kicked his hands into his sleeves, feeling dissatisfied.

“Actually, I’m an actor.”

【I'm not some useless extra. 】

[I still have three dramas to film next. Maybe I'll become a top star. If you ignore me today, I'll make you out of my league tomorrow. Humph!]

[Also, I, the Taoist Tianji, have come down to earth and can tell fortunes!]

"I know, I know," Tu Baiwan said, looking intently at the control screen without turning his head. "The director and the producer told you that you're the reincarnation of an auspicious sign. Staying on the set will help you avoid danger. They're even planning to invest resources in you..."

“???”

There was too much information and Xia Chi was a little confused.

[Could it be that Feng Man was right? Luo Jian chose her just for good luck...]

[Wasn't this guy kicked out of the crew? How can he still hear Luo Jian talking?]

Did he eavesdrop?

【Auspicious?】

[Is the director making fun of me? Or is it these four-eyed people making fun of me?]

Xia Chi's mind was in a mess.

"Tsk... why are you so long-winded..."

Tu Baiwan took a moment out of his busy schedule to glance at him. "You're pretending quite well, even fooling Luo Jian. You're no ordinary charlatan. How about you calculate for me how much of my life I'm going to have?"

Xia Chi didn't respond, and three copper coins flew silently in his palm. The moment the hexagram was finalized, his pupils suddenly shrank.

[It’s actually an old friend——]

Xia Chi remained silent, his eyes becoming somewhat sympathetic.

After a while, he started to make small talk: "Who the hell are you squatting here for?"

Four Eyes impatiently pushed him back and said, "Get out of the way! Don't bother me! I have some epic news today that's going to make me a killing."

Epic news?

【Could it be Senya? 】

【Senya was just secretly photographed? 】

Xia Chi's heart suddenly tightened.

These fans have extensive and pervasive networks, and are more professional than fans at installing surveillance and eavesdropping devices behind people's backs. If they can eavesdrop on Luo Jian, they can also eavesdrop on Sen Ya. It's not impossible for them to know that Sen Ya is going to meet He Zixun today.

However, Senya doesn’t seem to be in this direction.

Xia Chi held his breath, moved closer to Tu Sihai, and quietly leaned his head over.

The operator's display screen shows a Mediterranean-style white landscaped house next to the artificial lake.

In the picture, there is a cascading waterfall and rugged rockery. The gaps between the stones on both sides just frame the door of the white house and a whole floor-to-ceiling window.

"What a good angle..." Xia Chi was secretly amazed.

Tu Baiwan is indeed a senior photographer. He actually hid the drone on the rockery opposite the window. This tricky position is impossible for ordinary people to detect.

The entertainment industry has always been full of undercurrents. With all this fuss, I wonder what shocking secrets will be revealed.

Xia Chi looked towards the view house and saw a man coming out of the house and walking out along the path.

It was not clear to the naked eye, but through Tu Baiwan's eight-fold magnification lens, it was clearly visible.

The man was about fifty years old, but he didn't look old at all. He was wearing a well-tailored linen casual suit, which made him look as tall and straight as a pine tree. His temples, which were slightly silvery, were trimmed meticulously. His eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were as sharp as a hawk. He curled his lips slightly, and looked very comfortable.

Xia Chi felt that this person looked familiar. After taking a closer look, he found that this person was Tang Bo, the head of Guanghui Media and Tang Lao Hu, one of the four evil men in the entertainment industry. He had seen him last time at the full moon banquet of Luo Jian’s grandson.

[Tang Bo?]

【Why is he here? 】

Didn't Guanghui Media say it was going to restructure its assets? How could this old man still be so joking?

Xia Chi looked at the gloomy smiling face, and for some reason a chill ran through his heart.

My thoughts jump to another thing——

Jiang Nan's contract is expiring at the end of this month. I'm not sure if the termination will go smoothly.

My chest felt stuffy, and the copper coin in my palm was so hot that it almost burned into my flesh.

Countless thoughts were screaming in my subconscious, but I couldn't see or grasp them clearly. There seemed to be an indelible shadow in front of my eyes, and my fingers began to tremble.

He tugged at his collar irritably, and caught a glimpse of Tu Sihai's grinning mouth, as if he was about to witness some shocking secret.

Then he thought of something. This Tu Sihai seemed to be Jiang Nan's proxy photographer in the past. He always hung around Jiang Nan's crew like a dog-skin plaster, and now he showed up here again today...

"Are you here to take pictures of Jiang Nan?" Xia Chi's voice suddenly became low.

Tu Sihai ignored him.

A burst of thunder exploded in his mind - Tang Bo's weird smile, Jiang Nan's expiring contract, the epic news from Tu Sihai's mouth... and the square-faced scumbag he met outside the toilet.

My heart started pounding.

"The divine bird falls into fire, and the evil ghost eats the fragrance."

[Divine bird, divine bird...]

[Could Jiang Nan be the unlucky divine bird?]