Chapter 328
The Profligate Madam of the Family
Translator: 549690339
f * ck ...
what was she trying to do?
zhang qingyi held up her phone mechanically. the bullet screen was already exploding, and everyone was asking leng rongrong what she was going to do.
there were also some people who asked who this fierce beauty was!
zhang qingyi looked at the bloody ghostly cosplayer. at first, she felt her hair stand on end, but the moment leng rongrong held her down, the cosplayer actually revealed a terrified expression, as if she had seen a ghost ...
thus, the terrifying atmosphere instantly became somewhat comical.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
the ghost looked at leng rongrong with a puzzled look. with his bloodshot eyes, he looked at leng rongrong in confusion. may i ask, what do you want? may i ask, what do you want?
âiâm a little curious. how did you keep bleeding? are there any traps on you? can i have a look?â
as she spoke, leng rongrong started to touch the ghostly cosplayer.
cosplayer: ???
what the hell, what did she encounter today?
no matter how unafraid of ghosts they were, they wouldnât dare to do this when they saw her!
âhow did you manage to appear so quickly just now?â leng rongrong asked curiously as she touched it.
the cosplayer was speechless.
leng rongrong asked a lot of questions, ruining the scary atmosphere that the haunted house had worked so hard to create.
the terrifying atmosphere earlier had already completely disappeared.
even gu meiyue was no longer afraid. she had been so scared that she had cried earlier. now, she only looked at leng rongrong in a daze. f * ck, didnât they say that they were afraid of ghosts? was he afraid of ghosts? this is because the ghost is afraid of you, right?
zhang qingyi looked at her assistant with a complicated expression.
the assistant was also at a loss for words. she had indeed heard that leng rongrong was afraid of ghosts, but she didnât seem to be that afraid of ghosts. instead, the ghosts were afraid of her.
he was really ruthless.
the ghostly cosplayer was almost in tears.
leng rongrong saw that she couldnât get anything out of her, so she let her go.
âhave you recovered your strength?â leng rongrong looked at the group of people and asked.
â iâm a little better, but i still feel a little weak. whatâs going on? â gu meiyue asked with a frown.
â thereâs something mixed in the blood on the wall, right? itâll weaken you if you inhale it, but the effect wonât last long. â as leng rongrong spoke, she had already walked forward.
halfway there, she suddenly took a detour.
jiang zhan very shrewdly pulled gu meiyue and leng rongrong to the side.
behind them, zhang qingyi and the others followed. leng rongrong said to zhang qingyi, â sister zhang, come here. i have something to tell you. â
âwhat is it?â zhang qingyi looked at leng rongrong suspiciously, her eyes narrowing. her instincts told her that things were not as simple as they seemed.
âcome over and talk.â leng rongrong said.
zhang qingyi walked towards leng rongrong. she didnât see which route leng rongrong took, so when she walked, she walked in a straight line.
at this moment, an arm suddenly fell from above her head. zhang qingyi subconsciously threw her phone away, then caught the arm.
there was still blood on the severed hand. three of his fingers had been cut off, but it still felt real.
zhang qingyi didnât have much of a reaction when she grabbed it. when she saw it clearly, she let out a heart-wrenching scream.
leng rongrong caught zhang qingyiâs phone, an expression of âi knew itâ appearing on her face.
there really was a mechanism.
raising her head, leng rongrong picked up her phone and saw that many of zhang qingyiâs fans were asking about what had happened. they were all very confused.
leng rongrong said to herself, â are you curious? iâll show you.â
then, the camera cut to zhang qingyi.
zhang qingyi screamed as she threw the arm at her assistant. her assistant then screamed out in pain. everyone threw their arms around, frightened.
gu meiyue and jiang zhan both heaved a sigh of relief.
gu meiyue gestured at jiang zhan, as if to say, â iâll treat you to a meal. â if jiang zhan hadnât pulled her back, she would probably have ended up like this, not zhang qingyi, but herself.
zhang qingyi was so scared that she walked towards leng rongrong, panting heavily.
âwhat do you want to say?â
leng rongrong returned the phone to zhang qingyi, â i just wanted to tell you that there seems to be a mechanism there. â
âyouâre so silly!â
zhang qingyiâs face turned green.
why didnât he say so earlier and let her go to the punishment department on purpose?
the limb was still being thrown around and soon reached leng rongrongâs side. leng rongrong caught the limb, pinched it, looked at it, and said, â well done, itâs almost as real as it looks. â
zhang qingyi looked at leng rongrong as if she was a pervert.
she had never seen such a woman before. was she bluffing when she said she was afraid of ghosts?
even ghosts would be afraid of someone like her, right?
zhang qingyi took out her phone and glanced at the comments. all of them were praising leng rongrong for being cool and bold. a girl like this, she had become a fan.
zhang qingyi was speechless.
it was clearly her live broadcast room, but no one was talking about her, everyone was talking about leng rongrong?
moreover, many fans were shouting for her to film leng rongrong.
furthermore, the number of fans in the livestream room was increasing. leng rongrongâs fans had also come when they heard the news, and they had asked her to livestream leng rongrongâs visit to the haunted house with exaggerated demands.
zhang qingyi was speechless.
she was really f * cked.
wasnât she the one who smeared leng rongrongâs reputation?
was she trying to help her gain more fans?
to zhang qingyiâs surprise, there were still many people asking leng rongrong to say a few words. zhang qingyi felt like she was being treated as a reporter and a photographer ...
it was the kind that was in charge of interviewing and filming leng rongrong.
after all, she was a movie queen, okay?
she had the urge to turn off the live broadcast, but someone said something to her and asked her to try.
zhang qingyi was speechless.
thinking of leng rongrongâs terrifying fan club, giving her hundreds of millions at the drop of a hat, she felt that she couldnât stop the live broadcast.
however, now that leng rongrong was so bold, could she keep it up?
this place was very big, and there were many dangers. they had not encountered any terrifying things yet!
thatâs right, if they continued forward, they might be able to see leng rongrongâs situation of cowardice.
thinking of this, zhang qingyi wasnât so angry anymore.
she aimed at leng rongrong and continued to shoot.
âyour fans want you to say a few words.â zhang qingyi looked at leng rongrong, but she still agreed to ask her fans.
after asking, she couldnât help but question herself. what was wrong with her?
why did he have to be ordered around by his fans?
wasnât she always the one ordering people around?
âtalk? whatâs there to say?â leng rongrong looked at the camera and said, â iâm done. â
zhang qingyi was speechless.
the fans thought, wow, lord rong is so domineering!
zhang qingyi,... are these fans poisonous?
following that, the group of people continued to move forward. leng rongrong always walked in front, but she would occasionally give zhang qingyi a hard time.
after being tricked a few times, zhang qingyi began to learn to be smart. she followed leng rongrongâs steps and walked in the same direction as leng rongrong.