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"Miss," Gauguin asked from the other end of the phone, "what do you think?" Within the feng shui realm, Zhou Heng, who had healed the Miss Tong, was already quite famous. Zhou Heng, on the other hand, only made a move once, and he was usually very active in the field of feng shui realm as a Miss Tong. Many people thought that this New Star Realm Feng Shui Master who had suddenly appeared was part of the Tong Family, so if the Tong Family let Zhou Heng participate in the Beiping's exchange competition, there would not be many people gossiping about it.

And for Zhou Heng to be able to cure the injuries on the Miss Tong, who everyone was helpless against, it was enough to see his attainments in the feng shui technique. If Miss Tong could get this young genius to help, it would indeed be of great help to the current Tong Family. The most important thing was that almost everyone in Tong Family knew that the Miss Tong and Zhou Heng were extremely close. In Xu Lingshan's case of concealing her corpse, the Miss Tong had even supported Zhou Heng's innocence, and even the Beiping herself knew this. If the Miss Tong who had done such a great favor to Zhou Heng had asked him to help, Zhou Heng would probably not have rejected him.

However, even though it was a smooth sailing situation, Miss Tong, who was on the other side of the phone, did not reply.

~ Is this causing trouble for the Big Brother Zhou again? Miss Tong frowned, his heart at war. If it wasn't because of her situation, it would be hard to understand her current predicament. To her, Zhou Heng was indeed an almost-omnipotent big brother, but at the same time, Miss Tong didn't wish for her to be a little sister that he could only take care of. However, the current situation clearly did not allow Miss Tong to take care of her own feelings. After all, compared to her own feelings, the gains and losses of Tong Family were much more important.

Since it was something she was interested in the Tong Family, as the boss of it, she should have done it no matter what. But once it involved Zhou Heng, the Miss Tong began to clash again.

Not long ago, she had rejected the Tong Wei's proposal to recruit Zhou Heng, but now, the situation was already much more difficult than before, and with the passage of time, she was afraid that the days of the Tong Family would become more difficult every day.

I can't be petty anymore. Miss Tong sighed lightly. In the end, she was still a girl who had not even graduated from university. What should have troubled her should have been studying or falling in love, these things that brimmed with youth. But the fact was, she had no choice but to live her life as the "Tong Family Master" and work hard to do better. There are only collective interests, no personal gains or losses.

"I'll try." Miss Tong finally agreed to come over on the other end of the phone.

"Thank you, Miss!" Gauguin did not say anything on the phone with a voice filled with joy. He bowed towards the phone solemnly, even though Miss Tong would not be able to see it. As the person who cared about her master the most, how could Gauguin not know about Miss Tong's depression? However, he had no choice in this matter. If he could choose, he was willing to shoulder everything on his own and let Miss Tong easily enjoy the relaxed life of a school, which a girl of this age should have enjoyed. But he couldn't do anything. He couldn't even help the Miss Tong to share a little of the pain.

"Du..." The call ended.

Miss Tong stood at the door for a moment, holding the phone. Then, the door to the room was pushed open.

"Little Sheng Man." Qin Fen stuck her head out from inside, "What's wrong with you?" Because she was afraid that the hoodlums would cause trouble again, Qin Fen ran out to take a look.

"I'm fine." Miss Tong forced a smile and put her phone back in her pocket, "I just picked up a call."

"En," Qin Fen nodded her head, then waved towards Miss Tong with a smile, "Come in quickly and sing a song with me."

Miss Tong walked towards Qin Fen and waved her hand: "I don't know how to sing, I don't know how to sing."

"Just for fun!" Qin Fen held onto Miss Tong's hand, "I'll sing with you, then I'll play the original song for you."

She pulled Miss Tong closer to the room, then picked up a microphone from the table in front of the sofa and handed it to Miss Tong: "Sing a few more times.

Miss Tong took the microphone shyly.

"What are you going to sing?" Qin Fen walked over to the jukebox and said, "Let me help you with that!"

Miss Tong shook her head.

"Then sing a love song with me!" Qin Fen poked the jukebox's screen a few times, then walked over and carelessly put her arms around Miss Tong's shoulders, "Haha, haha!" She kept the receiver in her hand.

"Miss Ding." Someone knocked on the door and walked in, "Something happened at Dance Light Eating Color."

Ding Ling was looking through the documents left behind by her father in her office. She placed the paper in her hands on the table, then slowly raised her head and looked at the person who came before her. "What happened?"

"Our people were chased out!" the man said.

Ding Ling frowned: "Did Manager call the police?"

The underling that came to report shook his head. The hoodlums causing trouble in the Dance Light Eating Color were actually Ding Ling's men. After all, that KTV was Ding Long's business, if the daughter did not hear it personally, no one would believe that she sent someone to stir up trouble in her father's business. And Ding Ling was also making use of this point.

To avenge Big Sister Xu Lingshan, it was not enough to just destroy a stronghold of the Black Tower. Furthermore, she knew that the culprit who caused that night's tragedy on the highway was not lying low. To deal with the real culprit, who was also known as the "Magus King" by the Magi, Ding Ling had to possess an even greater power. Even if it meant cutting her father's property.

Ding Ling didn't have any sort of respect towards her father for her daughter, and Ding Ling didn't really think that Ding Long would care about her either. Since it was so, she would naturally not be lenient when she started nibbling away at her father's property. However, these things were only known to Ding Ling's trusted aides.

"Manager did not call the police. How did he kick our people out?" Ding Ling asked curiously.

"He said it's a power cut and he's a ghost." The lackey answered.

"Oh?" After experiencing the witch's kidnapping, Ding Ling was now very interested in these Ghost Gods.

"But I did some research," the little brother continued, "and it should be related to the guests in Dance Light Eating Color. Our people accidentally provoked a group of guests, which led to those strange incidents."

"What guest?" Ding Ling subconsciously thought of the Magus King.

"Zhou Heng." The little brother said, "Among the guests, there seems to be that Zhou Heng."

"Zhou Heng." Ding Ling gently repeated this name. Just like Xu Lingshan, Zhou Heng was also her benefactor.

"Let's just forget about it." Ding Ling suddenly said.

"Hmm?" I never thought that Ding Ling would say that. With his understanding of Ding Ling, this young miss whose methods are not inferior to Xiang Yunhai would probably send more people to flatten Dance Light Eating Color, why would he choose to let go of her?

"Forget it, can't you hear me?" Ding Ling frowned.

"Yes sir!" The lackey quickly retreated out of the room and closed the door to his office.