Jiang Shu was holding the steering wheel in one hand and the cell phone in the other, and it seemed that Jiang Ci's voice was on the other end.

"Run, run for me, let me see where you run." Jiang Shu's frivolous eyebrows were smug expressions, "Little guy, you are not my opponent."

"Sister... Can I kneel down for you? I was wrong that night. I drank too much and was in a bad mood."

"What do you want to kneel down? The little guy, you run away when you sleep. He is so brave. Let me tell you, in three days, you will be back by yourself, or I will let Linlang's bodyguard catch you in person."

"Auntie..."

"It's useless to call ancestors."

Jiang Shu and Jiang Ci seemed to be flirting.

Ning'an: "..."

Is Jiang Ci a master?

After a while, Jiang Shu put down her phone.

The mist outside dispersed a little, and there was a thin layer of water mist on the glass window. Through the mist, you can see the depressing winter scene outside.

"Ning'an, Song Shaoyan shouldn't have been like this. He is a capable, ambitious and courageous man. Maybe you can get to know him again."

"You don't know our past, and there are many things that I can't forgive just by saying forgiveness."

"Yes, then be ruthless to him, at least don't let him live a better life for the rest of his life."

Jiang Shu said this ambiguously, Ning An denied: "I don't have that kind of meaning."

"There is Baohua Temple not far ahead, and Song Shaoyan is there."

Ning An was surprised: "What did he do in the temple?"

"What did you say you're going to the temple?"

"Replace in Buddhism or become a monk?" Ning An's face was filled with incredible thoughts, "As a person like him, he has a serious sin. The Buddha doesn't want him, right?"

"I think so too, but he doesn't think so. He thinks that the Buddha will forgive him." Jiang Shu smiled secretly.

"It's so fucking pretentious." Ning An felt that Song Shaoyan was really enough, but he could think of it.

Will the Buddha forgive him?

If the King of Hell doesn’t want him, the Buddha will ask for it?

Five years later, Song Shaoyan is really smart.

After about ten minutes of touching, the car stopped in front of a temple, and the surroundings were quiet, and ginkgo leaves fell all over the ground.

There is a small stream not far from the temple. The stream water is clear and flowing, endlessly.

Ning An got out of the car, Jiang Shu pushed her sunglasses and curled her lips: "Let's go straight and turn left, the first room is the abbot's room."

After saying that, Jiang Shu closed the car door, turned around and left.

The sports car has excellent performance, and before Ning An can react, Jiang Shu has already run away.

"Hey!" Ning An called her.

But where is Maserati still have a shadow!

In the pure Buddhist land, Ning An dared not make noise, and she felt a sense of anger in her heart. Why did she forget that Jiang Shu was Song Shaoyan's friend. Since she was Song Shaoyan's friend, of course she was standing on the same line as Song Shaoyan.

Ning An discovered that as soon as she came out of the airport, she was led away by Jiang Shu.

She used Song Lin and Gu Huiyin as bait, and kept tempting her. When she reached the end, she realized that the purpose was not this, but Song Shaoyan!

Jiang Shu’s purpose is to bring her to see Song Shaoyan!

But she didn't want to see Song Shaoyan at all!

Ning'an stood at the empty temple door. She looked up and said that the plaque of "Baohua Temple" was a layer of gold-plated color. There was no sunshine today, but the gold color was still dazzling.

There was a monk sweeping the floor at the door, and there was a sound of monk chanting scriptures in the distance, and the sound of wooden fish could be heard far away.

There are no pilgrims, the fragrance lingers in the air is faint and long.
Chapter completed!