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Chapter 670: An Invitation 12 Years Late

At around eight o'clock in the evening, everyone was still busy shooting the night scenes.

At this time, Zhou Dongdong came to visit the set.

He and his assistant brought several boxes of milk tea and fruit drinks for everyone to drink.

Sang Feiwan had just finished filming a scene when Zhou Dongdong came over with a drink and said, "Miss Sang, you looked so ethereal when you were flying in the sky with the wire just now, like a real fairy."

Sang Feiwan took the milk tea and took a sip, then asked, "What do you want to talk to me about? There's a stool next to you, sit down and talk slowly."

After Zhou Dongdong sat down, he said, "I received an invitation to a birthday party last night. The inviter is a female classmate of mine from high school, named Wen Xiaoying."

"Wen Xiaoying was the recognized campus beauty in our school back then, and many people had a crush on her."

He scratched his forehead and said shyly:

"I also had a crush on her. Back then, she sat in front of me, and I couldn't help but secretly look at her during class. She wore a ponytail, which was particularly beautiful - other female classmates also wore ponytails, but Wen Xiaoying was prettier than the others, and I liked her no matter how I looked at her."

"Hey, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, Miss Sang. I was so busy looking at her that I neglected my studies..."

Sang Feiwan interrupted him: "Speak to the point."

"Sorry, I've gone off topic." Zhou Dongdong said, "The point is, in her second year of high school, Wen Xiaoying suddenly disappeared two weeks before her 16th birthday. Her birthday that year happened to be on a Saturday, and she had agreed long ago to invite the whole class to her house for a birthday party. But she suddenly disappeared, so the birthday party was naturally cancelled."

"After 12 years, just a few days ago, I suddenly received an invitation to her 16th birthday."

As he spoke, he took out a pink and gold-embossed invitation letter, flipped open the inner page, and saw a few lines of beautiful small words:

Student Zhou Dongdong:

Next Saturday (March 3th) is my 6th birthday, and I hope you can come to my birthday party.

Address: Tianxing Manor, Villa No. 18.

Time: February 3

Inviter: Wen Xiaoying

"The invitation was sent to my parents' house, and my dad forwarded it to me."

"I asked around and found out that besides me, more than a dozen of my classmates received birthday invitations. Some of the other classmates couldn't be contacted, and some said they didn't receive them because they moved."

"Several students who received invitations have confirmed that they will go."

"Ms. Sang, I didn't sleep all night last night, struggling over whether I should go to this birthday party that is 12 years late?"

Sang Feiwan asked him, "Do you know why Wen Xiaoying disappeared? Did you find her later?"

Zhou Dongdong shook his head: "I never saw her again throughout high school. Later, I went to study at a third-rate university in another city. After graduation, I entered the entertainment industry again. I rarely returned to my hometown, and never heard about Wen Xiaoying again."

"Could it be that her family found her? So they specially held a birthday party for her that was held 12 years ago? That would be very meaningful indeed!"

Sang Feiwan glanced at him calmly and said, "My suggestion is, don't go."

"Why not? But she's been missing for many years. Later we all agreed that she might have been kidnapped, and we all went to look for her on our own initiative. But unfortunately, we couldn't find her."

"Now, she's finally back and wants to get together with her old classmates to make up for the regrets of the past. Wouldn't she be sad if none of us go?"

Sang Feiwan asked him: "Are you so sure that this is a reunion dinner?"

Zhou Dongdong said: "Of course I hope she can come back safe and sound and reunite with her family. Even if she has experienced something bad, she can still see the moon. After all, she is my first love, and I sincerely hope that she will be happy for the rest of her life."

Sang Feiwan asked: "You already have the answer in your mind, right?"

Zhou Dongdong said: "I really want to go. Regardless of whether the birthday invitation was sent by her or not, I want to go and see what's going on."

He said, blushing slightly: "It's just that I'm timid and a little scared."

Sang Feiwan said: "It's normal to be timid, it's not shameful. Remember I said a few days ago that you were going to have a bloody disaster?"

Zhou Dongdong was shocked when he heard this: "Could it be that the bloody disaster you mentioned is referring to this incident?"

Sang Feiwan nodded: "I didn't quite understand it before. But now I can be sure that it is related to this matter. So, if you ask me to give you some advice, my advice is that it is safest not to go."

Zhou Dongdong asked hurriedly: "What if I go? What will happen? Will my life be in danger?"

Sang Feiwan said: "It is very likely that he will never come back."

Zhou Dongdong asked again: "Then...then can I see Wen Xiaoying?"

Sang Feiwan nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Dongdong thought about it again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I want to go. I want to see her again. I want to know where she has been all these years and what happened to her."

Sang Feiwan praised: "Not bad, you are courageous."

But Zhou Dongdong immediately became scared again: "I'm still scared? What if... I mean what if she - many people said she was murdered back then. If she was really murdered, then wouldn't the one who came back this time be a ghost? Then will I..."

But in a flash, a lot of things popped into his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.

"Ms. Sang, is Wen Xiaoying safe and sound? Or has she already... can it be calculated?"

As he spoke, he took out a photo he had prepared in advance: "This is the group photo we took when we entered high school."

Sang Feiwan took a look and said, "Her face is blurry and I can't see it clearly."

Zhou Dongdong felt a little regretful, and then asked, "Miss Sang, could you please accompany me?"

"March 3th, next Saturday?" Sang Feiwan calculated the time. "No, I have an important scene and the director won't let me go. But I can spare some time on March 8th."

"If you really want to go, it's okay to go. If I go a day later, I might be able to help you before you die."

When Zhou Dongdong heard the first sentence, he thought the trip was not dangerous, so Miss Sang said it was okay to go.

But when he heard the next sentence, his heart was in suspense again: "What if you come a little late, will I die?"

"No." Sang Feiwan said firmly, "I won't be late."

With such an answer, Zhou Dongdong didn’t know whether to be happy or sad.

"Then Miss Sang, can you give me a life-saving talisman, just in case."

"can."

"Ms. Sang, how much is the fee?" Since he was asking for help, Zhou Dongdong was of course prepared to pay.

Sang Feiwan said to Zhou Dongdong: "If the victim is an ordinary person, I will charge less. If I meet a wealthy victim, they will usually give me money as they wish. Some give 100 million, some give several million, and some give me a cup of milk tea as a thank you gift. There is no fixed amount, and it does not necessarily have to be based on money."

Zhou Dongdong said quickly, "I understand! Miss Sang, you are doing good for the poor, so it's not a normal price, right? I can't afford hundreds of millions, but I won't be so shameless as to send you away with a cup of milk tea. So, let's stick to the previous amount, five million! It can save my life and fulfill a wish, so a few million is not too much. I will deposit the money into your account before next Saturday."

After receiving the talisman given by Sang Feiwan, Zhou Dongdong felt a little relieved.

"You haven't finished work yet, so I won't bother you any more. I'll go back to the hotel and catch up on my sleep. I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm sure I'll be able to sleep well tonight."

After Zhou Dongdong left, Yu Beiming sat next to Sang Feiwan and asked, "Have you taken another job?"

Sang Feiwan's face was slightly solemn: "I'm afraid this matter will have some twists and turns. I didn't want to interfere, but Zhou Dongdong's face looks very dead. If I leave it alone, he will definitely die!"

Who sent the invitation letter 12 years late?

Is the missing Wen Xiaoying dead or alive?

What secrets are hidden in it?

Just now Sang Feiwan told Zhou Dongdong that the face in the photo was blurry and it was impossible to read it. In fact, it was just an excuse.

Sang Feiwan saw from Wen Xiaoying's face that she was infected with special power. Her fate changed and she was heading in a direction that even Sang Feiwan could not predict.

What exactly is that special power? Who is interfering with Wen Xiaoying's fate?