Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Chapter 80
The street after the evening rush hour became quiet, and most of the lights in the surrounding office buildings were turned off. Occasionally, a car drove by at a slow speed, making a dull friction sound as it pressed against the concrete road.

Linde and the group of young people have evacuated safely.

All of them looked like walking corpses, with pale faces and wandering eyes, obviously not yet recovered from what happened just now.

Bei Yao is still in shock, holding on to the spell in her hand and refusing to release it.

She could imagine that if the spell was torn by Jojo at that time, she would be the one who died. Thinking of this, she had no sympathy for her companion's death at all, and was even a little happy.

Liang Yuanzhou's blind date went well.

I took a shower after get off work, and I was lying on the bed chatting with my little wife at this time.

Because I really don't have any experience in love, the conversation is basically about 'Have you eaten yet?what to eatIs it tasty?What time do you go to bed...' and other boring nonsense.

Fortunately, the other party didn't dislike him, and answered every question he asked seriously.

I heard people say that when you are with someone you like, even the air is sweet. Looking at the messages she sends, even a single punctuation mark will affect your emotions.

Liang Yuanzhou didn't understand anything before.

Now that I am enjoying it, I find it very interesting.

However, a sudden phone call made him unable to laugh anymore.

"Captain Liang, something has happened!"

The deputy on the phone said excitedly: "A supernatural event happened in an office park. The deceased was a girl, a host of supernatural adventures. After professional detection, she was killed by evil spirits."

"..." suddenly became busy!

So he had no choice but to put on his clothes, go to the scene of the crime, and work overtime!
...

In the manor, in the children's room, the lights were still on.

Fu Jingchuan sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, reading a storybook to the children.

Although he was young, even younger than Fu Yan, his heart seemed to have gone through vicissitudes.

I have met too many people, but my favorite is children.

Children's emotions are written on their faces, how sincere!
Unlike those who wanted to get close to him, each of them had hidden [-] minds, calculating and guarding all the time.

The bedroom door pushed open.

Yan Zhen stepped in, and saw a man in gray home clothes sitting in front of the children's bed, holding a picture book in his hand, reading vividly, the children listened so carefully that they couldn't bear to be disturbed.

Fu Jingchuan raised his eyes, looked at the woman at the door who walked out of a picture scroll, and was slightly taken aback.

It was the first time he saw someone wearing a cheongsam so beautifully.

The woman has red lips and white teeth, delicate eyebrows, and a green hairpin on her head. The painting style is beautiful and eye-catching.

He stood up slowly, and was about to go forward to say hello to the beautiful woman, when he saw Fu Yan stepping in, grabbed the woman's shoulder domineeringly, and said to him: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you call me sister-in-law?" .”

"sister in law?"

Fu Jingchuan froze for a moment, and looked at Yan Zhen silently.

Previously, he had heard that his fourth brother's wife came from the mountains, and he thought that she would carry some of the wildness of the village.

I didn't expect it to be so gentle and charming, Xiaojiabiyu.

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

He smiled and held out his hand.

Fu Yan took that hand first: "Why are you polite, I will meet him often in the future, so be respectful to him."

"Fourth brother, I've always been a respectful person. It's been a long time. Are you really going to attack me in front of my sister-in-law and the children?"

Seeing the two brothers reminiscing about the old days, Yan Zhen couldn't get in the way, so she turned and left with a smile.

She tied up those evil spirits, but after all, she couldn't bear to let their souls fly away, so she could only put them in her pocket and purify them first. After the evil spirit dissipated, she might still be saved.

If she really can't be saved, she will find a place to suppress it.

She pushed open the door of Yan Yurou's room, and before she could go in, she heard the girl's cry.

A small ball in the quilt quivered.

Yan Zhen sighed softly, and said, "Let me see if the face is disfigured?"

The quilt was lifted suddenly, and Yan Yurou sat up excitedly, with strong unwillingness and resentment on her face.

Yan Zhen saw that she was wearing pajamas, with delicate makeup on her face, but one side of her face was swollen, as if she had been beaten by someone.

No wonder she didn't go around Fu Jingchuan.

This appearance is indeed a bit ashamed to see people.

"I told you not to walk around, why didn't you listen?"

When Yan Zhen entered the door, Aunt Qiu sent her a small report, saying that Yan Yurou kept delivering things to Fu Jingchuan's house like a catwalk today.

However, it was only delivered to the door every time, and I couldn't even get in the door. I fell down and slapped my face on the marble tile, and it was red and swollen immediately.

well!Yan Zhen sighed quietly.

There are some things that she said countless times are useless, and now she doesn't want to waste any more saliva.

He just said: "The door of the house has been repaired, you should sleep well, and I will order someone to take you back tomorrow."

Yan Yurou refused, and started crying again: "I won't go back, I want to recuperate here."

"You can't raise it well, your horoscope is against the feng shui here, go back obediently, otherwise this time it's your face, next time it might be your legs!"

"How could this be?"

Yan Yurou didn't believe that before, but she didn't come to Fu's house a few times, and every time she was in a mess.

She grabbed Yan Zhen and asked, her tone more respectful: "Sister, do you think I can change my horoscope? I really like Fu Jingchuan! He is completely on my aesthetic line. If I don't If I marry him, I might as well die! Help me!"

"I'm not Yuelao, so I can't help you."

Yan Zhen pushed her away mercilessly, "Go to bed early, I will ask Aunt Qiu to bring you an ice pack and apply it on your face, so that when you go home every day, your mother will think it was me who hit you. I will tell you, Yan Yurou, if you dare If you falsely accuse me, then we will never communicate with each other in the future."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Now Yan Yurou's mind is full of Fu Jingchuan's face, she grabbed Yan Zhen's hand, shaking it coquettishly: "Sister, let me stay here for a while! I think the piece of jade you gave Dad is very good, Would you like to give me a piece too? I don't ask much, just don't let me be so unlucky, just make a fool of myself in front of Fu Jingchuan. "

"no!"

Yan Zhen pushed her away, took out a charm from her bag and threw it to her: "Here's this one, do you want it if you love it?"

Yan Yurou was excited: "Amulet? Thank you!"

...

The next day's family gathering was very lively.

Mr. Fu has raised eight sons, all of whom are married. If the whole family gathers together, there must be hundreds of people. Fortunately, this manor is big enough, otherwise they would not be able to receive them.

The huge banquet hall was brightly lit, men in suits and leather shoes and bejeweled women stood together in twos and threes, talking and laughing happily.

(End of this chapter)