Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 143 [062] Long Zhutian's SMS

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After everything was done, it was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night. Yang Zimei was worried that her parents were worried, so she didn't stay any longer and wanted to go home.

Murong Yunqing wanted to drive her back in person, but she refused.

He had just been haunted by a foreign spirit. Although he was fine now, he was still weak and prone to accidents while driving. She didn't want to make fun of her own life, so she refused.

Murong Yunqing had no choice but to let Xiao Qiang take her back.

As soon as Yang Zimei left, Mrs. Murong asked Murong Yunqing, "Yunqing, who is she? Why haven't I heard of such a young girl physicist in City A before? If I didn't see it with my own eyes I can't believe she saved you from a ghost."

"I don't really know." Murong Yunqing touched the jade gourd on his neck with his fingers, thinking of Yang Zimei's obsidian-like pupils, a strange emotion surged in his heart.

"What makes me even more angry is that the famous Master Jiang is afraid of ghosts!" Mrs. Murong said angrily again, "I didn't expect that he is the real swindler of money. I was cheated of a lot of money by him before. You have to come back."

Murong Yunqing looked at his mother helplessly, if she hadn't believed in Jiang Mengran's burning incense, he would not have been in such a catastrophe.

As for Jiang Mengran!

His black eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in the bottom of his eyes——

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When Yang Zimei came home, his father didn't go back to his room to sleep, but sat in the living room and dozed off.

Seeing her coming back, Yang Qing stood up abruptly, with a relieved expression on his face, "Niuniu, you're finally back."

Seeing that her father had been waiting for her to come back, Yang Zimei felt a warm current in her heart, and a thin layer of mist filled her eyes.

It's great to have a family and parents. No matter where you are or what you do, you are always cared about, instead of being alone and helpless like in your last life.

"Dad, thank you."

"Thank you? Don't worry me about going out in the middle of the night in the future. You are a girl, and you will be in danger." Yang Qing taught me a serious lesson.

"Yeah." Yang Zimei nodded, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Yang Qing on the cheek, "It's nice to have a dad, dad, I love you!"

Yang Qing was a little overwhelmed by her sudden kiss, but his eye circles turned red unconsciously, thinking that she was exhausted ten years ago, and was lonely on the mountain for ten years. At a young age, I started to take on the financial responsibility of the family, divination and fortune-telling. I don’t know if I will commit five evils and three shortcomings in the future, and end up alone.

Every time he thought of this, he felt very heartbroken and hated himself for being powerless.

Seeing his father's red eye circles, Yang Zimei felt the urge to cry.

She reached out and hugged her father's shoulder, then smiled and said, "Dad, it's late at night, go back to your room and sleep, I'm tired too."

Yang Qing stretched out his rough hand and touched her head, "Well, have a good rest."

"Good night, Dad."

Yang Zimei returned to her room and lay lazily on the bed. When she saw the mobile phone on the table, she couldn't help but took it, but found that there were several short messages inside.

"Sister--"

"are you asleep?"

"I can not sleep--"

"I want you to sleep with me—"

Looking at the text messages sent by these four dragons day by day, the image of him lying here with his arms around her appeared in her mind, her ears couldn't help turning red, her heart was like a stone being thrown, and it rippled away...

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(End of this chapter)