Contract Wife Runs away from the CEO

The sound of footsteps outside suddenly disappeared.

Yun Morong sat there, thinking about the scene in his dream blankly.

She didn't know why Yun Zixiao suddenly appeared in her dream.

However, she remembered what she said.

She said that Yiran's ability is in the same vein as Yun's astrology.

In the same vein.

Yun Morong closed his eyes.

Everything is explained.

Yiran came over soon, he was only in a nightgown, and he was clearly in a hurry.

He thought Yun Morong was sick, and hurried over.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yun Morong sitting in a pile of quilts in a daze.

Yiran breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and then laughed: "At this time and place, under such a situation, I can think that you have figured it out. Are you willing to have a child with me?"

Yun Morong grabbed the pillow and fell towards him: "I am looking for you, because I have something to ask you."

"Okay." Yiran grabbed the pillow, walked towards Yun Morong, and calmly placed it in her hand, then stood aside and said, "Is there something important that can’t be said tomorrow? You need it now. Only by taking good care of your body can you nurture a high-quality luanzi."

"Yiran, you found me because you discovered that the Yun family's astrology is exactly the same as the priestly ability of your dyed tribe? No, it should be, almost the same." Yun Mo Rong stared at one calmly. Ran: "It can even be said that the high priest is the Yun family's astrologer, and the astrologer is the high priest of the Ran tribe!"

The smile on Yiran's face diminished a little, his eyes turned on Yun Morong's body for a few times before he slowly said: "Yun, you know, women are too smart and will die soon. Huiji must hurt."

"I know." Yun Morong said indifferently, "I've already died once. Didn't you say that I was born again because of you? Unexpectedly, you did what my grandma couldn't do. ."

"How did you guess this?" Yiran did not deny Yun Morong's guess.

It is equivalent to the default.

"First, the Amazon basin and Province Y are separated by half of the earth. How did you find it from the masses of beings? The answer is blood. Second, Li has always insisted that I have children. You also emphasized that Xixi cannot have children. Only I can give birth. And only an astrologer can know that the next generation of astrologers are descendants of self. How do you know? The answer is, you are an astrologer. Third, my grandma has been alive for more than 80 years. It is the longest-lived one of the astrologers of the past. The reason is that her mission will not end without the appearance of a new astrologer, so she will always live. And I remember you said that because you haven’t found the next one. High priest, so even if your health is not good, you still have to persevere. Look, how similar. Fourth, both high priests and astrologers use their lifespan to predict. This kind of inverse The way heaven pushes life and the way life is consumed are exactly the same."

"Fifth, the Yun family has passed on for thousands of years. The context shows that for thousands of years, there must be a reason why a family can live so long. The Yun family has three treasures, books, medicine, and tea. But there is another treasure, which is from outsiders. What you don’t know is the astrologer. The dyed tribe has been passed on for thousands of years. Although the productivity has been low, it has never died. The reason is that the high priest in the tribe is the astrologer who is consuming his own life. The way to protect the smooth development of the tribe. Dare you say that the tin mines and other minerals you hold in your hand were really discovered by accident? Where are so many accidents in this world? There are so many accidents. It can only be intentional!"

"Sixth, the Yun family’s astrologers have a congenital relationship with the Yun family. In other words, the Yun family will subconsciously get close when they see the astrologer. The two of them have a complementary relationship and inheritance. The blood of thousands of years is rooted in the intimacy in the soul. This is why when Xixi and I met you for the first time, they would only love you, but would not hate you. I and Xixi’s cloud Family blood, it is destined that we will not hate the astrologer of the Yun family. And you just took advantage of this and gained our trust!"

"Seventh, when I was dyeing the tribe, I once asked, I want to see your face, but you run away in a panic. You don’t just want to use the identity of Yiren to gain my trust. Because if you’re just afraid If you recognize it, you can change your face. However, the fact is that once I see your face, I can think of my inexplicable affection for you. When you change your identity and change your face, I will Because the frequency of good feelings is too high, suspicion arises. Yiran, am I right?"

"Papa Papa!" Yiran couldn't help applauding Yun Mo Rong, and said in amazement: "Yun, you are so smart, you are so amazing from now on, how can you make me willing to leave you? Yes, you are all That's right."

Yun Mo Rong stared at it with determination.

"You have forgotten a little bit. The Yun family's astrologer and the person who gave birth to the next generation of astrologers are a natural match. They can't help but love each other. So, Yun, do you really dislike me? I don’t believe it. This is from the entanglement of the soul.” Yiran looked at Yun Morong with a certain degree of determination: “In the beginning, I didn’t believe in this so-called destiny. I thought I would be an exception. However, after contacting you, I I found that I still couldn't escape this fate, and I was really moved by you."

Yun Mo Rong shifted his sight.

The moment Yiran suddenly confessed to her, she was indeed inexplicably moved.

If it weren't for Jiang Yihai's emotional support, I'm afraid she will really fall, right?

What a terrible blood power!

"I remember reading a biography of the Yun family. The biography once recorded the tragic story of an astrologer in the Yun family and a daughter of the Yun family thousands of years ago. The two of them are destined. That daughter was finally killed by one. King Hou sealed his wife, but the astrologer became the princess’s husband. A couple broke apart abruptly, and the Yun family’s daughter died within the high walls. The astrologer leaped while holding her tablet. Suicide and death in love. It is because they did not marry, did not give birth to the next generation of astrologers, which caused the Yun family to be almost destroyed. If it were not for an unfavored daughter, the astrologer’s ability was suddenly awakened, I am afraid that Yun’s family is here. In that turmoil, disappeared completely in the long river of history, right?" Yiran asked slowly.

Yun Morong didn't expect Yiran to know this legend of the Yun family.

So it seems that all this really didn't go away.

"I didn't expect it to be passed on for so long, and it was almost cut off in our generation. The astrologer of your Yun family should have inferred the fate of the Yun family, right?" Yiran asked.

Yun Morong nodded silently.

It was precisely because grandma inferred the disaster of the Yun family that she would send Xixi away.

Indeed, in the past few years, the Yun family almost really disappeared.

Later, Xixi tried to turn the tide and finally saved the Yun family.

"Since you know everything, do you want to reject me?" Yiran looked at Yun Morong with a certain degree of determination: "Bringing a child with me is not only for influencing the tribe, but also for the Yun family. I don't even want to Mind, my child, who is also the high priest of the dyed tribe and the astrologer of the Yun family. Yun, you think about it! I don’t intend to have you forever, I just want to pass on my tribe from generation to generation. Go down."

After saying this, Yiran left the room.

Yun Morong didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Get out of bed, stand by the window, staring at the stars outside in a daze.

When she learned the truth, instead of being half relaxed, she became more and more heavier.

If this is the case, then Yiran will not let him go easily.

And I really don’t want to have children with anyone other than Jiang Yihai!

Yihai paid too much and sacrificed too much for himself.

How can I have such a good husband.

How can one do something that is sorry for him?

No, it cannot.

Yunhe squeezed the railing tightly, saying that nothing would make it happen.

Yiran returned to her room, and was not as calm as she was just now. Instead, she knelt on the ground in embarrassment, clutching her chest hard, and gasping for breath.

His body is really bad.

He used so many abilities that he was finally backlashed.

But he couldn't die, he couldn't die, he could only continue to be tortured by the illness until the new high priest appeared.

After the pain passed, Yiran struggled to get up from the ground, and walked to the bed with the table. From the bedside cabinet, he opened a box, took out a pill from it, and threw it into his mouth. After a while, it calmed down slowly.

"It's really torture." Yiran laughed at himself: "The whip that was slapped by Yun Zixiao almost killed my life. But, I won't give up, Yun."

As soon as Yiran was about to fall asleep, he saw the phone light up.

He got up again and took a look at his phone. It was his people who sent him a message: "All intersections have increased their search and detection efforts. All cameras in the city have been hacked. If they reappear, I'm afraid they will be exposed. The probability is more than 80%."

"Eighty percent." Yiran rubbed his phone with a smile on his face: "Yin Sichen, you are really capable. R City is not your site, so you can control the penetration so quickly, I I really underestimated you."

After saying this, Yiran looked at the map again, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Mo Zixin, King Shuo, you are here too. It's really admirable!"

Yiran left his phone aside and fell asleep.

What if Yin Sichen and the others are tighter?

As long as he doesn't go out.

No one knows where he is.

As a high priest, if you can't do this well, you don't deserve to be a high priest.

Daybreak the next day.

Just after Yun Morong had breakfast, someone came over and said respectfully: "Miss Yun, Mr. Yiran, please go and enjoy the scenery."