The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration wants to help the boss survive

Chapter 276 With You, Zean (2)

Going upstairs, Feng Yao looked at the house that had been cleaned up, wondering in her heart, did she really leave for two hours?
"It only took 10 minutes to get to the bank from home, and it should take 10 minutes to get back. Even if I walked a little slower in a daze, I wouldn't walk for 10 hour, [-] minutes..."

Feng Yao muttered, put the key on the coffee table, nestled in the sofa, just about to turn on the TV, he saw a feather glowing with mysterious light under the remote control.

The feathers are golden, with a faint white light shining on them, making them look a bit dreamy.

This…

A figure flashed in Feng Yao's mind, it was a preserved egg.

Yes, preserved egg is a magical bird...

And Mo Chi is the Peach Blossom Demon...

Feng Yao shook his head, he was so dazed that he could think of him when he saw something about him...

"He is the main god, how could he come to me...and..."

Feng Yao shook the feathers on his hands: "And people don't like me..."

Hey…

Feng Yao sighed lightly, and put the feather in the book on the corner of the table. It was a novel Pei Yuanyuan read. The feather might be used as a bookmark.

Raise your hand and press the on/off button on the remote control, and the channel that appears happens to be news reports.

"According to the observations of astronomy enthusiasts, there will be a Leonid meteor shower in City S tonight..."

"Recently, a homicide occurred in our city. Three women have been killed. The police said that the murderer committed crimes without rules and targeted women. I hope female friends pay attention to safety and do not go out unless necessary. The police are investigating more things..."

Feng Yao pressed the button, changed a music channel, listened to the music and nestled in the sofa, and soon, sleepiness came up.

In a drowsy state, Feng Yao seemed to hear the door opening. It should be that Pei Yuanyuan came back. She didn't wake up, turned over and fell asleep again.

Time passed little by little, and Feng Yao Mengzhong opened a flower shop with the 3000 million yuan. The shop was very large, and Pei Yuanyuan held a pot of peach blossoms at the door.

"Yao Er, do you think this looks good..."

Seeing the peach blossoms, Feng Yao felt mixed emotions, he leaned over and fiddled with the petals: "Where did they come from?"

"I passed by a fortune-telling booth, and the fortune-telling mage said that I was destined to be with this peach blossom, and even gave me a pot and soil..."

Pei Yuanyuan found a watering can and sprayed water on the petals. Under the sun, the water droplets on the peach tree glistened, as if they were beating, as if they were alive...

"Yao Er? Yao Er?"

Feng Yao turned over, squinted, Pei Yuanyuan came up, pinched Feng Yao's nose, and said dotingly: "Little slacker is up, the sweet and sour pork ribs are ready, if you don't get up, you don't have a share!"

Looking at the sky outside, it was dusk, Feng Yao sat up, pouted and hummed: "No! That's mine!"

Following Pei Yuanyuan into the kitchen, a plate of warm sweet and sour pork ribs and two simple stir-fried vegetables were placed on the table.

"Wow, so rich!"

Feng Yao rubbed his hands, took the chopsticks handed over by Pei Yuanyuan, and stuffed a rib into his mouth.

The sweet smell exploded in his mouth instantly, Feng Yao froze for a moment, looked at Pei Yuanyuan: "Sister, did you make this?"

"Yes, I passed by a fortune-telling booth today, and the fortune-teller gave me a pot of flowers and a cookbook out of nowhere."

With that said, Pei Yuanyuan put another piece of pork ribs into the Fengyao bowl.

Feng Yao was stunned. She was very familiar with this taste. Someone once made sweet and sour pork ribs with the same taste for her. It tasted sweet and special, very special.

Seeing Feng Yao's daze, Pei Yuanyuan called out: "Yao'er! What's wrong with you, you've always been dazed lately..."

"No...nothing...sister, what flowers did the fortune teller give you?"

Pei Yuanyuan picked a piece of green vegetable and put it in her bowl: "Peach blossom, to be precise, it's a peach tree...it hasn't bloomed yet, so I put it in the entrance hall, eh? Where are you going?"

Before Pei Yuanyuan finished speaking, Feng Yao put down his chopsticks and walked out of the kitchen.

She also followed, and told Feng Yao to carry the potted plant to the sofa, and couldn't help being curious: "What's the matter, do you like it?"

"En!" Feng Yao nodded heavily, recalling the dream she had just had, and tentatively asked: "Sister, I want to quit the showbiz, let's open a flower shop!"

Feng Yao chose the entertainment industry only because he wanted to heal Pei Yuanyuan's leg. Now that Pei Yuanyuan is fine, the contract with the company just expires in half a year...

Pei Yuanyuan, who always dotes on her younger sister, of course agrees, she also wants Feng Yao to live a normal life: "Okay, I just saved all the money you transferred to me before, enough for us to open a flower shop..."

"By the way, it's not peaceful recently, the official reminded us to go out..."

Pei Yuanyuan sat beside Feng Yao and helped her remove the dead leaves that had fallen to her cuffs.

"Ah."

Feng Yao also heard about this. A murderer appeared in the city and specifically targeted women.

Seeing that Feng Yao's attention was all on the peach tree, Pei Yuanyuan didn't blame her, she got up and patted her head: "Let's go, eat first..."

……

On the third floor of the shopping mall in the S city center, the woman was walking with wind in her high heels, carrying delicately packaged clothes in her hands. Judging by the clothes on her body, she was a rich man.

"Darling, I'm going home right away. I asked the nanny to prepare seafood for the evening. When will you be back?"

The woman was on the phone in one hand, turned around and approached the bathroom on the third floor, standing in front of the mirror and fiddling with her hair.

In the mirror, a beautiful face appeared. The woman was wearing a low-cut dress. After hanging up the phone, she took out a lipstick from her bag and touched up the color between her lips.

Just as her lips touched the lipstick, the light in the bathroom suddenly went out. The woman froze for a moment, and glanced outside. There was no light in the entire shopping mall.

There must be something wrong with the line.

The woman didn't think much, and turned on the flashlight function of her mobile phone to continue to refill her lipstick.

A black shadow flashed into the bathroom, turned towards the bright place, saw a woman standing in front of the mirror, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a dagger was drawn out of her sleeve, and she slowly approached the woman.

The woman put her mobile phone on the stage, put away her lipstick, and when she picked up her mobile phone and turned around, she bumped into a black shadow.

The woman's mouth was covered, her pupils were dilated, and her eyes were filled with fear...

……

After Feng Yao finished eating, he placed the pot of peach blossoms on the balcony and carefully trimmed the dead leaves on it.

Pei Yuanyuan, who finished cleaning up the garbage after dinner, came to the balcony with a watering can for watering the flowers: "The water has been filled, I'll go out and throw out the garbage..."

Feng Yao nodded, then seemed to think of something, and stopped Pei Yuanyuan: "Sister, it's not safe outside, you should put the porch first, I'll throw it away tomorrow..."

Pei Yuanyuan, who had already walked to the door, froze for a moment, recalled today's report, woke up, and put the garbage at the door.

"Then I'll take a shower first..."

Feng Yao watched Pei Yuanyuan enter the bathroom, squatted down, and whispered to the peach tree in front of him, "Mo Chi, could this be you?"

There is no such coincidence in this world. Feng Yao just dreamed that Pei Yuanyuan brought back a pot of peach blossoms. In reality, she really brought back a pot of peach blossoms, and even the way to obtain the peach blossoms was exactly the same.

And the dishes made by Pei Yuanyuan, the taste is too similar...

Feng Yao has every reason to believe that this pot of peach tree is Mo Chi...

After waiting for a long time, the peach tree didn't shake the branches and leaves, Feng Yao pouted and sighed softly...

(End of this chapter)