100 ways to be a scumbag boss

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"it's me."

She strode in and opened the closed curtains in the bedroom.

The black air had already dissipated a lot, but now, the room became even brighter.

The sudden light made Mu Wan squint his eyes in discomfort, and then he excitedly rushed forward to hug Shen Jinhuan. The reaction of his living father was nothing more than the same.

"Xiao Huanhuan, you finally came to save me! Hey, hey, hey!"

Although the last three words were howled out, her passionate emotions were not fake at all!

Shen Jinhuan can understand.

If any normal person saw a ghost, their reaction would be less dull than Mu Wan's.

"it's okay no problem."

She gently patted the little sister's back, and the blue energy light dots on her body spread out little by little, until the resentment in the room was surrounded and compressed, and then she slowly stopped her hand.

The rich black energy condensed into a small black bead. She was too lazy to waste energy to purify them, so she simply tore the space apart and threw the thing into the torrent of space.

Watching my family return to normal little by little.

Only then did Mu Wan relax.

"Call your boyfriend and ask him to come stay tonight."

"Huh? Oh."

Before, she might have asked why, but now, she would have to listen to whatever Jin Huan said!

Shen Jinhuan asked Mu Wan to call her boyfriend over because the house had just been filled with resentment and had a strong yin energy. Most men were born with a yang sign. The little sisters had never seen ghosts before, probably because there were men in the house every day in the past week.

Secondly, she wanted to do something with the statue downstairs.

According to the laws of heaven and earth, she cannot take the initiative to deal with ordinary people. Therefore, if the people below are desperate, it is better for Mu Wan to have a man here than her alone.

"You go and sit in the living room first."

"do not want!"

She saw another version of herself smiling in the mirror, and it was so creepy.

Mu Wan instinctively resisted going out. After all, there was a large full-length mirror in the living room!

"There are no more ghosts."

She gently touched Mu Wan's head, and blue energy overflowed.

Erase this unpleasant experience from the girl's mind and polish it appropriately.

The last one instantly passed through the partition and rushed downstairs!

Shen Jinhuan was always protective of his shortcomings, and he was also determined to retaliate against others.

Repaying evil with kindness and being moderately tolerant has never been her style.

The reason why Mu Wan suffered this crime was because the family downstairs had bad intentions.

In normal homes, the Buddhist niches are against the wall, while the Buddha statue faces people.

The Buddhist niche downstairs faces people with its back, and the Buddha statue faces the wall!

The wooden display rack was extremely dark in color, with chicken blood smeared on every corner.

After it dries, it looks like someone has applied a layer of special crimson dye.

The fishy smell is overwhelming.

Therefore, the former invites Buddha to come, and the latter invites evil spirits to come.

"Crack, click, click..."

The sound of wood splintering was noticeable.

The old man who was reading the newspaper in the room heard the noise and looked suspiciously at the small single room that had been the guest toilet but was now closed.

He gently pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Put down the old newspaper in your hand, stand up and walk to the kitchen.

As soon as I got closer, there was a fragrance of pork ribs.

The old lady is cooking pork rib soup for her eldest grandson!

"Old woman, I heard something noise in the toilet."

"Oh, maybe it's the Buddha statue fairy, protecting the little girl upstairs from having a good death."

The old lady said the most hateful words in the most kind tone.

"How about you go in and take a look?"

"alright."

The old lady put down the lid of the casserole, rubbed her oily hands on her apron, and immediately walked towards the guest toilet.

There was a rustling sound of unlocking the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a few drops of cool water fell down, hitting the old lady on the forehead.

She looked up suspiciously.

On the ceiling, a woman with disheveled hair and face covered in blood stared at her and smiled like this!