Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Liang Zhu, who was far away in Nanyang, fell silent again when he heard Fu Jiayou's words, even speechless.

He pushed the person kneeling in front of him away with his hands, ignored the resentful look in his eyes, got up and walked towards the magnificent indoor floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sun shines into the room, covering his naked body like a male model, and his strong muscles are outlined in sexy lines, as if shrouded in a layer of golden light, full of temptation.

Liang Zhu said to the phone in a compromising voice: "It is true. If it weren't for your sister, I would still be a useless person now, but that is also your sister's contribution. Fu Jiayou, are you sure you want a divorce? Are you kidding me?"

Fu Jiayou smiled: "Li, I don't want to marry you."

Liu Jiao's grudges in this life have dissipated, and the karma between him and the other party has been resolved. Naturally, he can no longer be entangled with Liang Zhu.

Liang Zhu said in a calm voice: "Okay, I have remembered what you said before. Burn the underworld coins for Liu Jiao as sacrificial supplies, right? I will arrange for someone to do it, and then go to handle the divorce procedures."

His attitude suddenly became friendly, and Fu Jiayou didn't feel comfortable with it for a while.

He touched the tip of his nose and said, "Then I'll wait for your good news. I won't go to Nanyang for the time being. For the sake of getting to know each other, you can come to me if you have any trouble in the future."

Liang Zhu seemed to laugh and said meaningfully: "I hope we won't meet again."

Fu Jiayou's rejection was not a good thing.

He said with a sly smile: "I take back what I said before. You have to ask me for help and make me happy, and then I will consider whether to help you."

After saying that, Fu Jiayou hung up the call very neatly, without giving Liang Zhu a chance to speak out.

Just as he hung up the phone, someone hit him on the head.

Fu Jiayou looked at the culprit with aggrieved eyes: "Sister, what are you doing?"

Fu Jiuqing poked his forehead with her finger and said: "Stupid!"

She knew what Liang Zhu was doing through the slight movement coming from the speaker of her mobile phone.

Fu Jiayou was new to the world, so naturally he didn't know about this kind of thing between men and women.

But this brat is almost an adult, and he should learn new knowledge on his own.

Fu Jiayou rubbed his forehead and complained: "What's so stupid? It's clearly Liang Zhu's grandson who doesn't know what he's doing!"

He gave the other party a chance, but the boy didn't appreciate it, so don't blame him. When the time comes, he will take this opportunity to torment the other party.

Fu Jiuqing did not correct his misunderstanding and urged: "Let's go back to the imperial capital."

Some things can only be understood by experiencing them.

Fu Jiayou is young and ignorant, and he can only understand the affairs of men and women by himself.

"coming!"

Fu Jiayou put away his cell phone, looked at his sister who was walking in front of him with a windy posture and a dashing posture, and raised his feet to catch up.

Fu Jiuqing did not forget his previous promise to Qin Baichen to call him back.

On her way to the landing site of the Qin family's private plane, she took out her mobile phone and called Qin Baichen.

As soon as the call was connected, Qin Baichen's low and gentle voice sounded: "Qingqing, when will you come back?"

Fu Jiuqing heard that his tone was as gentle as before, but his words were somewhat solemn.

She frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Baichen said with a serious tone: "Fu Mo'er is dead."

After hearing the news of Fu Mo'er's death, Fu Jiuqing's facial expression remained motionless and his eyelids did not even tremble.

She asked indifferently: "How did you die?"

Qin Baichen said: "I don't know the cause of death. The Fu family sent someone to report the funeral. Do you want to go?"

Fu Jiuqing smiled and said sarcastically: "I have nothing to do with the Fu family, so what should I do?

Furthermore, when Fu Mo'er got married, I sent someone to give her 444 gold ingots and ghost coins, which was considered a complete acquaintance with her. "

Qin Baichen was speechless for a moment. He gave away 444 gold ingot coins as a wedding gift. Is this something that ordinary people can do?

After a moment, he chuckled: "Okay, then I will let the people below not have to go through the process."

Because the Fu family and the Qin family are related by marriage, many people are waiting to see the Qin family's next move.

Just like the hurried wedding held by Fu Mo and Ye Shiqiao three days ago.

Most of the distinguished guests invited by the Fu family were there because the Qin family was attending the wedding.

This time, the forces that were paying attention to all parties must have known what to do when they saw that the Qin family did not show any expression.

Fu Jiuqing saw the helicopter parked in the open space in the distance, and Bai Ling and several other guards on the side could clearly see it.

She said into her phone: "The Fu family is insignificant to begin with. Don't notify me next time about them."

Qin Baichen said with a smile, indulgence and doting: "I know."

Fu Jiuqing touched his belly with one hand and felt a little hungry, and even the little things in his stomach became restless.

Not sure if it was telepathy, Qin Baichen suddenly asked: "Qingqing, have you eaten?"

Fu Jiuqing's cold eyes flashed with a faint light, and the expression on his delicate, expressionless face became much softer.

Her voice was low and hoarse as if soaked in water vapor: "No, I want to go back to eat."

Perhaps it was because Qin Baichen had always kept her in mind during this period and was considerate of everything. There was a trace of unconscious dependence hidden in Fu Jiuqing's cold voice.

No one can be indifferent to being greeted by others for a long time, let alone Fu Jiuqing, who has all human emotions and six desires.

Unfortunately, she herself knew nothing about it.

Qin Baichen felt that Fu Jiuqing's tone was unnatural. Except for his low and hoarse voice, everything else was normal.

But he could hear a hint of grievance and an indistinguishable hint of coquettishness.

Mr. Qin was a little panicked and coaxed in a softer voice: "I asked the kitchen to prepare it now. I opened a new jar of pickled radish strips at home and made you a health soup that nourishes and regulates your body. What else do you have?" Want anything else to eat?”

Fu Jiuqing was only a few dozen meters away from where the helicopter was parked, and his progress suddenly stopped.

She caressed the restless child with one hand and asked on the phone: "Qin Baichen, are you doing this to me because of the child?"

You can't blame Fu Jiuqing for being pretentious. Qin Baichen's voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone. It lost its calmness and calmness. The urgent care was tinged with tension.

She was curious whether it was the little thing in her stomach that made Qin Baichen nervous, or the reason why she was hungry.

Qin Baichen was silent for a few seconds, and said in a calm and helpless voice: "Qingqing, you are putting the cart before the horse. It is because of you that you are good to your child. Without you, he would not exist."

Fu Jiuqing probably understood it, but he didn't want to think about it deeply.

She changed the subject: "I want to eat something spicy and sour. I'll leave now. I'll probably get home in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'll make sure you have something to eat when you get home—"

Before boarding the plane, Fu Jiuqing ended the call with Qin Baichen.

She and Fu Jiayou boarded the Qin family's private helicopter one after another, far away from the beautiful village hills.