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

Inside the restaurant.

Qin Baichen took off his coat and rolled up his shirt sleeves to his forearms, revealing the warm-colored beads on his wrists.

His slender fingers with distinct joints held Fu Jiuqing's favorite dishes and placed them in the position closest to the main seat.

Fu Jiayou, who rushed into the restaurant, strode forward and picked up Qin Baichen's back collar.

He spoke in a very irritable tone and asked displeasedly: "Boy, how did you deceive my sister? And what's the matter with your ghostly aura? What kind of evil magic have you practiced?"

Because of Qin Baichen's sudden attack, the plate of pickled radish strips in his hand almost fell over on the table.

The busy servants around were so shocked by this sudden scene that they stood there without even daring to breathe.

Master Qin's status in the family is very high, and he can be said to be as respected as the head of the family.

Qin Baichen's deep eyes flashed with a dark gleam of violence, and he placed the plate he was holding firmly on the table.

He raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the servants around him with his calm black eyes, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Madam is coming, please move faster."

The clear and cold voice, with its understatement, releases the unbearable pressure of those in power.

"Yes, Mr. Qin——"

The servants were busy again, and their movements became more cautious.

Qin Baichen stood up straight and easily pulled away the hand holding his collar.

He turned around slowly and looked at Fu Jiayou, who was about the same height as him, with gentle eyes.

Mr. Qin pursed his lips and smiled softly, with a gentle and harmless smile, and said in a tone that treats a junior: "With your sister's temperament and methods, do you think I can deceive her?

My constitution has been different from that of ordinary people since I was a child. I was born with evil spirits. If your sister had not appeared, I would have died long ago. My life belongs to her. "

Fu Jiayou didn't know what was going on. Hearing this, he leaned close to Qin Baichen's neck and moved his nose slightly, sniffing like a puppy.

Qin Baichen, who rarely got so close to anyone, subconsciously raised his leg and kicked Fu Jiayou, who had offended him.

Fu Jiayou sensed the danger immediately and teleported to a position several meters away.

He looked like a cat with exploded hair, his eyes widened, and he glared at Qin Baichen: "You sneak attack on me!"

Qin Baichen coughed, not knowing how to explain that this was a natural reaction.

This is Fu Jiuqing's younger brother, and the others are not as simple as just kicking him.

Qin Baichen looked gentle and warm, and apologized gently: "Sorry, it was a subconscious reaction."

Fu Jiayou frowned tightly and said in an evil voice: "It turns out that you have been planning to attack me for a long time!"

A question mark slowly popped up in Master Qin's mind.

His wife's younger brother seemed to have poor understanding.

"What is this doing?"

From the entrance of the restaurant, a cold and pleasant voice of inquiry came.

Fu Jiayou's vicious-dog expression immediately changed. His handsome face was filled with grievances, and he turned back to look at Fu Jiuqing eagerly.

He pointed at Qin Baichen, opened his mouth and complained: "Sister! He bullied me!"

The tone of the complaint was like coquettishness, and it was easy to pick up.

Fu Jiuqing's red lips twitched uncontrollably, and she almost lost control of her facial expression.

Her brother didn't look like he had been wronged. He was pretty good at bullying others.

Looking at Qin Baichen standing in front of the dining table, his posture is impeccable, his temperament is aristocratic and ascetic, and he has the good demeanor of a noble son of a noble family.

Fu Jiuqing walked straight towards Fu Jiayou and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Don't bully your brother-in-law. He has no interest in bullying children."

After being slapped, Jiayou was helped up. It didn't hurt or itch, and he continued to play tricks: "Sister, you have changed!"

He pointed at Qin Baichen and complained: "Isn't this man good-looking? He is a little taller than me. His fate is a little pitiful. His voice in the human world is comparable to that of the highest authority. You can't protect him just because of this." Hold him."

Qin Baichen stood in front of the dining table, his expression of emotion and anger changed slightly, and his eyes looking at Fu Jiayou were also very strange.

Fu Jiuqing was also happy, and his beautiful eyebrows smiled like a crescent moon.

She said dumbfounded: "Are you praising him in a roundabout way?"

Fu Jiayou sneered: "I'm not praising him. I just want to say that the things he owns in the Qin family are not worth mentioning to us."

The words that came out of his mouth were disdainful and somewhat reminding.

No matter how powerful the Qin family is in the human world, compared to the vast underworld and the gods in charge of billions of ghosts, there is no comparison.

How could Fu Jiuqing not know that his younger brother actually had delicate thoughts?

This is a subtle warning to her not to be emotional and to be deceived by humans. The love between humans and ghosts is destined to have no good results.

Fu Jiuqing raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Don't worry about it, you just need to remember one thing."

Fu Jiayou asked: "What's the matter?"

Fu Jiuqing said in a deep voice: "He is your brother-in-law and the father of your future nephew."

From beginning to end, she and Qin Baichen had a mutually beneficial relationship.

Apart from being an insignificant husband to her, the other person only has the identity of the child's father.

Fu Jiuqing watched the servants place the dishes on the table, and the tempting aroma of the food lingered in front of her nose.

She didn't explain to her brother and walked towards the main seat.

Qin Baichen sat aside and brought her tableware.

"You didn't eat anything for lunch. If you eat too much spicy food, your stomach will be uncomfortable. Eat something light first to cushion your stomach."

"Um--"

Under his care, Fu Jiuqing ate elegantly and quickly.

Fu Jiayou sat directly on the left hand side, picked up his chopsticks and swept through the dishes placed in front of him.

Halfway through the meal, he said as if unintentionally: "Sister, the breath on Qin Baichen's body is so familiar."

Fu Jiuqing, who was drinking the health soup, paused slightly while holding the spoon.

She raised her eyes and stared at her brother who was lowering his head to eat, and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Fu Jiayou's eyes rolled around, staring at Qin Baichen sitting next to his sister, and said maliciously:

"Don't you think that a person like him who is haunted by evil spirits is the same as a ten thousand-year-old ghost imprisoned in hell?

I suspect that he is an evil spirit who escaped from hell. He looks like a gentle scum, sinister and sinister! "

Fu Jiayou would never admit that the blood suppression he felt from Qin Baichen, like his sister, made him feel fear deep in his heart.

But he was telling the truth. Qin Baichen had the aura of the ghosts who had been imprisoned in purgatory for thousands of years, and he was even more sinister and terrifying than those evil ghosts.

Fu Jiuqing rolled his eyes at Fu Jiayou angrily and continued to drink the health soup, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.

Qin Baichen, who was compared to a ten thousand-year-old ghost, didn't care about Fu Jiayou.

He stretched out his hand with his sleeves rolled up, personally filled a bowl of health soup for Fu Jiayou, and placed the soup bowl in front of him.

Mr. Qin said with a smile: "In addition to conditioning your sister's body, this soup will also nourish the brain of the growing child. Drink more, there is not enough for the kitchen."