Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"In addition, the Wu family is now married to that Xiang family. Let alone Xiang family's real estate-Yirun Real Estate, we are the leader of Qinghe City..."

"It's the invitations sent by his two families to all walks of life, and the recipients are also among the best, even... not even inferior to you."

With that said, feeling that this old man was about to explode in mood swings, Zhao Feng was helpless, and quickly added another sentence.

"Yeah...but we can still be optimistic. After all, the current decision over there seems to be no further investigation..."

"You can't let them go without looking down, especially Xiang Xing! Do you know that her **** eyes are about to show all the truth!"

The old man yelled with anger.

Then, he felt his life and calmed down his breath.

The muddy gaze snapped hard, "In short, no one can know what happened back then! ... No matter what method you use, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must do them for me!"

"Also, get my puppet back quickly...I'm going to die soon, when I die, I must be buried with her!"

"……Yes……"

...

The other end.

The wedding of the two people was dragged on until two months later because various big figures could not get out of their bodies recently.

After receiving the certificate, Xiang Xing, who also had no work in the office, suddenly became idle.

Lived the days of being supported by Wu Chen with delicious food and drink, seemingly immortal and happy.

It's been a long time like this.

Until one day, the little guy got up lazily from the bed.

But he found that Wu Chen had brought out two suitcases and carefully filled them with clothes and some travel supplies.

Seeing her face hooded: "Achen, where are you going to go?"

strangeness.

He didn't tell her that he was going to travel.

"Wake up."

The man responded with a chuckle, but didn't lift his head.

Continue to move on, and replied, "My wife, we have to go back to my house, I need to get something."

As he said, he raised his delicate eyes and squinted gently at her.

"Take our family heirloom ring, which will be used at the wedding."

"So..."

Xiang Xing hugged the small pillow, his messy little head tilted.

Speaking of.

She got the certificate in a vague way. It seems that she hasn't seen her parents-in-law yet.

Will you see it this time?

Will those two dragons who meet the patriarchs who have never seen the end like her daughter-in-law who jumped out halfway?

...

As a result, she still didn't see it.

Wu Chen's parents almost settled abroad because of work.

As a result, at this moment, there are only a group of servants and housekeepers guarding the huge old Wu family house in front of her.

After getting the so-called heirloom of the Wu family-a pair of pale yellow-green opal rings, the two of them stayed in this deep mountain and old forest for a few more days.

Until one morning, Wu Chen took the little fellow who was still asleep and came to the Wu's Pian Ting, in front of a huge gossip mirror that was full of people.

"Master, grandma, good morning."

Wu Bo, the old housekeeper of the Wu family, seemed to be waiting again early, and when the two of them came, he hurried forward and saluted respectfully.

Then, he pointed to the gossip mirror behind him, and smiled lightly, "Master, everything is ready, and all the ‘obstacles’ on the road have been cleared."

"Ok."