ghost wife married

On the 88th floor of Dongshi Group, in the president's office, except for the sound of Dongyue's signing, everything was quiet.

After Dongyue finished reading one of the documents, he looked at his son who was sitting on the opposite sofa wanting to look away, and then at the watch on his wrist. Five hours had passed since Ling Yiran came to his office, and he said he was here to see His, but he pretended to have something to say, and every time he looked at him, he pretended to be playing a mobile game.

This made Dongyue very curious, what made his son so hard to tell.

It's no wonder that Ling Yiran couldn't speak, he really couldn't open his mouth to ask his father about being intimate with his partner.

He was also too impatient, why he ran here without thinking clearly.

Ling Yiran fell down on the sofa depressed, clicked the mini game on the phone, and then looked at Dongyue in a daze.

Dongyue refused to ask him.

Ling Yiran saw Dongyue reading documents non-stop, and asked curiously, "Dad, do you read so many documents every day?"

"En." Dongyue replied without raising his head.

Ling Yiran got up and walked in front of him, picked up a document and glanced at it. The dense text made his brain dizzy, and he couldn't understand it, so he silently put the document back.

He smiled at Dongyue: "Dad, I passed the exam of Great Impermanence."

"Congratulations." Dongyue's tone was neutral, and he didn't even give Ling Yiran a look.

Ling Yiran was heartbroken: "Dad, why don't you be happy for me?"

"A little impermanence, what's there to be happy about? Show me if you have the ability to be the king of Hades." Dongyue looked like he didn't take impermanence seriously.

Ling Yiran was speechless: "Dad, did you deliberately spoil my interest? Lord Yan's position is fixed, there is no exam, so let me show you how."

Seeing his listless look, Dongyue sighed silently: "I'll take you to dinner tonight to celebrate."

Ling Yiran smiled happily: "Father is the best."

The corner of Dongyue's mouth raised slightly, he lowered his head and continued to read the documents: "After I finish reading these documents, I will leave work."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Ling Yiran hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Dad, do you know how to avoid giving your yin energy to the other party when you are intimate with your partner?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a click, and the pen in Dongyue's hand passed through the thick document, and the temperature in the office instantly dropped to minus degrees Celsius.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not good, Ling Yiran smiled mischievously, and rushed to the door of the room as fast as he could: "Dad, I'll come to see you for dinner next time."

He hurriedly opened the door and left, and met Bi Xiu and Guan Ning who brought up the documents: "Are you here to find my dad?"

"That's right." Seeing Ling Yiran press the elevator downstairs, Bi Xiu asked, "Mr. Ling, are you leaving now? Aren't you going to have dinner with the president?"

"Accompany him next time." Ling Yiran thought about it, and added: "I wish you good luck."

Bi Xiu and Guan Ning were stunned: "We also wish you good luck."

Seeing the elevator arrive, Ling Yiran walked in quickly.

Bi Xiu and Guan Ning glanced at each other, then turned and walked towards the door of the president's office.

Guan Ning knocked on the door, but there was no response, so he knocked on the door again, and then heard Bi Xiu say, "Fuck."

"what happened?"

Bixiu pointed to the door frame and said, "It's frozen."

Seeing that the door frame was covered with a thin layer of ice, Guan Ning quickly pushed it open to take a look. The office turned into an ice cave, all the furniture in the house turned into ice sculptures, and even the swimming pool outside was frozen into ice.

Bixiu quickly closed the door, and asked Dongyue, who was covered in cold air, "Master, who offended you? Could it be the little master who made you angry? It shouldn't be, the little master is the one who hurts you the most. Angry at him?"

Dong Yue heard him mention Ling Yiran, and quickly recovered: "What about others?"

"He just went back."

Dongyue immediately called Ling Yiran.

Ling Yiran was afraid of being scolded, so he waited for several rings before answering the phone: "Dad..."

Dong Yue said solemnly: "Before you are underage, you are not allowed to do any intimate things with your partner, even holding hands."

Ling Yiran: "..."

"Did you hear me?"

Ling Yiran was speechless: "Dad, I'm over 100 years old..."

"A person over 100 years old is like a newborn baby in my eyes, and a person under [-] years old is a child."

Ling Yiran blushed: "Dad, how old are you?"

"Don't care how old I am."

"Then when I become an adult, can you tell me why I don't transfer myself to my partner?"

Dongyue was silent for a while.

Bixiu and the others feel that the company is getting colder.

Ling Yiran called out, "Dad?"

"We'll talk about it later." Dongyue hung up the phone.

Guan Ning hurriedly said: "Master, you should put away the cold air on your body, if this continues, the outside staff will find something is wrong."

Dongyue looked at the icy room and put away the chill.

Bi Xiu sighed: "Master, do you feel like an old father now, wanting your son to marry and have children, but afraid of being raped by a pig?"

Dongyue glanced coldly, and threw the document with steel ice stuck in it to Bixiu: "Reprint a copy."

"Yes." Bi Xiu couldn't hold back Dongyue's anger, so he quickly took the documents and left.

Dongyue looked at the photo on the table and sighed, "My son has finally grown up."

I'm thinking about doing intimacy with my partner.

Guan Ning smiled and said, "Didn't Master already know that this day would come? Master should have been prepared for it long ago."

When Dongyue thought of giving away the child who had been in his hands for so many years, he couldn't prepare well. He got up and said, "I want to take a break. You can handle the business for me."

"Yes."

Dongyue disappeared into the office, and when he appeared, he came to the door of Ling's house and rang the doorbell of Ling's house.

The people who opened the door were servants of the Ling family. They knew Dongyue and invited him in.

Dong Yue asked, "Is Ling Qin there?"

The servant said: "He's in his yard, I'll take you there."

"No, I'll go there by myself." Dongyue came to Ling Qin's yard and saw Ling Qin sitting on a stone chair seriously flipping through old books. He walked lightly and saw that it was a very old notebook. The notebook was written in a familiar font imprinted in his mind. He squinted his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Whose notebook is this?"

Ling Qin was taken aback when he heard the voice: "Mr. Dong, why are you here?" He was all focused on his notebook before, and he didn't hear anyone walk in.

"I just arrived." Dongyue sat down, took the notebook in his hand and said, "Whose notebook is this?"

"My patriarch Ling Haochen's."

Dongyue: "..."

Ling Qin took the notebook back: "Mr. Dong, is there something wrong? Could it be another ghost?"

"No, it's just that I'm in a bad mood, so I just come to sit here with you, aren't you welcome?"

"No, you are welcome, but I don't have time to greet you now." Ling Qin continued flipping through the notebook: "I want to check some information now, to see if there are any records of these things in the ancestor's notebook."

"whats the matter?"

Ling Qin thought for a while and said: "Anyway, you know about this matter, and you are not afraid to tell you. You know that my Xiaozu is a ghost messenger, but my yin marriage partner is a living person. There is a saying that people and ghosts are different ways. So I want to find a way so that when they are in close contact, Xiao Zu will not transfer Yin Qi to the other party."

Dongyue: "..."

He was worrying about this matter, but this guy brought it up again.

"That's all you want them to be together?"

"Yes." Ling Qin smiled happily: "I don't know why, but as long as they are together, I am very happy."

Dong Yue looked at his smile and narrowed his eyes: "Do you have a sense of achievement that your ancestor conquered a lieutenant colonel in the military region?"

Ling Qin savored his words carefully, and then laughed: "It really feels like that."

Dongyue hooked the corner of his mouth: "You really look like him."

"Like him?" Ling Qin wondered, "Who are you talking about?"

Dong Yue said casually, "I said you really look like your little ancestor."

"Really?" Ling Qin said with a smile: "But my grandfather said that I look more like the ancestor, both in ability and personality, so he loves me very much."

Dongyue hummed.

"I also hope that I am like the ancestor. I want to be a better feng shui fortune teller than the ancestor. Oh, I won't tell you. I'm going to continue to check the information. Alas, it really breaks the heart of me, a junior." Ling Qin stopped chatting with him and continued to look up information. When he saw useful notes, he would write them down. He held the pen like he was holding a writing brush. It's like a calligraphy brush. Most importantly, his handwriting is a bit like his ancestor's handwriting, but his handwriting is tender, while his ancestor's handwriting is more majestic and calm.

Dongyue poured himself a glass of water, and silently watched Ling Qin write.

"Xiao Qin." Ling Yiran's voice came from outside.

Dongyue hummed softly.

Ling Yiran walked into the yard and saw Dongyue was there: "I'll go..."

How could his father be here?

Ling Yiran was so frightened by Dongyue that he turned around and left.

Dongyue: "..."

Ling Qin excitedly called to him: "Xiaozu, you're here, come in quickly, I'll make some talismans for you."

Ling Yiran bit the bullet and walked into the yard, and smiled awkwardly at Dong Yue: "Mr. Dong, hello."

Dongyue nodded.

Ling Qin pulled Ling Yiran to sit down, then picked up the talisman and said, "Xiaozu, look quickly, what talisman did I draw for you?"

Ling Yiran looked at the talisman and shook his head: "I'm not a cultivator, so how do I know what talisman you drew?"

Ling Qin smiled: "It's a talisman to remove Yin Qi. From now on, you and Lieutenant Colonel Xing can kiss as much as you want. After kissing, just use the Talisman to remove Yin Qi."

"Pfft——" Tea spewed out of Dongyue's mouth, and the talisman in Ling Qin's hand was invalidated on the spot.

Ling Yiran: "..."

It was rare for Dongyue to lose his composure. He wiped his mouth with a bad complexion: "Sorry."

Ling Qin smiled and said, "It's okay, I have drawn a lot."

Dongyue: "..."

He raised his forehead together: "..."

Xiaoqin, please stop talking, otherwise I won't know how I died.