Metaphysics boss dressed as a wealthy cannon fodder young master

Jian Xi gasped: "Fight!"

Yu Heng still had a bit of reason, he quickly let go of Jian Xi's hair, and hummed like a pig, "Don't let go!"

Only then did Jian Xi pull out the two fingers stuck in his nostrils, and quickly wiped them back and forth on his high-order blue suit with a stinky face.

Yu Heng: "..."

Yu Heng was about to die of anger. He tidied up the corners of his clothes, rubbed his lips in distaste and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Wu Chengcheng with his arms folded, "What is Mr. Yu doing with our Xizai? Can you explain to me?" explain?"

Yu Heng was full of impatience, "Fight!"

Wu Chengcheng: "..."

It was the first time for Yu Heng to go home in such ragged clothes.

The old lady Yu took off her presbyopic glasses, put down the book in her hand, put her hands behind her back in surprise, surrounded her young son whose shirt was torn into pieces, and said twice, "You have been eating like a monk since you were a child. The fireworks in the world are old-fashioned, why, did you suddenly enter the world?"

"Mom." Yu Heng frowned irritably.

"Come and tell mom, whose girl is this, she hits so hard, and doesn't leave a good place for your face, these claws are sharp."

Jian Xi's sharp nails, which were as sharp as cat's claws, suddenly flashed in Yu Heng's mind, and his face became even darker.

"I'm going upstairs."

"Go, remember to sleep after eating."

After the old lady Yu finished speaking, she called her eldest daughter who was far away abroad, "Yu Qiu, your brother is in love."

"Well, it seems that the little girl is quite powerful, and Xiao Heng's clothes were torn, tsk tsk."

"Well, I know, although your mother and I are old, but my mind is still working, I will call Xiaoheng to bring the girl to sit at home as soon as possible."

Yu Heng: "..."

When Yu Heng heard this scene, he was so angry that he didn't even think about going downstairs to eat.

This was the first time he was so angry since he was a child.

Jane Xi, you are really capable!

……

Jian Xi was also very angry here, but no matter how Wu Chengcheng asked, he didn't tell about being taken advantage of by Yu Laogou, otherwise he would be ashamed.

After eating hot pot outside with Wu Chengcheng and Sun He at noon, Jian Xi felt that the anger in her heart had gone a lot.

When there is less anger, the mind clears up.

The difference between him and Yu Heng is definitely a trick.

I just don't know when and how I got the trick.

Today, in addition to meeting Wang Yashan and his manager, he also met with many staff members, all of whom have opportunities to commit crimes.

Jian Xi couldn't figure it out, he had always been able to figure it out, if that person failed once, he would definitely come again.

The three of them had enough to eat and drink. Wu Chengcheng and Sun He said they wanted to send Jian Xi home. Jian Xi also knew that the paparazzi always loved him. The two of them said they wanted to send him, so they let him go. They saw him as soon as they went up the stairs. A thin and frail girl was squatting in front of the house.

When the little girl saw someone coming back, she immediately raised her head, and the moment she saw Jian Xi, tears burst out like sea water.

Wu Chengcheng was originally following behind Jian Xi, but when he saw this scene, he turned his head and stared at Jian Xi with accusation, and said angrily, "When did you provoke this sea fish again?"

Sun He looked at Jian Xi disapprovingly, "It's pitiful to see this girl crying, young master, you can't be too ruthless."

"...You two calm down for a while, why don't you become a screenwriter if you are so good at brainstorming."

Jian Xi looked at the old ghost Yang Chongshan who was squatting beside the little girl, and suddenly realized that the little girl was his only daughter Yang Lingling.

He thought that Yang Chongshan had gone to reincarnate a long time ago, but he didn't expect that he was still stranded in the mortal world.

Jian Xi frowned, she wanted to lose her mind.

He opened the door and let the little girl in to talk.

But Yang Lingling seemed to be frightened by the painful experience of the human traffickers, and she was very vigilant. When she said to enter the house, she unconsciously grabbed the door frame with her fingers, shook her head with a face full of horror, and said nothing.

In front of Wu Chengcheng and Sun He, Jian Xi couldn't talk to Yang Chongshan directly, so he had no choice but to say to them, "I have some personal matters to deal with, you two should go back first."

Wu Chengcheng asked worriedly, "Don't make a fuss too much, you're not mighty and majestic in the first place, so don't just be shy, you'll have to bring goods to Ding Dong Meow's live broadcast in a few days."

"……roll."

Jian Xi went up and kicked the two of them each, and unceremoniously drove them out of the corridor.

This scene stunned Yang Lingling who was crying and sad.

After the figures of the two walked away, Yang Lingling trembled and said, "I heard from the police uncle that my father..."

At the mention of his father, her eyes turned red again, and Yang Chongshan, who was standing next to her, also turned red.

Yang Lingling sniffed and continued, "Before my father passed away, he often mentioned me to you... If it wasn't for you this time, I'm afraid I would never see my father again in this lifetime, let alone see him off for the last time .”

Yang Lingling cried even more while talking, lowering her head and tears streaming down, "It's my fault, I'm just a bastard, my mother died because of giving birth to me, my father loved my mother very much, it was me The murdered father lived alone for half his life, and then I rebelled again. If I hadn’t rebelled and lived my school life honestly, I wouldn’t have been caught by traffickers, and I would have been by my father’s side all the time, sending him off as soon as he fell down. Go to the hospital, maybe my dad won't die..."

"Dad, I'm sorry..."

Perhaps these things have been suppressed in her heart for too long. Her father left, and Yang Lingling had no one to talk to. The police said that the reason why they were rescued so quickly this time was thanks to her neighbors.

But her father had a very good relationship with her neighbors before she was alive. When Yang Lingling returned home and looked at the empty house, she unknowingly squatted at the door of the neighbor's house. He whimpered for a long time.

The old ghost covered his eyes with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Silly boy, Dad never blamed you."

It's a pity that Yang Lingling couldn't hear him, let alone see that his father was always by her side.

Jian Xi rubbed the little girl's head, opened the door and took a few pieces of paper and handed them to her, "Wipe your tears, don't be too sad."

Jian Xi glanced at the old ghost and said, "Your father never blamed you, he always hoped that you would live well."

"Really?" Yang Lingling looked at Jian Xi with teary eyes, eager to confirm it again from his mouth.

"It's true. Your father didn't leave. He loves you very much and has always been by your side. The reason why I know you were imprisoned by traffickers is because your father told me after his death."

Yang Lingling was stunned and incoherent for a while, "Dad, dad has been with me all this time? Dad will tell you after he dies?"

"Well, when you were young, you especially liked eating mochi, and it must be mochi wrapped in red bean paste, right?"

Yang Lingling nodded blankly.

"When you were young, you still liked to sleep with a doll with blond hair and light blue eyes. This doll was trampled by your father when he came home from get off work one day. You lost your temper with your father, didn't you?"

After Jian Xi also said many things that only she and her father knew, Yang Lingling burst into tears again.

"Dad really didn't leave..." Suddenly she raised her head and looked around the nothingness, and asked tentatively, "Dad, are you there?"

Yang Chongshan nodded heavily, and his figure floated in front of Yang Lingling's line of sight. He wanted to hug his daughter, but he passed right through. Looking at his transparent arm, Yang Chongshan still couldn't hold back his red eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Dad is here."

The old ghost looked at Jian Xi for help, "Can you let my daughter see me again?"

Jane Xi shook her head slowly.

When a person dies, he is dead. Although he has the ability to make the living see the dead, this will only aggravate Yang Chongshan's obsession with not wanting to leave, and it will harm him.

Yang Chongshan stroked Yang Lingling's hair, and carefully instructed, "In the future, when Dad is gone, you have to learn to live alone and live well."

Jian Xi repeated Yang Chongshan's words to Yang Lingling sentence by sentence.

A gust of dark wind passed by, and when Jian Xi turned around, he saw the two ghosts of black and white impermanence, who had already appeared behind the old ghost with the hook, and slowly walked towards the old ghost.

Black and white impermanence said to the old ghost, "Yang Chongshan, your time is up, your obsession has been resolved, you should go with us."

Yang Chongshan nodded silently, and bowed deeply to Jian Xi, "I can't repay my daughter's life-saving kindness in this life, but in the next life I will be your cow and horse!"

Jian Xi shook her head, "You should thank these two ghosts of black and white impermanence. It was they who exchanged terms with me, so I went to save your daughter."

After all, Black and White Wuchang promised to help him find his original soul and find out the reason why he transmigrated into this world.

He wasn't sure if the original owner was dead, and he didn't know why he put it on, and whether he could put it back on. If he put it back on, would he be dead or alive?

These questions are like a mess, and they are always a lump in Jian Xi's heart.

Piada is puzzled every day, and he is not at ease every day he lives in this world.

People like them pay attention to the cycle of cause and effect in everything they do, and they are most afraid of owing others cause and effect, but in the case of the original owner and him, he can't find out who is the cause and who is the effect.

This made him a little irritable whenever the night was quiet.

Black and White Impermanence smiled and shook his head, "No thanks, no thanks, I'll catch you back to work, and our brother's performance bonus will be settled, but Master, I haven't seen you for a few days, your light of merit is strong again."

Jian Xi smiled, "How is the investigation?"

Bai Wuchang grimaced and said, "Master, we only found out that your presence here is a high-level secret of the underworld. Our brothers are too low-level and have no authority to investigate deeply."

"...The result is the same as if you didn't say it."

"Master, don't be angry. We, the second ghost, are asking you when we go back to the underworld."

"Didn't you say that the level of your two ghosts is too low to be found?"

"It's not impossible..."

"tell me the story."

"It's the golden light of merit on you, master. If you are willing to donate it to us two ghosts, our merit will be high, and our position in the underworld will be able to rise, and the authority in our hands will be greater."

Seeing Bai Wuchang's flattering smile, Jian Xi narrowed her eyes, "Should I believe you?"

"Master, our second ghost is an upright ghost, you can rest assured."

"make a deal."

In her previous life, Jian Xi often dealt with black and white impermanence and all kinds of ghosts in the underworld, and she was not afraid that the two ghosts of black and white impermanence would dare to lie to him.

With the disappearance of the old ghost and the black and white impermanence ghosts, Yang Lingling seemed to feel her father's departure. After crying for a long time, she said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, I was wrong in this life. Be your daughter."

Jian Xi coaxed Yang Lingling away, and his mood was a bit complicated. He took out 200 million and set up a rescue fund for abducted women, and Yang Lingling was one of the first batch of abducted women rescued by him.

Jian Xi lay on her back on the bed, hoping that Yang Lingling's life would be easier in the future.