Mr. Perfect Makeover

On the way, Wu Xinran kept thinking about the meaning of Su Yaoshi. If the word was taken literally, it would be easy to understand. And with an incomprehensible meaning.

However, this question did not bother him for a long time. Soon, Xiao Rufeng used practical actions to let him understand what it means to be a demon master.

He Fuming's wife, Zhang Li, is only in her early thirties this year. She is ten years younger than He Fuming. She may be well-maintained and looks even more attractive, but for some reason seeing them coming is like a mouse seeing a cat. He cried out in shock, hugging his head and hiding, no matter how He Fuming comforted him, he also hid behind the sofa, refusing to come out no matter what.

He Fuming is middle-aged, and he often goes in and out of hotels on weekdays. He has long been fucked by the alcoholic beauty tossed by foreign powers.

"Then, that, Master Xiao, look, what should we do about this?" He Fuming asked rather helplessly.

Xiao Rufeng glanced at the trembling figure behind the sofa, and said calmly: "It's okay, I'll go to other places in the mansion first, and you can persuade Madam."

"Then, that's good, Mommy, Mommy, take Master Xiao to look around the house." He Fuming called the nanny from home.

Xiao Rufeng nodded, then gave Wu Xinran a look, and left the hall with the old lady named Bao Ma, ready to go to the bedroom on the second floor.

Climbing up the stairs and standing on a high place, Wu Xin suddenly subconsciously glanced at Zhang Li who was still hiding behind the sofa. He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he saw a bunch of gray hair beside her ear. He didn't find anything unusual, so he secretly thought that he was too influenced by Xiao Rufeng, and he became suspicious.

Xiao Rufeng didn't know what he wanted to do. Bao's mother dutifully opened the doors of each room to let him observe closely, but he just stood at the door and glanced at it, and then changed to another room. That's it, only 15 minutes , then looked at the seven or eight rooms on the second and third floors.

"Go to the top floor and have a look." Xiao Rufeng said.

"This..." Bao Ma looked a little embarrassed, "The master said before his death that no one can go up to the top floor."

"Master? Isn't your master that fat, ah, Mr. He?" Wu Xin suddenly asked in doubt.

Mama Bao said: "That's the uncle, the master is the father of the young lady."

"Ah, that Mr. He is the door-to-door son-in-law, I thought it was..." Wu Xin suddenly shook his head, "Your lady's taste is really unique."

Bao Ma sighed and said, "Actually, we can't blame our young lady. If she wasn't pregnant at the time, how could she get married so hastily?"

"So it's a marriage with a son? No wonder, no wonder!" Wu Xin suddenly had such an expression, Xiao Rufeng saw that he just wanted to mess up the hair that had been smoothed out with his hands.

"I don't know where your young master is now?" Xiao Rufeng asked.

Bao Ma's face became sad for a moment, "Dead."

"Dead?" Xiao Rufeng asked, "When did it happen?"

Bao's mother said: "On the day Miss and Uncle got married, Miss had a miscarriage. It has been five years since then."

Wu Xin couldn't help but rolled his eyes suddenly, old lady, a miscarriage is a miscarriage, why do you use a dead word, it sounds very different, okay?

"That day, something very weird must have happened?" Xiao Rufeng said lightly.

Bao Ma's face changed, "No, no, one, everything is normal!"

"Auntie, looking at you, it doesn't seem to match what you said. If you lie, you have to make a draft first, right?" Wu Xin pouted suddenly.

Bao Ma gave him a hard look, this foolish young man is really unkind, he already looks shy, and his mouth is so incapable of speaking.

Wu Xin rubbed his head resentfully, and pulled the corner of Xiao Rufeng's clothes to carefully study what material it was made of.

However, Xiao Rufeng raised the corners of his eyes and said coldly: "The reason why your young lady became like this has a lot to do with that incident. If you don't tell me and let things get worse, I don't know what will happen in the end. So, will it implicate others."

Mommy Bao opened her eyes wide, "Also, there will be other people involved, I don't know what this other person refers to..."

Xiao Rufeng still had a fixed expression, but he gave Bao Ma an answer that she didn't want to know the most.