Dressed as a Stepson of a Wealthy Cannon Fodder[Transmigration Book]

The tall and bright buildings retreated one after another, and Ling Zizhe sat in the back seat, staring at the glass with rapt attention.

Before he went out, Xia Man said he would go back early in the afternoon.

But today is really too busy, it will be night after the end, I don't know......

"Hey." He rubbed between his brows, his head hurting like swelling.

Liu Tezhu glanced at the boss through the rearview mirror, and found that the latter was frowning, and couldn't help asking: "Boss, what's wrong?"

Ling Zizhe shook his head, wanting to say nothing.

As a result, the voice changed, "I have a friend."

"Yeah." Liu Tezhu nodded and listened attentively.

"I made an appointment with someone to go home."

"Ah."

"It turned out to be too late."

"Ok?"

"Do you think the other party will be angry?"

"..." Liu Tezhu smiled coyly, and felt that the probability of that friend being the CEO was [-]%, "I think, it should...it will be."

Ling Zizhe's brows were deeply wrinkled.

Liu Tezhu's heart fluttered, and he cleared his throat, "Boss, you, do you have a date?"

"?" Ling Zizhe looked at the driver with deep eyes, and the latter was terrified.

Liu Tezhu asked puzzledly, "Is it rare that he is the one you are pursuing?"

Ling Zizhe was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply, "Not at all."

Before the boss passed it on coldly, Liu Tezhu obediently chose to shut up.

Ling Zizhe tapped his hands one after another, his eyes were secretive, "Why do you think so?"

"...Because, other people, you don't seem to care about being late."

After saying this, the car fell into silence.

Feeling the low air pressure, Liu Tezhu forced himself to put all his attention on the front.

It's not far from Ling's house, but it's enough for Ling Zizhe to think a lot.

In the end, he seemed to sigh slightly, "When will Master Huikong arrive tomorrow?"

It took Liu Tezhu a long time to contact Master Huikong, and they agreed to come to Ling's house tomorrow to solve the ghosts that entangled Ling Zizhe before.

Now, that ghost is still sealed in Xia Man's place.

"Boss, the master said that you have to come at noon to catch the earliest bus." Liu Tezhu paused, "The abbot of Mingzhao Temple made a fortune for you and said that there is no big problem, so relax."

relax.Ling Zizhe thought that all those ghosts were elusive, and he was a little autistic.

Xia Man is holding a pitch-black bead, which is a newly made soul-raising bead, which can enrich the soul.

After the first one was formed, the captured ghost was put into it, and after more than two hours, it was possible to see what the black mist ghost looked like.

He swiped lightly with two fingers, and a young woman stood not far away.

The woman combed a low ponytail, her face was pale, her eyes were empty, and she was wearing a formal suit, looking very capable.

However, she looks soft and quiet, less aggressive, which somehow makes people feel close.

"You..." Xia Man felt that this woman looked familiar, "Do you still remember who you are?"

Even though it has been condensed into its original appearance, the female ghost is still insane, "I...Zizhe...save him..."

Xia Man: "?" Choose words to fill in the blanks?You might as well draw my guess!

He asked again in a good temper, "What's your name?"

"Peng......Xinxue." The female ghost replied dryly.

Xia Man breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, at least I know what this ghost is called.

"Then what unfulfilled wish do you have? Why are you stranded here?"

"Protect...protect my...child..." The female ghost spoke with difficulty several times, and finally spoke clearly.

Children, sponsorship, Peng Xinxue.

Xia Man was instantly stunned.

Isn't this Ling Zizhe's own mother? !

Thoughts were racing through his mind, and before he could sort it out, there was a knock on the door.

"It's me." The cold voice came over, waking Xia Man up.

He stood up suddenly, and the miscellaneous things around him made a ping-pong-pong sound.

As soon as the door opened, Xia Man quickly pulled Ling Zizhe in, closed the door, and locked it.

All in one go.

Ling Zizhe: "......"

He pursed his thin lips tightly and said in his heart: Sure enough, he was angry.

Seeing that Ling Zizhe was so serious, Xia Man couldn't help but pause.

Could it be that Ling Zizhe already knew the identity of the female ghost?

"Feel sorry."

"That female ghost..."

The two spoke at the same time, and then they were taken aback.

Xia Man blinked, "Apologize, what are you doing?"

"..." Ling Zizhe felt a little headache, "I promised to come back in the afternoon, but something delayed me."

That's what happened.

Xia Man smiled awkwardly, Ling Zizhe didn't mention it, he forgot.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat and said solemnly, "It's okay, there is something very serious I want to tell you right now."

As long as you're not angry.Ling Zizhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "What's the matter?"

Xia Man handed the pitch-black ball to Ling Zizhe, hesitated for a while, "You, you first see who this is."

The pitch-black wooden beads were engraved with intricate runes, and Ling Zizhe got goose bumps from the cold as soon as he touched them.

Before he could sigh, he saw a figure not far away.

It was a young woman, smiling quietly, watching Ling Zizhe.

The empty eyes gradually became radiant and covered with mist.

"Zi...Zi Zhe..."

Ling Zizhe was stunned and froze in place.

Why did he see his mother as soon as he touched this bead?

Then...if he stepped forward, would the mother disappear?

He could see clearly that the woman in front of him was Peng Xinxue who had passed away for 11 years.

"Mom? Mom..." More words seemed to be stuck in my throat, I couldn't get up and down, it was so uncomfortable.

Peng Xinxue's eyes became clear, and she stood where she was, staring at Ling Zizhe, "Good boy...... I'm sorry."

Such a flexible reaction, such a realistic appearance, and thinking of the previous black shadow, Ling Zizhe had a guess in his mind.

An incredible guess.

He said with difficulty, "This is from before......"

Xia Man nodded, "Well, it's that black mist ghost. Before, her soul body was damaged and she couldn't show her body. I raised her in a bead, and now all you see is what's inside the bead."

As if to confirm his words, a flash of spiritual light appeared from the bead in Ling Zizhe's hand, which quickly dissipated, and Peng Xinxue disappeared.

"Mom!" Ling Zizhe's heart tightened, but he didn't see anything when he stepped forward.

Xia Man quickly grabbed him, "She's in the bead, in the bead."

Ling Zizhe calmed down, looked at the pearl in his hand complicatedly, "She...is there something wrong with her staying?"

Xia Man shook his head and nodded again.

Ling Zizhe: "?"

"I can't tell..." Xia Man struggled, "It doesn't seem like she knew how she died, but she had an obsession, and this obsession forced her to stay."

"Obsession..." Ling Zizhe lowered his eyes and murmured.

"Because she forced her to stay and has no resentment to support her, the soul body is very fragile now, so let's keep it in this bead for a while."

There must be something hidden in Peng Xinxue's unwillingness to dissipate in her heart, but her current soul state is simply shattered at the touch of a touch.

Ling Zizhe nodded heavily, and took a deep look at Xia Man, "Thank you."

If it weren't for him, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to see my mother again.

Xia Man blushed instantly, and gave up again and again, "No, no, you're welcome, Master Liu taught well."

Master Almighty Willow, awesome.

In the end Ling Zizhe took the beads back and took them with him.

Because Xia Man said that it would be more beneficial for Peng Xinxue to raise his soul if he was raised by his close relatives.

The next day was Aunt Ling Zizhe's birthday.

The Ling family didn't get up early, and when they went there, more than half of the guests had already taken up.

As soon as they arrived at the door, Ling Qiushi came out to greet them.

Ling Qiushi is Ling Zizhe's uncle, Ling Zhenhua's younger brother, and old man Ling's illegitimate son.

"Brother, sister-in-law, Xiaozhe, this is Xiaoman, right?" Ling Qiushi called out one by one, smiling very kindly, and warmly led several people in.

Everyone in the hall noticed Ling Zhenhua and the others. Although they scoffed at Ling Qiushi's flattery, they were extremely enthusiastic when it was their turn.

As if they were the hosts of the party.

Throughout the whole process, Ling Zhenhua just smiled faintly, nodded, shook hands, dealt with a few words, and then went to the rest room.

As soon as they left, the people in the hall instantly lost their worries.

"Ling Qiushi really invited Ling Zhenhua, you said he was an illegitimate child, so what?"

"Shh, don't let Ling Qiushi's family hear it, his wife is a shameless person, so be careful not to turn against you."

"Why else, when Mr. Ling passed away, he made Ling Zhenhua swear to take good care of such a younger brother."

"Is he crazy? His own son takes care of his illegitimate son? Ling Zhenhua won't turn his face?"

"It's okay, it's okay, in the Ling family, Ling Qiushi is very honest, obedient like a dog, it's okay to take care of him."

They chatted vigorously, and they had a great time discussing how the illegitimate child flattered the wife.

Completely oblivious to Ling Qiushi who passed by, his face was terribly gloomy.

He returned to the rest room prepared for his family, took a dozen or so deep breaths, but still couldn't swallow the breath.

"Ling Zhenhua, Ling Zhenhua, Ling Zhenhua again!"

Six out of ten of the guests outside came for the Ling family.

In their eyes, Ling Qiushi's family can't be regarded as the Ling family at all.

This is what he got for decades in a low voice, otherwise the old man wouldn't have left shares and money for himself at that time!

Ling Qiushi looks somewhat similar to Ling Zhenhua, except that he is rounder, his eyes appear small, and when he smiles, he looks like a mouse-eye.

At this moment, his face was flushed with anger, and he was gnashing his teeth.

This time, he managed to get Ling Zhenhua's family here, so he couldn't waste this opportunity!

Thinking of something, he smiled sullenly, and took out a string of bracelets from under the cabinet.

"I don't know if the news that the stepson killed his own son is explosive enough."

He grinned, looking forward to that scene.