Reincarnated as a ghost queen, I became the rich woman of the sky and the tyrant

Zenyuan Shier read the information package sent by Kong Shiyu in just a few glances.

Ignoring the useless ones, the rest is roughly: Yayoi Tsukihiko, female, 20, holding a huge inheritance at a young age, quite talented in business, poor in health, and rarely appears in front of the public.

He is a harmless and weak ordinary person, who has nothing to do with the rubbish imperial family in the world of rubbish spells, and is very suitable to be a suitable benefactor.

And judging from the current relationship, the other party's temper is also very good.

Kong Shiyu stamped his attitude on the back of the information package:

— Have a nice evening.

"Hui is now four years old. Children in the magic world will awaken spells when they are four to six years old. You should arrange it early."

Zen home.

Zenyuan even deleted it after reading it. After deleting it, he sat in the car and closed his eyes. Kong Shiyu's words hit what he was most worried about now.

There may be a lot of helplessness in the world of ordinary adults, but a non-artist like Zenyuan Shier who was born in the Zenyuan family has only inequality and sorrow in his life.

Even if he is the strongest heaven and tyrant, but without mantra power, he is useless in the monastery.

Those who are not Zen monasteries are not magicians, and those who are not magicians are not human beings.

He's trash born from such trash.

A phone call from his son can't make such a scumbag father look back, but his wife's profile picture will always make him feel a little touched in his heart.

Zenyuan Shier suddenly didn't want to gamble.

Feeling irritable, being ordered by his deceased wife, the sequelae left by education made him subconsciously start thinking about the child who stayed at home, the son he named Hui.

He can stay at the Chanyuan home, but his son cannot.

Kei should stay away from that mess.

Kong Shiyu's words are really good, Hui really can't just follow his trash father like this.

Yayoi Tsukihiko, as a character with a small heart, chose to remain silent with a wink.

Zenyuan Shier didn't recall it for long. A scum like him shouldn't have such a bright past. He said to Yayoi Tsukihiko, "What's your name?"

"Yayoi Tsukihiko."

"Have you any cash in hand? Give me some if you want, and I'll spend some time with you in return."

This is really, a surprise.

Without thinking about the specific meaning of Chanyuan Shier's telling you, Yayoi Tsukihiko took out his wallet and gave all the cash in it to the other party. He didn't have much money with him. After all, to be a qualified rich woman, you must learn to swipe your credit card!

He has a large row of bank cards!

"Are these enough? Not enough, I can go get some."

"No need," Zenyuan Shier didn't even look at it, grabbed all the cash and stuffed it into his pocket, then reached out to lift Yayoi Tsukihiko and put it in the back seat, then stepped into the driver's seat by himself.

"Tsk, I don't want to gamble today. I'm here to pick up someone. Is your car strong?"

Yayoi Tsukihiko: "...sturdy."

The cars that are equipped with their own stringers are all specially made, and they are definitely the first-class sturdy cars in this era.

Does Chanyuan Shier have to drive?He is looking forward to it.

In the next moment, the strongest man in his fancy, the Heaven and the Tyrant, showed his super-bad driving skills, driving his car to a speed of [-] yards that shouldn't have existed.

At the same time, the mobile phone of the newly appointed nephew Yi Wozuo received countless messages from the Tokyo Department of Transportation non-stop, telling him that your car is gone due to the urban racing.

Your driver's license is gone.

Take the time to retake the exam.

An ordinary scumbag, Yi Wozuo: "???"

He stared at Hei Si Mou in front of him, and suddenly his anger soared: "What the hell is going on? I took the test for three years before I got my driver's license!"

"Can't Master Yue Yan know how to drive?"

Hei Si Mou sat on the balcony holding the knife and said nothing, what happened to Shang Xian San had nothing to do with him.

Beside him, Tong Mo covered his mouth with a fan, and took the opportunity to sarcastically: "Underage should not take the driver's license test."

"Yiwozuo, you should listen to Master Yueyan and complete your homework."

Thinking of the heavy schoolbag, Yi Wozuo said, "...Tong Mo, sooner or later I'll kill you."

Just as desperate as Yiwoza is Yayoi Tsukihiko.

He never dreamed that Shi Er's driving skills would be so exciting, so bad, so free and unrestrained. When the other party stopped the car, his head began to feel dizzy for a long time.

It's six brains dizzy together.

The rich woman was sitting frozen in the car, and a sea of ​​stars appeared in front of her eyes.

Fortunately, Zenyuan Shier still remembered his identity as a boy, and after parking the car, he went to the back seat and pulled out the lucky one who was randomly grabbed.

"Wait for me." Yayoi Tsukihiko broke away from Zenyuan Shier's hand, put on an umbrella for himself, and felt dizzy while holding the car door with his other hand. He wanted to tremble and ask: "Mr. Can it exceed forty yards?" But he didn't say anything.

Because the other party's performance clearly expressed one thing, he didn't know!

Zenyuan Shier really doesn't know, he is active in the boundary between ordinary people and magicians, which is a gray area.

The inhuman education of the Chanyuan family made him not take ordinary people very seriously. The only thing worth remembering is his dead wife.

Yayoi Tsukihiko stood up: "I'm fine, do you need me to go there with you?" He looked at the surrounding environment, it was a very ordinary residence: "This is...?"

"It's my old house. I'm going to take my son to live with you tonight."

Yayoi Tsukihiko: "???"

"Who are you picking up just now?"

"my son."

Zenyuan Shier leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, his green eyes were completely indifferent, he stretched out his hand to pick up the curly hair next to Yayoi Tsukihiko's ear, and the charm of an adult man came over his face: "Of course, you can also refuse, Before you refuse, you need to transfer to me the money I gave you to eat and drive, and similarly, I will not return the cash you gave me."

The corners of Tian and Tyrant's mouths curved upwards. He was an excellent target, and his external conditions were enough to make people ignore his shortcoming of temper.

Yayoi Tsukihiko was sure that if he said no, the other party would turn around and leave after taking the money.

He is also sure that no woman will reject him, if she refuses, it means she is not rich enough, so she should change to another one.

He has the capital and vision to be a top-notch boy.

It's a pity that Yayoi Tsukihiko is not a sex girl, he can't feel the ubiquitous charm of Zenyuan Shier, as a man, what he covets is the strength of the sky and the tyrant.

Yayoi Tsukihiko suddenly laughed: "No, no, no, I won't refuse, but it's nothing to take my son to live with me, as long as you are willing to live in this villa for you forever."

"Mr. Zenyuan, be more confident, you are much more precious than the villa."

So precious that he appeared in women's clothing himself.

Yayoi Tsukihiko finally had the opportunity to reveal his purpose: "I don't know if I have the honor to hire you as my bodyguard. You can show up when you are free, and you can pay whatever you want. After all, I am just a weak but capable bodyguard." Ordinary people with money.”

He smiled harmlessly, the Ghost King's appearance was delicate and fragile: "Ordinary people always care about their own lives."

"No," Chanyuan Shi'er directly refused, turned around and left: "I never accept similar tasks."

"You are responsible for all my consumption recently, and you don't even think about anything else."

Don't even think about it.

Completely rejected.

Zenyuan Shier didn't give him another explanation, and took out a key that hadn't been used for a long time and opened the door.

Nostalgia flashed in the green eyes, which contained his past and his son.

What will the son of heaven and the tyrant look like?Yayoi Tsukihiko was once curious.

Maybe it's as unruly and powerful as him?Or is it childish and cynical?

It's like the men Gui Wang Wu Mi found for him are all scumbags like him, especially Tong Mo.

He didn't wink enough to make him, the ghost king version 2.0, want to persecute him.

Yayoi Tsukihiko looked over with a trace of curiosity.

The kid who appeared in front of him was very short, with short hair, curled up like a little sea urchin's head, the clothes should be worn by himself, and he stood there with a blank expression, his appearance similar to Shier's was not as expressive as the other's. It exuded a quiet and well-behaved breath.

Like a young and stubborn little black kitten.

It's really... unexpectedly innocent and cute.

Yayoi Tsukihiko showed a puzzled face, then a grotesque face, and finally froze into an expression like eating Xiang, pointing at the cub and facing Shier: "...your son?"

Then pointing at Shi Er to the three cubs: "...your father?"

Zenyuan Shier ignored him, but the son called Hui nodded, and was very polite to Yayoi Tsukihiko: "He is my father."

This smell is much worse.

Zenyuan Shi Er didn't care about his son's answer, and gave orders like every scumbag father: "Close the door and go out to live with me tonight."

Chanyuanhui has experienced too many times being taken by his father to stay at the homes of various rich women.

At the beginning, he would still be angry, and would hit the scumbag with his weak fist, asking him angrily how could he do this?

"Are you worthy of your mother like this?"

Afterwards, he stopped struggling after a lot of times, Zenyuan Shier is just a scumbag, he thought, how can he survive if he is not a bad boy?

At least he still remembers that he has a son, which is already very good.

But feeling desperate for Shier doesn't mean he won't fight against Shier, even if it's for his mother, he can't make the scumbag have a good time.

Zenyuan Hui said hello to Yayoi Tsukihiko very politely, then stepped aside, and picked up her empty small bag very skillfully.

With a deadpan gesture: "Okay, I'll go and pack my things."

Yayoi Tsukihiko looked at the three-year-old child in front of him packing his luggage, and the 1.8-meter strongest father was waiting at the door with nothing to do. The child's clothes were a little dirty and his face was messed up. He smiled and said, "Let me help you."

He looked at the sky and put away the umbrella. The King of Ghosts quickly cleaned up his appearance, as if he was not the one who was rejected just now. He is still the exquisite and beautiful Ms. Yayoi Tsukihiko.

"No need." The child refused, and he stood in the shadow of the door: "Anyway, No.70 has already packed up his things and stayed overnight eight times."

No.70 eight times...

The corner of Yayoi Tsukihiko's mouth couldn't help twitching.

It seems that Zenyuan Shier has such an experience of taking his son to stay in different women's homes, isn't it the first time?

This is true, what a scumbag.