My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

I don't know if it was because he recalled being kissed by him secretly, or because the word 'stranger' stimulated a certain nerve in Cao Xuanhe.

He felt an indescribable boredom welling up in his chest, and looked at the sumptuous dinner in front of him without the slightest appetite.

Yang Hong was cleaning the room. Seeing Cao Xuanhe stood up with a cold face and the food on the table was basically untouched, she asked aloud, "Mr. Cao, is today's food not to your liking?"

"No."

Cao Xuanhe said lightly, and walked towards the study. When he put his hand on the doorknob, he paused. He slightly tilted his head and said to Yang Hong in the living room behind him, "Aunt Yang, is it time to pay you?"

"Ah." Yang Hong shook her head: "No, today is only March 3th, and there are still a few days before the 6th."

Cao Xuanhe: "It will be issued in advance this month."

Yang Hong: "Uh, okay."

Whether it's a human or a ghost, they can't help being happy when it comes to salary.

Cao Xuanhe asked again: "Do you...do you still have the contact information of that brat?"

Yang Hong: "Are you talking about Ming Yi?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Yes."

Yang Hong: "There are some."

Cao Xuanhe: "You give him the salary."

Yang Hong was taken aback for half a second, then nodded, "Okay, okay."

Cao Xuanhe: "I will give you another copy later."

Do you want to give her two salaries, is there such a good thing?

Cao Xuanhe ignored her astonishment, opened the door and entered the study.

An hour later, Yang Hong cleaned the room, walked to the door of the study and knocked on the door: "Mr. Cao."

A deep and indifferent voice came from the room: "Come in."

Yang Hong opened the door and entered, Cao Xuanhe was sitting behind the desk, a small pile of golden ingots was placed on the clean and tidy table.

Cao Xuanhe closed the book and asked aloud, "Have you made the call yet?"

Yang Hong nodded: "I've done it, and the young master Ming will transfer the money to me after a while."

Cao Xuanhe said casually, "Didn't you say anything else?"

"Others?" Yang Hong thought about it for a while, then shook her head: "No."

Cao Xuanhe withdrew his gaze, didn't speak any more, got up and took the small pile of gold ingots together with Yang Hong's nameplate and threw them into the basin in the corner to ignite.

I don't know if it was Yang Hong's delusion, but she felt that Mr. Cao was not very happy.

Cao Xuanhe interrupted her thoughts: "Aunt Yang, I'm going on a long trip tomorrow, so I don't need to cook during the period."

"Good Mr. Cao."

After speaking, the gold ingots in the basin had been burned out, Yang Hong got his salary, got up and left.

Qinglin Cemetery.

After waking up from sleep, Ming Yi stretched comfortably, picked up the phone he left aside and opened it to check.

Just now in his sleep, he seemed to answer a call in a daze. It was the Aunt Yang whom he had found for Cao Xuanhe, asking him about his salary. At that time, he was very sleepy, so he answered casually and hung up .

He squinted his eyes to find out Aunt Yang's WeChat account, and typed in the salary agreed upon earlier, and the other party accepted it quickly and thanked her.

Ming Yi replied that you are not welcome, put down the phone again, and closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, he remembered something, woke up suddenly, sat up immediately, and quickly sent a message to Aunt Yang to ask.

Ming Yi: Aunt Yang, how is Boss Cao doing recently?

Yang Hong: Mr. Cao is very good.

Yang Hong: Same as before, I go out to do errands every day, and then go to the store or stay at home when I'm done.

Ming Yi: Have you heard him mention me?

Yang Hong: No

Yang Hong: You also know that Mr. Cao doesn't like to talk, and usually stays quietly by himself.

Ming Yi pursed his lips, a little disappointed: Then are you still angry looking at him?

Yang Hong: Why are you angry?

It seems that Aunt Yang didn't know that his relative Cao Xuanhe was beaten and kicked out.

But when I think about it carefully, I think it's normal. According to Cao Xuanhe's personality who likes to keep everything in his heart, he will definitely not mention it to outsiders.

Ming Yi didn't tell her her plan, just said: Aunt Yang, when you go to cook at Boss Cao's house tomorrow, try to mention my name in front of him, see how he reacts, and tell me about it afterwards.

Yang Hong: Mr. Cao is going on a long trip tomorrow, so he said that I don’t need to cook.

Ming Yi: Ah, where is he going?

Yang Hong: I don't know about this, Mr. Cao didn't say anything.

Ming Yi: Oh, okay, then you can go to work.

Yang Hong: When Mr. Cao comes back, can I tell you?

Mingyi: Good!

After exiting the chat box between the two, Ming Yi called his grandfather again, and it took a long time before he was connected.

"Hello, young man."

"Master Liu?" Ming Yi wondered, "Where's my grandfather?"

"My lord is busy breaking the formation."

"Break out?"

"That's right, it's the Yin Gathering Formation in Qili County."

"okay."

"Young master, if you have anything to do, I'll pass it on to you when you're done."

"No, stay safe."

"Okay, goodbye, little boy."

It seems that grandpa can't count on it, so he can only pin his hopes on the elder brother and the second elder brother.

Ming Yi: Brother!

Ming Jiu: Powerless, powerless, helpless.

Mingyi: ...

Mingyi: I haven't even said what it is!

Mingjiu: I already guessed it, you better go and beg your parents for mercy

Ming Yi: Anyway, he is a real brother, you have the heart to watch me die trapped in the tomb!

Mingjiu: I can't bear it, but I can't help.

Mingjiu: A few days ago, your second brother and I went home to visit our parents. We heard from them that you were chasing a living person to be your wife.

Mingjiu: We both persuaded them to let you out and sit down and have a good talk, but Dad didn't agree.

Ming Jiu: Your second brother didn't dare to say a few words from the beginning to the end, and asked me to bring you a sentence before leaving.

Mingyi: What?

Mingjiu: Little San'er, hold on, his future happiness is in your hands.

Mingyi: ...

Mingjiu: Although I don't understand what you and the second child are thinking, I don't want to stop it. Since you like it, then stick to it.

Mingjiu: Mom and Dad love you the most, and they definitely can't bear to shut you up like this forever.

Mingjiu: If it doesn't work, you can go to grandpa, he is good at talking.

Ming Yi: Shit, this time I was beaten because old man Ming filed a complaint.

Mingjiu: Then there is no other way, you can ask for more blessings.

Mingjiu: I guess your second brother won't come back this year.

Mingyi: ...

Does this mean that the family members can't count on it?

Jade Phoenix City, 'Gong' Hotel, in a luxury suite.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the room was pitch black, and Cao Xuanhe, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and sighed softly.

He has insomnia again.

"Si Ling."

Hearing the sound, a cloud of yin energy floated out of the bottle on the bedside table: "Master."

"what time is it?"

"11:12."

"Ah."

Then, the bedroom fell into silence.

Si Ling saw that the master simply asked for the time and had nothing else to say, so he was about to put it back into the bottle.

At this time, Cao Xuanhe's deep and hoarse voice sounded again in the darkness.

"Except for that day, has he ever...sneaked into the bedroom again?"

Si Ling guessed that the master probably wanted to ask if Ming Yi had ever secretly kissed him after that day, but in the middle of the conversation, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he changed the subject.

"No."

Cao Xuanhe opened his eyes: "Only that one time?"

Si Ling: "Yes."

That's really stupid.

The first time he steals a kiss, he can catch him right away.

In fact, except for Si Ling and Yin Youran, no one knew that Cao Xuanhe had a problem with deep sleep.

This is the aftereffect left by him when he fought against others decades ago.

Once he falls asleep, normal sounds won't wake him up at all.

If it is placed on ordinary people, this is not a serious problem, but it may increase a lot of troubles for Cao Xuanhe.

His body is too tempting for the kid.

Cao Xuanhe wasn't afraid that some ghost would snatch his body away while he was sleeping, but it was really troublesome to deal with these insignificant little things every day, so he simply asked Si Ling to keep watch for him.

It is also for this reason that Cao Xuanhe has a bad habit of using the bed, and when he goes to a strange place, he will suffer from insomnia because of his insecurity.

At home, I didn't wake up in the middle of the night, that day... It was a coincidence.

Cao Xuanhe withdrew his thoughts, and asked again: "What does he usually do at night?"

That brat has a wild temper, so he probably won't be able to stay in the living room peacefully.

Si Ling: "Except for being tied up by you with the Ghost Suppressing Array and two nights of being addicted to tablet games, I would sneak out while you were asleep and come back before dawn."

Really dishonest.

Si Ling: "I have followed him out a few times, and found that he likes to wander around the streets. When I met some evil spirits who bullied lonely ghosts, I would beat them up so hard that many little ghosts were quite afraid of him. .”

The corners of Cao Xuanhe's lips curled up slightly, thinking: it fits his irritable personality very well.

Si Ling couldn't help but add another sentence: "Although he's a bit nosy, he looks like a simple-minded kid with no evil intentions."

Indeed, although he is noisy and has a bad temper, he has a simple mind and a clear distinction between likes and dislikes. He has many shortcomings but more advantages.

The longer we get along, the more we can see that he is a young man from a rich family who grew up protected and loved.

And he is completely different.

Seeing that Cao Xuanhe was silent, Si Ling asked aloud, "Master, did I say something wrong?"

"No." Cao Xuanhe closed his eyes again: "I'm sleepy."

Si Ling: "Then you have a good rest."

A week later, Qinglin Cemetery.

Ming lay on one side in the urn, propping his temple with one hand, drawing circles on the wall of the urn boredly, thinking about how to get out.

The only one who can open the soul-locking chain is Grandpa, except for Dad, but now neither of them can count on it.

When Ming Yi was worrying, the mobile phone that was left aside suddenly vibrated.

"Buzz."

Ming Yi picked it up and unlocked it to check.

Yang Hong: Ming Yi, Mr. Cao is back

The daughter-in-law is back!

Ming Yi regained his energy in an instant and sat up.

Mingyi: When?

Yang Hong: When we go down today, Si Ling called me in advance and asked me to prepare Mr. Cao's dinner.

Mingyi: oh

Seeing the word Si Ling, Ming Yi's excitement was halved, obviously he still remembered his revenge for digging a hole for himself.

Yang Hong: But Mr. Cao didn't have much appetite, so he only ate a few mouthfuls and went to the store.

Ming Yi is puzzled: it's already night, what is he doing in the shop?

Yang Hong: I don't know.

Yang Hong: I think he might be looking for you.

Ming Yi: Ah, looking for me?

Ming Yi: Impossible.

He was the one who threw himself out of the house.

Yang Hong: Do you still remember that I called you a few days ago to ask for your salary?

Ming Yi: I remember.

Yang Hong: In fact, Mr. Cao asked me to call you, and then asked me what you said.

Yang Hong: I didn't realize it at the time.

Yang Hong: Today Mr. Cao asked me as soon as he came in, did you come during the time he was away, and I finally understood.

Yang Hong: A few days ago you asked me inexplicably if Mr. Cao was angry.

Yang Hong: Did you two quarrel?

Ming Yi sighed: Well, I pissed him off.

Yang Hong: I don't think Mr. Cao looks angry with you.

Yang Hong: I guess I have forgiven you long ago, but his character is not good at words.

Yang Hong: How about I go and call Mr. Cao, and you apologize to him?

Ming Yi was pleasantly surprised in an instant: "Is it possible?

Yang Hong: Of course.

Yang Hong: Wait.