The daily life after marriage with the leader of Mori

It was not Mori Ogai himself who went to the banquet but a substitute disguised as him.

This is the best way to avoid risks and protect your own safety.

The phone rang with a beep, and it was a text message from Wutiaoqing.

[Five Loves: Darling, have you had dinner yet? ]

[Minataro: The hospital cafeteria is much uglier than I thought. ]

[Five loves: That's because you have been spoiled by my superb cooking skills. ]

Can a hospital canteen compare to a star-rated restaurant?

If nothing else, the prices vary greatly.

[Minataro: I really want to end overtime as soon as possible. ]

The driver whispered: "Boss, we're here."

[Minataro: I'm going to have an operation, see you later. ]

In order to make the enemy who assassinated him take the bait, Mori Ogai had to move around and hide, turning the double into him for a short time and exposing him to everyone's sight.

He has always been cautious, and there are different portraits of the leader of Mafia in the port.

Only when the truth is true and false can one hide oneself.

This is one of his secret residences, where he needs to stay until the double completes his mission.

Through the miniature camera equipped on the stand-in body, he can control the overall situation even if he is not at the banquet.

The voice of Chuya Zhongyuan came from the earphone: "Boss, the security work has been completed. According to your instructions, I deliberately exposed a few loopholes to facilitate the enemy to sneak in through the weak security."

"It seems to be a not so peaceful night. I hope Mr. Zaijian won't mind his banquet being ruined."

……

Wu Tiaoqing arrived at the banquet with Yi Gu and Gou Juan.

The two teenagers were wearing suits. The formal suits did not conceal their youthful looks, but instead added a different kind of charm.

Wu Tiaoqing handed the invitation to the guard and was ushered into the banquet hall.

"Where? Where?"

The middle-aged man in his thirties looked around, tugging at the doorman and asking non-stop: "Where is Yuan Fengchun? I'm a fan of his books. I heard that he was invited to a banquet and came specially."

The guard led the middle-aged man over, and looked at Wu Tiaoqing apologetically.

"You are Yuan Fengchun? I didn't expect such a beautiful lady!"

The other party was very excited, and took out a well-preserved brand-new book from the bag he carried with him and handed it to Wu Tiaoqing: "Can you sign it for me?"

Wu Tiaoqing smiled and said, "Okay."

The other party wanted to chat after getting the signature, but Wutiaoqing gave Yi Gu a wink.

Yi Gu took the initiative to stand up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry sir, we still have something to do, so we can't chat with you."

"Okay, you are busy!"

The middle-aged man turned his head one to three, and left with great reluctance.

It's crazy, is it so scary for book fans to chase authors now?

"Yuan Fengchun" is Wu Tiaoqing's fake author's pseudonym. This author really exists and has written many best-selling books, but the person under the author's name "Yuan Fengchun" is not Wu Tiaoqing.

Most conjurers have false identities that are convenient for doing things outside, and even the auxiliary supervisors hang government employees in order to complete their tasks.

Wu Tiaoqing glanced at the time: "It's seven o'clock sharp. I'll give you an hour. I'll wait for you downstairs. I've given you the topographic map of the entire villa. I hope you can complete the task within an hour."

Bone: "Okay."

Goujuan made an "ok" gesture.

The two left the banquet hall calmly to complete the task. Wu Tiaoqing took a glass of champagne and chatted with the insiders of the banquet slowly. During the period, they even signed autographs for several book fans.

"I heard that I have invited the leader of the port Mafia?"

Wu Tiaoqing took a sip of champagne and said, "I haven't seen the leader of Mafia at the port yet."

Someone laughed and said, "Is Yuan Sang planning to write a book about the mafia next?"

Wu Tiaoqing smiled: "This is also a unique culture of our country. It is not harmful to know more about it. Maybe, my next book is to write black./hand./Party?"

"I didn't expect Yuansang to be talented, beautiful, and have such an interesting personality."

Wu Tiaoqing toasted: "I will take this as your compliment to me."

Wu Tiaoqing mixed in the crowd, socializing like a duck in water, and fully integrated into it.

The whole banquet was suddenly quiet for a moment, and then it became noisy again.

The person next to him said: "Gen-san, that should be the leader of Mafia at the port, Mori Ogai."

Wu Tiaoqing's heart skipped a beat, his surname is Sen?

She looked over and saw that the leader of Mafia at the port was surrounded by the crowd, and the official who hosted the banquet was chatting with him.

Beside him, stood a teenage young man, his face was pale and bloodless, his brows were not obvious, and his sharp eyes swept across the banquet hall. As long as there was any danger of threatening the leader of Mafia at the port, he would He rushed forward without hesitation.

Mafia at the port seemed a little ordinary, with no temperament, and he was thrown in the crowd, and he couldn't even be found at a glance.

Wu Tiaoqing took a few random glances, and then looked away without interest.

She clicked on her phone, 15 minutes had passed since Goujuu and the others left.

In this mission, she will not provide any help.

The work of conjurers is dangerous, and the only one who can help them is themselves.

It is the most reliable way to hold your destiny in your own hands.

Mori Ogai, who was watching in front of the screen, suddenly lost his expression.

Why is she here?

Mori Ogai pointed at the headset and ordered: "Four o'clock direction, move the camera over."

Hearing the instruction, the stand-in turned slightly, and put the camera hidden in the pocket of his suit jacket in that position.

Mori Ogai zoomed in on the screen and saw an unexpected person.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed immediately.

The phone rang, and Wu Tiaoqing smiled apologetically at the people around her, and went to the hidden balcony to answer the phone.

"Hello? Is the surgery done?"

"Just finished."

Mori Ogai paused, pretending to be puzzled, "Is it outside? It sounds noisy."

"Attend an official's banquet. The other party is my book fan and invited me to attend. I didn't want to come, but the editor said that I can get in touch with more people so that I can obtain resources to facilitate the publication of new books in the future."

Mori Ogai was thoughtful: "That's it, I won't disturb you anymore."

He hung up the phone.

Wu Tiaoqing shrugged, her husband was just a little clingy.

The news of the dog roll came.

[Dog Curl Thorn: The security of the villa is stricter than expected, something is not right, I used a spell to ask a security guard, they are people from the port Mafia. ]

[Five loves: The leader of the port Mafia has indeed come to the banquet. Such a person must prevent the enemy from assassinating him when he comes to the banquet. This is making your task more difficult. ]

[Dog Roll Thorn: We have entered the third floor and found a room covered with curse marks, where the curse spirit should be. ]

[Five loves: Remember to set up the tent, and be careful with the task. ]

Wu Tiaoqing walked out of the balcony and returned to the banquet hall. She found that there were many strangers around her, and they were closing in on her.

The purpose of these people is unknown, but they appear to be harmless and even protective.

How is this going?

Seeing that they were able to invite the leader of Mafia at the port earlier, it proved that they have a good relationship.

Increased security in banquet halls and villas... Wu Tiaoqing thought of a possibility.

Mori Ogai deliberately showed up at the banquet to fish.

She observed the people around her calmly, and determined that most of them were people from the port of Mafia.

Is it...

Seeing that she is a hardcore fan of her book, afraid that the chaos caused by fishing in Mafia at Port Mafia will hurt her, and she deliberately asked people from Mafia at Port Mafia to protect her?

This book fan moved her too much.

A sudden gunshot caused chaos in the entire banquet hall.

Bullets grazed the lamp, and shards of glass fell.

The lights go out.

Wu Tiaoqing didn't move, and pretended to be afraid and froze in place.

The strange aura around her immediately moved towards her, leading her to hide in a safe place.

The mobile phone in Wu Tiaoqing's pocket vibrated, and she answered the phone: "Husband? Are you home yet?"

Mori Ogai looked at the screen, and said calmly, "On the way home, when will your banquet end?"

"Should it be soon?"

When the gun battle is over, the banquet will obviously not go on.

"What's going on? I think I heard a gunshot."

The cold light from the screen fell on his face, his expression was extremely cold, but his tone was extremely anxious: "Did something happen?"

In order not to scare her weak husband, Wu Tiaoqing lied: "I am performing magic, and the gunshots I heard are gunshots from props."

Mori Ogai: "..."

Screams sounded.

Before Mori Ogai asked, Wujoqing took the initiative to say: "Magic is a bit scary. Everyone was afraid that the magician's prop gun would hit someone, so they all screamed nervously."

As the lights were turned off, Mori Ogai's screen could only show swaying shadows and streaks of light from bullets passing by.

Mori Ogai had a complex expression, his wife used lies to cover up the danger in order not to worry him.

He could even see her cowering in fear, forcibly calming down so that he wouldn't find out.

Wu Tiaoqing yawned, and with a wave of his hand, sent the bullet that came through the sky at a high speed to another space.

When will it finish?I miss my husband.

Mori Ogai hesitated to speak: "Be careful when you go home, I'll hang up first."

Mori Ogai turned off the screen, and unconsciously tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers.

The game of experiencing ordinary life should be over in a short time.

The leader of Port Mafia should not have been indulging in plain warmth.

His expression became indifferent. The momentary stability is good, but what he needs more is someone who can stand side by side with him and be equal.

Obviously, his gentle and demure wife is not this person.

……

The gunshots faded and the people of Mafia in the port took control of the scene.

Wu Tiaoqing threw away the people around her and went straight to the third floor.

The black curtains surrounded the entire third floor, and as soon as she entered, she saw the cursed spirits all over the floor.

"Twist it!"

The mantra infused with mandatory orders spread falsely on the third floor, and the whole third floor shook.

The curse spirit dissipated into the air.

Gouju squeezed his throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Salmon..."

"Is your voice hoarse?"

Yi Gu thoughtfully took out the throat syrup and handed it to him: "Here, why did you forget to bring it?"

Goujuu smiled flatteringly, pinched his nose and drank half a bottle of the unpalatable syrup in one gulp.

After being resurrected with full blood, he gave Yi Gu a thumbs up.

Yi Gu said helplessly: "Don't forget to bring it next time."

The dog curl nodded, and the silver hair jumped up flamboyantly.

Wu Tiaoqing stopped the timer: "58 minutes, the task is completed. I will submit the report, congratulations in advance, second-level conjurer, dog curly thorn."

“Salmon Salmon!”

Wu Tiaoqing drove them back to the High School of Conjuration and then drove home.

The light in the house was on, and Wujoqing opened the door, and Mori Ogai was sitting on the sofa, thinking about something.

Hearing the movement, he suddenly looked towards the door.

"Have you been waiting for me?"

Mori Ogai gave a soft "hmm".

Wu Tiaoqing hugged him and rubbed against him coquettishly.

Such a considerate husband, it is so right to marry him.

It's just to hide your identity, which is a bit troublesome.

Mori Ogai hugged her, his demeanor changed from cold to soft in a place where Gojo Ji couldn't see.

This marriage, then... let's continue for a while.

……

On weekends, Mori Ogai seldom had a holiday to wait at home.

Wu Tiaoqing turned the phone to silent, and refused to answer all the tasks sent by the Conjuration Association today.

After breakfast, Gojo Ki and Mori Ogai divided up the housework.

In fact, the housekeeping had only cleaned the villa up and down a few days ago, but it is fun for the husband and wife to clean the house together. Wu Tiaoqing did not refuse, paddled around and cleaned the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator, and the ingredients purchased in the refrigerator were barely touched.

All the meals are takeaway. In order not to let Mori Ogai discover the abnormality of the refrigerator, she plans to change the ingredients in the refrigerator when Mori Ogai is away.

As for the old ingredients... Gojo Satoru has returned from overseas, so leave it to him.

The doorbell rang untimely.

Wu Tiaoqing ran to open the door.

Mori Ogai looked out: "Qing, who is here?"

Wu Tiaoqing opened the door, and a smiling face came oncoming.

The other party waved with enthusiasm: "Hi..."

Wu Tiaoqing closed the door neatly.

"No one, knocked on the wrong door."

Gojo Satoru who was rejected: "???"

It was right here, and it was his sister who opened the door just now.

Was he knocking on the wrong door, or was there something wrong with his sister?