Skilled in managing a house

Qi Wuyao and Jack Liu's cars first arrived at the gate of the district office's residential compound and drove around. Then they found a hotel in the nearest place, opened the most expensive suite, ordered a lot of dishes, and asked the waiter to deliver them to their room.

It's already seven o'clock in the evening. When Paris got out of the car, she took out a large suitcase from the trunk.

Entering the room, she said directly: "Do you have any photos of those two women?"

"Yes." Qi Wuyao was already ready and took out his mobile phone. There were photos of Wen Qiong and Pan Yun on it.

Paris looked at it for a while, nodded, and walked towards the bedroom inside.

Qi Wuyao and Qi Tongwei were very curious and followed him in together.

In the bedroom, Paris asked Jack Liu to close the curtains, and she put the large suitcase on the bed.

She didn't let anyone touch the huge suitcase. Even if the waiter wanted to help, she couldn't help it.

Opening the suitcase, there was a three-legged stand, a crystal ball, and what looked like a dictionary. The black cover has two rows of gold letter symbols.

Paris first placed the tripod stand, and then placed the crystal ball on the stand. He picked up the dictionary-like thing with both hands, faced the crystal ball, and began to chant.

She didn't talk loudly, and no one could hear her. She was talking about nothing.

But a moment later, a white light suddenly flashed on the crystal ball, and a picture appeared.

"This?" "Huh?".

Qi Tongwei and Qi Wuyao were immediately stunned.

It turned out that there were two people sitting opposite each other eating in the crystal ball. These two people are none other than Wen Qiong and Pan Yun. On the table, there is also a birthday cake.

Tonight was Wen Qiong's birthday. Xue Zhan finally called Pan Yun and asked her to go home to celebrate her mother's birthday. Of course, the undercover mission could not be mentioned. Just say it's special training.

Xue Zhan actually bought a cake and asked Pan Yun to take it home. Wen Qiong was happy to see her daughter back, and her previous doubts and worries were inevitably reduced a lot.

Wen Qiong asked about her daughter. Pan Yun had already made up a pretext, saying that she was undergoing special training and that she would be promoted after the training.

Wen Qiong is not interested in her daughter's promotion. But as long as my daughter is safe and sound, that's fine.

Paris looked at the mother and daughter in the crystal ball and said calmly: "They are both here, so I will take action now."

"There's no rush." ​​Qi Tongwei said immediately.

"Why?" Paris asked.

"A little later, preferably closer to ten o'clock." Qi Tongwei said.

"Okay." Paris nodded.

"Let's go eat first. After we're full, it's almost done." This time it was Qi Wuyao who said diligently.

Seeing that the crystal ball could have such an effect, Qi Wuyao was completely convinced. It was obvious that this woman's strength was infinitely higher than Jack Liu's.

The four of them went to eat outside the bedroom, and Qi Wuyao specially ordered the best red wine.

Unfortunately, Paris doesn't seem to like drinking, she only drinks plain water.

During the meal, Qi Wuyao took the initiative to get close to her. Paris said very little and was cold and arrogant.

Before I knew it, it was half past nine in the evening.

Qi Wuyao couldn't calm down anymore and really wanted to see what this soul-moving technique was like.

Under his strong request, Qi Tongwei thought that the time was almost up, so he nodded and agreed to act now.

Entering the bedroom again, Paris took the "dictionary" as before, stood in front of the crystal ball, and muttered.

With a flash of white light, such a picture appeared in the crystal ball.

Pan Yun was lying on the bed alone, sleeping soundly. She seemed to be sleeping soundly. In fact, when performing tasks these days, even if she is sleeping, she has to keep half her eyes open. When I return to my mother's house, I feel at ease.

Originally, she wanted to leave after eating, but she didn't leave in the end. The reason is that she sees her mother's care and concern for her. Today is her mother's birthday, and leaving after eating alone will make her mother sad. That's why she stayed the night.

The scene changed to another bedroom, where Wen Qiong was lying alone on the bed, already asleep. When her daughter finally came home, she was told not to worry and would naturally sleep soundly at night.

Paris put the "dictionary" in her hand on the bed, then came back to the crystal ball, moved her hands forward, and started chanting silently.

As she muttered, her two hands moved inward, and finally formed a cross.

"call……"

After crossing, she let out a long breath and stretched.

Seeing her like this, Qi Wuyao asked eagerly: "Is this good?"

"Yes." Paris nodded proudly.

"You can't tell..." Qi Wuyao still didn't believe it.

Paris said confidently: "Don't worry, just watch. The show will start soon."

In Wen Qiong's room, the person was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

"Well……"

Suddenly, her expression turned painful, and she opened her eyes.

"What happened just now?" She muttered in her heart and looked around.

"Huh?" Then she was stunned, "Where is this? It's not my room... This seems to be my mother's room..."

"Wen Qiong" sat up all of a sudden, "It is indeed my mother's room. The curtains in her room are this color... No, I obviously went back to my room to sleep... How could I be in my mother's room... …”

Yes, the body at this moment is indeed Wen Qiong's, but the human mind is not Wen Qiong's, but Pan Yun's.

"What the hell is going on..." Pan Yun scratched his head, and then realized something was wrong, "Huh? Why is my hair tied up... I didn't wear a wig today..."

She was confused and touched her head with both hands. She was instantly shocked, "Why has the shape of my head changed..."

Pan Yun quickly got off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. Turning on the switch, the bathroom immediately became bright. People walked in, turned around, and looked in the mirror.

"mom!"

A cry of surprise rang out immediately.

Pan Yun's eyes and mouth were wide open. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

The person standing in the mirror was clearly her mother.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Pan Yun quickly rubbed her face with her hands, her face full of panic.

But no matter how she rubbed it, her face was still her mother's face. Not only her face, but also her hairstyle and figure, even the clothes she was wearing were all her mother's.

"Calm down...calm down..." After a moment, Pan Yun managed to calm down and kept shouting in his heart.

"Dream, this must be a dream... I had a strange dream..." Pan Yun said in his heart, stretched out his hand and twisted his arm, "It hurts..."

"Why do I feel pain... Why do I feel pain..." Pan Yun was already at a loss. Fortunately, there was a sink in front of her and she saw the faucet.

She quickly turned on the faucet and tap water flowed out. She went up with both hands, holding water and splashing it on her face.

One could feel the refreshing feeling of the cold water. After a few seconds, Pan Yun carefully raised his head and looked at the mirror.

"This..." The person in the mirror is still my mother.

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