The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Yang Qirui's eyelids twitched when he heard it, and he felt that the story Su Nanzhi told next was not so pleasant.

Some babies die with their mothers before they come into the world, so they are not eligible to be reincarnated. If they can spend a long time with the person who is connected with their blood, that is, the father of the child, in a place with sufficient Yin Qi Essence, wait for a long time, the father dies and the son stays.

The child will have the qualifications for reincarnation, while the father will become the soul of chaos, wandering around the world all day long, not drinking Meng Po soup, and not walking on the bridge of Naihe.

The mother will fall into the eighteen levels of hell for killing others.

What do you mean? Li Chu stood up suddenly, his face pale, What does it matter to me if the father dies and the son stays?

Su Nanzhi glanced at him, then leaned back, Recall, when did you owe something you shouldn't have?

Li Chu's lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

Su Nanzhi was not in a hurry either.

She can wait until he remembers it slowly, but Li Chu doesn't know if he can wait until he remembers it himself.

Li Chu is an out-and-out rich second generation, he only knows a lot of women, how many of them are one-night stands, and how many of them are real dating, maybe he can't remember himself.

Letting him recall this situation by himself is obviously embarrassing him.

How else to put it, some people even die in a daze.

Su Nanzhi gave him a hint: Think about it, the one who can find you now should not be in this world anymore.

This sentence was like a switch, making Li Chu's eyes widen suddenly. He thought of a person, a person who was buried deep in his memory.

Su Nanzhi raised her eyes and asked him, her voice was very soft, Do you remember? What's her name?

Yan... Yan Yuxin. After saying this name, Li Chu's expression became even paler, his lips paused, as if trembling uncontrollably.

You mean, she came to look for me? Li Chu said in the end, How is it possible? Her matter has nothing to do with me.

Although Li Chu looks like a rich second generation waiting to eat and die, but since he grew up, he has not done anything harmful except that he has provoked more women in the past few years, so he will not get such retribution. ?

Su Nanzhi curled her lips and touched her chin, Although she died in a car accident, it can't be said that it has nothing to do with you.

She stood up from her seat, walked towards the window sill, and finally stretched out her hand slowly to the woman holding the red umbrella on the window sill.

Her hands were slender and fair, and shallow blood vessels could be seen faintly on her wrists.

The woman on the window froze, looked at Su Nanzhi blankly, and stopped stroking her stomach.

The woman in the floral dress has a very pale complexion, but she has red lips, making her look even more coquettish.

She is a beautiful female ghost and a gentle mother.

There was no malice on Su Nanzhi's body, she even smiled and looked at the pregnant woman on the window sill - with respect for ordinary pregnant women.

Even in such a brief silence, the two men behind them felt their hair stand on end.

Or, ever since they watched Su Nanzhi stretch out her hand, they clearly realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

In this room, besides the three of them, there was something else.