Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

The variety show director was terrified by the evil spirit in red.

Today's live broadcast ended hastily, so I hurriedly packed up my things and went to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, begging Buddha to keep him safe.

Jiang Zhiyu knocked on Yan Zhen's door, and she leaned against the door, shaking her mobile phone: "Just now Chi Sheng called to say that there is a visitor, we have to go back to Yunshuizhai."

The summer sun is scorching hot, making the ground scorching hot.

Fu Yan parked the car at the entrance of the hotel, Yan Zhen didn't intend to go up, but stood in front of the car window and said to him: "Husband, I will go back to accompany you after finishing my work, remember to bring gifts for the children, and say that I miss them very much. "

"it is good……"

Fu Yan's lips were tightly pursed.

If Yan Zhen didn't explain this to him, he might just go back to the company directly.

He is really not a competent father. The most terrifying thing is that he has done this to his children in the past few years, but he has just realized that his behavior is inappropriate.

But at the moment in Yunshuizhai, a middle-aged man in a black shirt sat on the sofa a little awkwardly. Chi Sheng poured him a cup of tea. For some reason, he was nervous from time to time. Water spilled on the trousers.

"Sorry, I was a little rude..."

He hurriedly put down the glass.

Chi Sheng handed over the tissue at hand, "Mr. Zhao, wipe it off! Our boss is already on his way back, so don't worry."

"okay."

Although the man answered very frankly, his legs were still trembling uncontrollably.

The door of Yunshuizhai opened, and a gust of hot air rushed in.

Jiang Zhiyu put away the sun umbrella in his hand, and complained: "I'm planning to roast me this day, I really don't want to go out even a step!"

Chi Sheng smiled, got up and poured tea.

Yan Zhen saw the man on the sofa at a glance. Judging from his appearance, he was a wealthy man.

But not on the right path...

"Hello, sir. My name is Yan Zhen. I'm the boss here. What would you like me to do for you?"

Mr. Zhao raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, looked at Yan Zhen as if he saw a savior, and said, "Hi, Ms. Yan, you may not believe me when I tell you, my wife seems not to be human."

"Oh?" Yan Zhen leaned back on the sofa slightly, "How did you draw the conclusion?"

"I have been married for three years, and my wife is very beautiful, but when I got up to go to the bathroom last night, I saw her tail. I was so scared that I almost fainted..."

When talking about this, Mr. Zhao rubbed his head: "The strange thing is that when I woke up the next day, I found that everything was normal, my family was normal, and my wife was also normal, just like when I saw her tail, It was just a dream..."

He frowned deeply, as if remembering.

"But I clearly think it's not a dream, she just has a tail, so I want to ask Ms. Yan to help me find out what's going on."

"I really like my wife, but now I love and fear her at the same time. I am so afraid that I dare not go back home."

Mr. Zhao was talking when a call came in from his mobile phone.

His face changed suddenly, it was his wife.

Yan Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Go ahead! She won't do anything to you through the phone."

"me……"

Mr. Zhao wanted to say that he didn't dare, but he was also worried that he would be laughed at if he was so cowardly as a big man.

So he boldly picked up the phone.

"Hey, husband! I'm shopping at the vegetable market, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you?"

The woman's voice sounded very gentle.

However, Mr. Zhao himself was trembling with fright.

My head is full of my wife's fluffy tail.

He hesitated for a long time, unable to say a word.

The woman waited anxiously, and asked again: "How about eating chicken? My roast chicken is the best. By the way, what time are you going home tonight?"

"I won't go back tonight if I have something to do. Just cook your own meal tonight."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone.

However, his wife's voice came again, with some displeasure in the low tone: "Husband, you are lying! I said I hate men who lie the most!"

"The company has a very urgent project, I have to work overtime..."

"Oh? Do you work overtime at the antique shop on Yuelao Street?"

Mr. Zhao couldn't make it up anymore, so he hung up the phone directly.

Chi Sheng served him another cup of tea.

He picked it up, took two sips, and continued to say to Yan Zhen: "To tell you the truth, as soon as I think about it, the wife I've been sleeping with for three years may not be human, and I feel suffocated and scared. During this period of time, I have no intention of doing other things, and..."

He stared at his mobile phone: "I didn't tell anyone when I came here, not even my secretary, but she knew it clearly..."

"Well, it means that she has completely controlled you!"

Yan Zhen spoke the truth.

He also picked up the teacup and took a sip, then asked, "What are your wife's usual habits? How is her social life? Who does she like to hang out with?"

"She is a full-time housewife, and I am busy with work, so I rarely communicate with her about life, and she doesn't take the initiative to say anything to me, but she is not lazy. Every time I see her, she dresses up It's clean, crisp, and beautiful."

"What about her family?"

"I've been abroad all the time, even the wedding day is videotaped, I haven't come back..."

Having said that, Mr. Zhao suddenly discovered a big problem.

We have been married for three years.

He didn't know anything about his wife's circle.

Yan Zhen stared at the man's face for a while and said, "Mr. Zhao, can you take me to meet your wife?"

Originally, she had no such plan.

But she found that Mr. Zhao's face had changed since he hung up the phone just now.

If nothing else, he will die tonight.

That woman had murderous intentions towards him.

"I dare not go back."

People's sixth sense is sometimes very accurate.

Mr. Zhao sensed the danger from his wife's phone call, so he dared not go home.

Jiang Zhiyu was drinking tea silently at the side. Seeing the man trembling with fright, he couldn't bear it, so he said to Yan Zhen, "Why don't I accompany you to find that woman? Since this gentleman is afraid, stay in the How's it going in the store?"

"It would be great if it could be done like this!"

Mr. Zhao nodded excitedly. He hurriedly took out a piece of paper and wrote a string of words: "This is my home address, please trouble Ms. Yan!"

Yan Zhen didn't reach out to pick it up.

"Mr. Zhao, I understand your feelings very well, but you must follow me. Maybe you also feel that your wife knows your whereabouts?"

"You mean, she will come here to find me directly?"

The man looked out the door in fright, and squatted on the ground in fear: "Then what should I do? Miss Yan, she will kill me."