Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Zhou Ming knew what had happened as soon as he heard his father's tone.

Annoyed, he quickly comforted his father and said, "Dad, don't get excited, did that bitch make trouble in front of you? Let's see how I deal with him this time."

"You can only brag in front of Lao Tzu, if you have the ability to clean up, you would have cleaned her up long ago!"

Father Zhou yelled at the other end of the phone: "Why am I so unlucky, I have been so strong all my life, and raised you such a waste, a woman can't control it, what else can you do?
What a waste, if this matter is not handled properly, I will sever the father-son relationship with you. "

At the other end, Father Zhou dropped the phone after scolding him, and the loud noise made Zhou Ming's ears hurt.

He took a deep breath, held back his anger and called his wife.

There was just a ring on the other end, and it was picked up.

His wife's cold voice came: "Did your dad call you? Have you decided to get a divorce?"

"I told you that if you dare to be disobedient, that dog will be your end, right? You are so natural that you want to be knifed so don't hide. If you have the guts to come back, don't you want a divorce? Come back and tell me."

Zhou Ming held the kitchen knife tightly in his hand.

Obviously, he was already gnashing his teeth with anger, but he was trying his best to control his emotions and try to make his voice sound calm.

The woman at the other end was silent for a while.

Just say: "Okay, I will come back tonight with the divorce agreement. If you don't sign it, I will avenge my dog ​​with my own hands."

The evening sky was gray.

The air was so hot that it seemed that a heavy rain was brewing.

Yan Zhen arranged for Feng Yuan to live in an apartment with three bedrooms and one living room.

The environment is very good. There are three separate bedrooms in the apartment. It was originally intended to be used as a staff dormitory, but Jiang Zhiyu seldom lived in it. Yan Zhen himself also stayed with the children at Fu's house, so there is only Chi Sheng there now. live alone.

She was very happy to have Feng Yuan to accompany her.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Yan Zhen returned to Fu's house. Because it was the evening rush hour, there was a traffic jam all the way, and her mood became a little impetuous.

When Aunt Qiu saw her coming back, she hurried up to help her pass the slippers. After greeting her with a smile, she said, "Fourth Master is already waiting in the dining room with the children. Young Madam, let me take you there!"

"it is good."

Yan Zhen nodded, feeling the air-conditioning around him, and his impetuous mood was instantly comforted.

Aunt Qiu opened the kitchen door.

Yan Zhen hadn't seen her for several days, and the three children immediately greeted her warmly.

Wearing a black princess dress, Yan Bao slid down from the stool, rushed into Yan Zhen's arms impatiently, raised her head and acted like a baby: "Mommy, you are not at home these days, I really miss you!"

Yuanbao likes to wear white princess dresses, because all princesses in fairy tales like to wear white.

She walked up to Yan Zhen, smiled and said with narrowed eyes: "Mum, we miss you so much when you're not at home these days. My sister is amazing. She teaches us fortune-telling. My sister earns a lot of money."

Tian Rui's serious face resembles Fu Yan very much.

He sat on the chair in a daze, calmly thought for a while, and said, "Mum, I think Yan Bao is lying, but I have no proof."

"Huh? Is it?"

Hearing that Yan Bao made money, Yan Zhen immediately frowned vigilantly: "Yan Bao, you started collecting money for fortune-telling? Who told you to do this?"

Yan Bao's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she said excitedly: "It's Grandpa Lu! Grandpa Lu said that I can do this! He also said that I can make a lot of money!"

Fu Yan sat at the dining table, his eyes swept over him coldly.

He has been back for so long, and spent an hour building building blocks in the children's room with the children, how could he not know about Yan Bao's money making?

It seems that the children are wary of him.

Some things are not spoken to him.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yan Zhen with envy.

Yan Zhen was terrified after hearing this.

Don't worry about scaring the kids, so she tries to keep her temper in check and still look pleasant.

She hurriedly pulled Yan Bao and asked, "Who did you tell your fortune to? Tell mom quickly, what happened?"

"It's an aunt whose dog was killed!"

Yan Bao did the fortune-telling over the phone, so she didn't see the man's face, but after hearing what the man said, she followed the method taught by Grandpa Lu by pinching her fingers and counting, and then calculated that the woman had a bloody disaster.

"Mommy, she really has a bloody disaster!"

Yan Zhen glanced at the child's phone for an incoming call.

That number is somewhat familiar.

I remembered that when I was in the store during the day, Zhou Ming received a call, and the number of 'wife' on the screen was exactly this string of numbers.

It seems that Zhou Ming's wife is right!
Yan Zhen did the math, she did suffer a bloody disaster tonight.

But the other party didn't ask her to come in front of her, so she couldn't make a move, so she touched Yan Bao's head with a smile and said: "Well done, let's eat!"

"..." Fu Yan frowned slightly.

He thought his wife would teach Yan Bao a lesson and stop her from doing that kind of thing, but he didn't expect to praise her instead of scolding her.

Wouldn't this kind of education method really ruin the child?
Or does it mean that Yan Bao really has that kind of talent, the ability to help people drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters at the age of five?
A meal was enjoyable.

At night, Yan Zhen coaxed the children to sleep in person.

Fu Yan opened the door gently and came in. Before he could speak, Yan Zhen made a silent gesture at him, and then walked out the door.

Yan Zhen was wearing a red pajamas, with long black hair lazily draped over her body. She had a very clean demeanor, but there was a bit of delicacy between her eyebrows and eyes, like a red rose on a window sill after the rain. quiet and sexy.

Fu Yan stared at her for a while, with an aggressive light in his eyes.

He was wearing gray home clothes, standing straight in front of her, with short and dry hair, and his demeanor gave off a very clean but untouchable sense of dignity.

Yan Zhen asked, "Did you come to me because of Yan Bao?"

"Yes." He lowered his voice, glanced at the children's room and whispered, "Go to the bedroom and talk!"

"……Oh!"

Yan Zhen hesitated, but followed him.

I wanted to sleep with the child, but I probably won't be able to come back tonight.

Neither side wants to say no, it's really hard.

...

At twelve o'clock in the evening, only the street lights in the manor were still on.

And in that luxurious neighborhood in the center of the city, there are only a few scattered windows that are still lit.

Zhou Ming waited in the room until twelve o'clock.

He picked up and put down the kitchen knife, and basically used up all his patience. He even smoked a pack of cigarettes in order to suppress his emotions.

His mobile phone has been lying quietly on the coffee table.

The woman said she would definitely come tonight.

Then blocked him and told him to wait.

At 12:30, the door was finally knocked.

Zhou Ming smashed out the cigarette butt, took a kitchen knife, got up and opened the door.