Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

In the hospital, Bai Wei saw her daughter was injured so badly, she wished to avenge her daughter by tearing that woman Yan Zhen's body into pieces.

However, at this moment, a call came from her mobile phone. Seeing the familiar name, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly pressed the answer button, "What's wrong? That woman Nianqing is dead?"

The other party was a hoarse male voice: "No, my Gu worm died!"

Bai Wei felt incredible: "What's going on? Didn't you say that no one can solve that Gu?"

"It stands to reason that is indeed the case, but an expert appeared, an expert who is far ahead of me."

Bai Wei became angry when she heard this, and cursed trash.

She said angrily: "What's the use of telling me this now? I paid the money, and you gave me a guarantee that the woman Nianqing would die, but now she is alive and well, you Are you kidding me?"

"How dare I play you! I almost killed her, who would have thought that she would know such a powerful archmage! However, there is no way to get rid of her, but now she has expert help , the difficulty has been greatly increased, and additional money has to be charged.”

"What? Still want to give money?"

"Another 50."

"You are being taken advantage of as an old lady, aren't you?"

"Believe me, as long as the money is in place, I will deal with it this time without anyone noticing it. If it doesn't work out, I'll even refund the previous money to you. How about it? As long as you get rid of that woman, Fu Shenghua will have nothing to lose." You don’t have a wife, and you don’t have a husband, so aren’t you and him justifiably together?”

Bai Wei thought about it.

Even if she couldn't be with Fu Shenghua, as long as she could get rid of that woman, Nian Qing, she would be able to relieve her anger.

"Then I'll trust you again."

"Trust me. I'll do it right away when the money arrives. It will definitely kill her this time."

...

Yan Zhen and Fu Yan had been out for so long, they thought the children had already taken a nap, they went upstairs holding hands, and planned to go back to their room to rest for a while.

Suddenly I heard Yan Bao's voice from the small living room on the second floor.

The footsteps of the two stopped at the same time, Yan Bao is usually the most sleepy guy, and today is a bit abnormal!

Just as Yan Zhen was about to walk over, she heard Yan Bao say into the phone: "Wow! Brother, you are so handsome!"

"..." The couple looked at each other.

Fu Yan frowned, and the alarm sounded in his heart.

Yan Bao seemed to be making a video call with a certain boy.

Didn't the little guy get coaxed by some kid, is he about to fall in love early?
"Hush..." Yan Zhen hurriedly grabbed Fu Yan, and whispered, "Don't disturb her, just listen to what she's talking about."

Yan Bao sat on the sofa, his feet dangling leisurely.

In the video, the handsome but melancholy little boy in a white shirt is also looking at her seriously at this moment.

When the little boy saw that the master he trusted turned out to be a milk baby younger than himself, he immediately regretted paying 5000 yuan in gold.

That was his New Year's money, which he managed to save up.

Song Xingyu bit his lip, and wanted to get a refund, but he didn't know how to speak to this baby, what if she cried?
So he asked tactfully: "Little master, you said that you are not sure that you don't need money, but you mean it can be refunded?"

"of course."

Yan Bao nodded, the voice of a five-year-old child was still cute.

She asked, "little brother, are you worried about your sister?"

Hearing this, Song Xingyu was slightly startled.

He said excitedly, "Yes, how did you figure it out?"

Yan Bao stared at Song Xingyu's face, and said calmly, "Isn't it written all over your face? You want to ask your sister's whereabouts, right?"

"Master, your calculations are too accurate..."

Song Xingyu's heart ached when he thought of his sister.

He said: "My parents have a very good relationship, but they always like to quarrel, and they can argue about little things. However, every time they quarrel, they will use me and my sister as an excuse to make up."

"That day, Mom and Dad were going to take my sister to the park to play, but they didn't know why, they suddenly quarreled again, and then left my sister and turned around, and went back to find my sister after they calmed down. My sister is gone!"

"After my sister disappeared, the relationship between my parents was completely broken. They resented each other for being irresponsible. They were looking for my sister while they were getting a divorce. Now they are like enemies."

Seeing Song Xingyu's sad look, Yan Bao hurriedly said, "Little brother, don't be sad, your sister is fine, she's still alive!"

"Really? My sister is so young, if she is still alive, where is she?"

Song Xingyu was a little incoherent with excitement, and asked: "Is she being hidden? Is she a human trafficker? Little master, can you figure out the exact location of my sister?"

"She is in Gusu, in a cake shop. Not only is she alive and well, but she also has cakes to eat every day."

Song Xingyu's tears fell out of excitement, he wiped it with the back of his hand, and said with a choked voice: "Thank you, little master, I will tell my parents the clues, if I can really find my sister, I will definitely thank you your."

Yan Zhen and Fu Yan stood in the corridor, listening the whole time.

Fu Yan stared at his little wife's angry face, "Wife, is this the child you raised?"

"I didn't teach her that..." Yan Zhen grabbed the door frame and quietly looked at her daughter's silhouette, her eyes sparkled: "As expected of my daughter, she was born to eat this bowl of rice."

Fu Yan: "The old man likes metaphysics, his wife is a master of metaphysics, and my daughter can tell divination at such a young age. Speaking of which, our Fu family can be considered a family of metaphysics!"

In the small living room, Yan Bao had already hung up the video call.

Seeing the increasing balance in WeChat, she narrowed her eyes happily.

"Baby, why aren't you sleeping today?" Yan Zhen walked over lightly, and Fu Yan followed behind her, his eyes fixed on the little guy.

The little guy blinked his eyes indifferently, and yawned sleepily: "Just about to sleep! Did I disturb you?"

"No..." Fu Yan didn't know why her daughter would ask such a question, but she always felt that what was going on in her little head seemed not that simple.

After putting her daughter to sleep, Yan Zhen tucked the blankets in for the other two children.

The air conditioner is on in the room, and the air is very cold, but the air is a bit dry.

She turned on the humidifier again, and then quietly walked out of the children's room.

The corridor was empty, she thought that Fu Yan had already returned to her room, but when she passed by the study, she heard Fu Yan's hoarse voice from inside: "Don't cry, what's the use of crying for me? I can't help you pain."

Such a gentle tone, and the content of that speech.

For some reason, Yan Zhen immediately thought of Su Wanying.

She held the corner of her lips a little stiffly, and quietly left the villa.