765 Mu Xiaoye, the Person
Qian Ya's really good at handling unexpected situations, especially when dealing with all sorts of eccentric relatives. She handles them better than I do.
She smiled and said to her uncle, "You really are something else. If you need Yun Fan to help with something, why choose this time to just throw things at him Anyone would be upset!"
Uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief: “I know this is wrong, but…but we really don’t know what to do… I was dragged into this by him too! Everything in here… everything you see in here brings nothing but bad luck, you can’t escape it! Yan Qin, my good child, your uncle loves you the most, you…”
Qian Yazi smiled and said, "Uncle, you're being silly. If there's something wrong, just call me privately on the phone. I can speak up for you, and wouldn't that solve it Now that Yunfan is angry, my husband and I can't even talk about it privately. How can I plead for you then Isn't that right"
Uncle was so intimidated, he just nodded his head repeatedly at what Qinyi had said.
He's such a coward, all because he got mixed up with something terrifying. When it comes to life or death, status and position don't matter at all.
The box wasn't opened, but for Qin Ya's sake, I didn't want to make a scene. This meal was ruined.
On the way back, the hot potato plastered with charms was escorted all the way, and the followers escorted me back to the small shop.
Qian'er sighed and said with some apology, "I'm sorry, Yunfan. If I had known my uncle harbored these feelings, I would never have let you attend the banquet."
"If you could know everything in advance, we might as well change the sign above our shop and have you become a fortune-teller for the rich and powerful." I glared at her.
"Well, it's not bad, this way I look more like the boss lady." She smiled at me mischievously.
This silly girl, I don't want her to get involved in this circle, but she keeps thinking about how she can help me.
To be honest, I could have gotten the Mu family off the hook, and Yan Qin's identity helped immensely.
Sometimes, when dealing with official matters, I encounter certain hurdles or reviews. Once they know who my wife is, they immediately understand and let me pass through smoothly.
Of course, for that meticulous old man, my father-in-law, I wouldn't dare to overstep any bounds. Even discussing matters, I wouldn't dare to do it in any hotels, teahouses, or red light districts.
To give someone a handle on something.
My old man always boasted, "Look, men only learn their lesson after they get married. A wife's discipline is more effective than anyone else's."
That depends on what kind of wife she is.
All the men in the Mu family can't escape the control of a wealthy heiress. It must be hereditary.
Thinking on the darker side, the contrast of a pampered young lady can also be quite charming. It tends to pique men's desire for conquest, but ultimately, she often ends up defeated by them.
I let Yan Qin go upstairs first and called my father down from the house.
"You little brat, what time is it" My dad glared at me after pushing open the window.
"You have to come down by then, if we don't get this thing sorted out, tonight our house is going to be a mess." I pointed at the box in the middle of the courtyard.
His eyes darkened, and he closed the window.
The black cat was screeching incessantly. The old woman reached out to soothe it, opened her door and said to me, “Yunfan, you can’t open this inside the house. It’s sealed. Find an open space and draw a warding array before opening it. Otherwise, it'll be bad for pregnant women.”
I nodded, isn't this asking Dad to come down and help pack
Dad was always the experienced one. He bound the box with copper wire wrapped in a coil of red string, his voice low, "This feeling... it's definitely someone trying to break the seal. Either a pair is being called forth, or someone summoned them."
A pair
Wouldn't that be a little too coincidental
I frowned and said to my father, “ … the woman who came to the shop today, looking for us to handle her acquisition, wasn't it just a single... shoe”large, round stone pillar in the middle.This is simply beyond my comprehension.If a utopia truly existed, wouldn't this be it"What are you standing there for Come on." he urged."Oh, oh..." I trailed a...