Sweet Marriage: A Scholar's Little Wife V5

"But I know very well that all of this is caused by this damn doll. Half a year ago, this doll suddenly broke for some reason. When my wife found out, she cut her wrist directly, just to pour out a whole cup of blood, I can't tie my wife up and lock this thing up."

Mu Xiaonuan was surprised: "It's broken? Where is it?"

Mr. Ke didn't seem to feel any scruples, and picked up the doll directly: "It's behind."

Sure enough, there was a half-length crack on the back of the puppet, and the opening was a bit big, as if it had been split open naturally.

Now is the emerging technological society of the 21st century. As an atheist, Yuan Qijue was speechless after listening to these two people talking about it for a long time, and felt that this matter was ridiculous.

He glanced at the puppet in Mr. Ke's hand, rubbed the center of his brows: "Having said so much, what exactly do you want us to do?"

He had a serious face: "I hope Mrs. Yuan Shao can help me repair the crack in this puppet wood carving."

Mu Xiaonuan was shocked: "This thing is so evil, you still need someone to fix it?"

He shook his head: "No, I asked the owner of the boutique. He had an impression of this doll. He said that he remembered it very clearly. When the doll was in his shop, it was intact and not damaged. a little bit."

"That is to say, the crack that appeared after my wife bought it is because of this gap that this series of strange things happened. Therefore, I want to ask the sculptor to help me repair it."

"Anyway, I've tried everything for whatever reason, but it doesn't work. This is the last resort. I have a hunch that once it's fixed, my wife will be back to normal."

Mu Xiaonuan rubbed her chin and rolled her eyes thoughtfully. According to Mr. Ke, and his wife's symptoms, she didn't know what would happen if the doll was repaired.

But one thing is certain, this thing is really evil.

Suddenly, she smelled a faint scent in her breath, which was very pleasant, and she couldn't help but look at the wooden doll in Mr. Ke's hand. The smell seemed to come from it.

She was thinking in a daze, her arm suddenly hurt, and she came back to her senses with a jolt, and saw Yuan Qijue with a gloomy and chilly face, and Mr. Ke with a frightened look on his side.

Mu Xiaonuan blinked, and immediately glared at Yuan Qijue: "Why are you pinching me? It hurts like hell..."

He squinted his eyes and said coldly, "See for yourself what you want to do?"

She lowered her eyes in doubt, and her heart skipped a beat. She saw that she was holding a flying leaf carving knife in her left hand. The handle of the knife had been opened, and the sharp edge was still facing the wrist vein of her other hand.

Mu Xiaonuan shivered in fright, Nima, when is she going to cut her wrists and commit suicide.

"Well, what's going on here."

Yuan Qijue frowned: "You don't have any impression?"

"No, I was thinking about something just now, and suddenly I felt pinched by you."

Mr. Ke immediately said: "Mrs. Yuan Shao, you took out this carving knife just now, and you are planning to harm yourself."

Mu Xiaonuan: "..."

She swallowed hard, glanced at the ghost doll he was still holding, and suddenly felt angry, and looked at Yuan Qijue: "Lend me the lighter."

After getting it, she immediately took a step forward, took the puppet from Mr. Ke's hand, and flipped on the lighter with the other hand, gritted her teeth and said fiercely.

"I don't care what kind of shit you are, if you dare to make trouble, Miss Ben set you on fire, but it's just a piece of wood, you should be very afraid of fire, hmph..."

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Ke's wife on the bed suddenly struggled crazily, looking at Mu Xiaonuan with fierce eyes, even with a trace of fear.

"Ah... woo..." She opened her mouth ferociously and yelled.

Seeing this, Mu Xiaonuan shrank her eyes, looked at the puppet in her hand, and then at the woman on the bed, subconsciously brought the flame closer, and Mr. Ke's wife screamed even more horribly.

Her ears were so noisy that she couldn't help shouting at her: "Shut up, I'm telling my aunt to burn you."

As soon as the voice fell, the strange thing was that the room suddenly fell silent, and Mr. Ke's wife also stopped crying. Not only that, but the gaze that looked at her changed from fierce to bewildered and... a trace of fear.

Mu Xiaonuan felt that she had seen a ghost, Nima, it looked like this woman was this puppet.

Yuan Qijue and Mr. Ke obviously also felt this way, and they all felt incredible. At this moment, the quiet woman froze, and immediately turned her head and passed out.

"God..."

Seeing this, Mr. Ke immediately ran forward, checked carefully to confirm that his wife was fine, and only felt relieved after falling asleep.

Yuan Qijue's face turned cold, seeing that she was still holding the puppet in her hand, he took it and threw it unceremoniously into the wooden box on the ground.

He looked at Mr. Ke expressionlessly and said, "There is nothing we can do about this matter, so I'm leaving." Pulling Mu Xiaonuan to leave, he was stopped again.

"Master Yuan, in this situation, I know it's very bad to ask the two of you, but I really can't help it, young lady, you are the only one who can restore this wood carving, please help my wife, I will be very grateful of."

Mu Xiaonuan twitched the corners of her mouth and didn't know what to say. Seeing the man in front of her begging and even kneeling, she was a little embarrassed.

To be honest, she was very moved by how much this man cared about his wife, but this ghost doll...

"Mr. Ke was joking. There are many excellent sculptors in the world. I know my wife's abilities very well. I'm afraid I can't help you. Mr. Ke should hire someone else."

With a bang, he actually knelt down.

Mu Xiaonuan's eyes widened, and in the next second, Yuan Qijue pulled him behind him. He looked at Mr. Ke who was kneeling in front of him, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was very ugly.

"What does Mr. Ke mean?"

"I beg you two to save my wife, she is a very kind and innocent woman, you can't imagine how sad she is now..."

Mu Xiaonuan scratched her head, hesitated for a while and said directly: "Oh, forget it, I'll help you."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Qijue glared at her immediately, while Mr. Ke's face was full of ecstasy.

"Mu Xiaonuan, what nonsense are you talking about?" He scolded unceremoniously.

She winced for a moment, and then chuckled: "Don't worry, it's actually nothing, you see this person is so miserable, please help if you can."

He snorted coldly: "You are kind."

Mu Xiaonuan shrugged and looked at Mr. Ke: "I haven't repaired this thing, but I know how to repair it. The material of the ghost doll is not ordinary. If you want to repair this thing, you can only use the same material as it. Things do."

Mr. Ke was taken aback: "You mean... you have to find something similar to it?"

She nodded: "Yes, I also learned about this by accident. It is not difficult to repair it, but it is not easy to find this material."

The ghost doll is already very surprised to meet one, but it should be impossible to find the second one if it wasn't for Mu Xiaonuan to attack him.

Even if it is possible, I don't know how many years later it will be, it depends on fate.

When Yuan Qijue heard this, his ugly face improved a little. In other words, only if this person finds a second one can he repair it.

Mr. Ke was quite firm. After pondering for a while, he nodded solemnly: "Okay, I see. I will definitely find the second one as soon as possible. At that time, I will also ask Mrs. Yuan Shao to help repair it."

Mu Xiaonuan twitched the corners of her mouth and waved her hands: "It's easy to say, if you can find a second one, I won't refuse."

After the two of them left the auction, she sighed: "I really didn't expect to encounter such a strange thing. In fact, I think that even if it is repaired, it is still a disaster. It is better to destroy it quickly."

"Mr. Ke's wife, I think it's more reliable for him to invite a few prestigious masters of metaphysics to exorcise ghosts."

A bell rang, Yuan Qijue picked up the phone, and said after a while: "Well, I got it."

She asked curiously, "Who is it?"

He glanced at her: "Lu Qing called to report the appraisal results of those antiques."

Mu Xiaonuan pursed her mouth immediately: "Cut, all the things I picked out are good ones, and there is no need to appraise them, it's really troublesome."

Yuan Qijue's eyes flickered slightly. What this woman said didn't take it seriously, but he was shocked in his heart. Even if he knew what she was good at, he was still shocked.

The number of antiques she picked out was nearly a thousand, and Lu Qing's report turned out to be all authentic. He checked it twice to confirm that there was nothing missing.

This made him think of Mu Xiaonuan's casual and quick actions when picking out antiques, and he couldn't help but admire this woman's eyes and talent for discerning, it was really amazing.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly: "In view of your great achievements this time, I decided to give you a promotion and a salary increase. From next week, your position in the engraving department will be the chief engraver, and that salary contract also will come into effect."

Mu Xiaonuan was taken aback: "Wait, chief sculptor? Isn't this Zhou Ningyi's position? Why did you make me her?"

Yuan Qijue squinted his eyes and snorted coldly in his heart. If Zhou Ningyi wanted to show his face, after this competition, he should consciously get out of Yuan's.

He was right, Zhou Ningyi had indeed left, but not alone.

The news of Zhou Ningyi's resignation in the afternoon of the day the auction ended spread throughout the Yuan family, causing quite a stir, especially in the carving department, where many outstanding engravers from Department A even protested collectively.

They signed a letter to Yuan Qijue's office one after another, thinking that if there was no Zhou Ningyi in the sculpture department, there would be no need for them to stay.

These women thought they did this, and Yuan Qijue would compromise for the sake of the overall situation. Zhou Ningyi thought so too, but the end of self-righteousness has always been very tragic.

Yuan Qijue looked at the joint name certificate in front of him, and his faint gaze passed over the dozen or so sculptors in front of him one by one. The people he watched did not dare to look at him, and each of them lowered their heads slightly and looked at each other. .

His gaze finally returned to Zhou Ningyi in the middle: "I won't waste that time reading your resignation report. I will ask the finance side to settle the money tomorrow."