Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Director Hao was silent for a few seconds, and his voice softened slightly.

He spoke with a heavy tone and asked without any expectations: "Is Taotie still alive?"

Hao Ziyin looked up at Fu Jiuqing and met her cold, calm eyes.

He couldn't figure out what the other person was thinking and didn't know how to answer.

Director Hao's patience was limited and he urged in a deep voice: "Zi Yin! I'm asking you a question!"

Hao Ziyin was in a dilemma and was about to cry at this moment.

Fu Jiuqing's eyes are so cruel!

She just looks at you quietly, giving you the feeling that if you answer wrongly, the other person will take out a knife and stab him to death.

Hao Ziyin stumbled and replied: "Probably, still alive."

"Where is the beast? How injured is it?"

"Why didn't you know how to stop it? The ancient beast is a god!"

"You brat! Have you fed everything you have learned over the years into the dog's belly? Did you know it would lead to disaster!"

Director Hao was furious, with a hint of happiness in his words, and still scolded Hao Ziyin bloody.

Director Hao's irritable voice clearly reached the ears of Fu Jiuqing and Qin Yisheng.

Hao Ziyin put the phone away, away from the buzzing ears.

He looked at the two people opposite him with some embarrassment. This scene of being scolded as a grandson was really too humiliating.

Hao Sihan was silent for a few seconds. After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Son, tell me quietly, who is the noble man who took action in the mall?"

He had almost determined that that person was the noble man who had set up the ghost's lair in Yongyi Community.

Director Hao's tone was firm, with a hint of respect in his words.

Although his voice was low, it still reached Fu Jiuqing's ears clearly in the quiet car.

Hao Ziyin looked at Fu Jiuqing bewilderedly, wondering whether he should tell his father.

Fu Jiuqing's cold and charming face suddenly burst into a smile.

Looking at the seductive smile, Hao Ziyin felt like there was a sharp sword hanging over his head.

Don't think he didn't see the dangerous curve on Fu Jiuqing's lips.

This woman was clearly warning him!

Seeing this, Hao Ziyin had a strong desire to survive, and said firmly to the mobile phone: "It's me! I did it!"

There was a gasp from the phone!

Hao Ziyin said very quickly: "Your son has a quirk. He likes to wear women's clothes. He wears skirts in the middle of the night and has to put on makeup before going out!"

"You kid is looking for a slap!"

Hao Sihan felt that he had been fooled and roared angrily.

Hao Ziyin seemed to have found a way out, and said in a relaxed tone: "My biological father! The generation gap between our father and son is too deep. You don't understand my hobbies at all!"

What he said was so shameless, arrogant and careless that people couldn't tell whether it was true or false for a moment.

Hao Sihan was silent for a few seconds and asked with a sneer: "The person in the video is clearly a woman. She has such a thin waist that she can pinch with both hands. Do you have such a thin waist?"

Hao Ziyin blinked and said bravely: "I, I used a cloth wrapper to wrap it up!"

His face turned red, and he secretly glanced at the hand holding Jiuqing's waist out of the corner of his eye.

As expected, she has a slim waist and looks easy to hold.

"That bullshit wrap! That's called a girdle!"

Hao Sihan's angry roar came from the mobile phone.

Hao Ziyin relaxed and said jokingly: "I don't know how you can understand me. I change my partner every ten days and a half. Your sword is still young!"

Hao Sihan couldn't stand it when his son teased him about his personal life like this.

He coughed lowly and said in an extremely solemn voice: "Son! Don't change the subject for me! That person is very likely to be a noble person!

Since you know me, please recommend me quickly so that others can seize the opportunity. We will miss the opportunity to seize the opportunity of being a noble person! "

Hao Ziyin was unmoved: "Wait for me! I'll go home and give you a hug on my thigh!"

"You brat, are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, go home and see if I can whip you!"

Director Hao's anger could no longer be suppressed and he began to use threats.

"I believe it!" Hao Ziyin said with a relaxed expression: "Just prepare ten belts, and I will still be the one in the video!"

As long as Fu Jiuqing is not exposed, even if he is asked to put on women's clothes and go to the mall for a walk, it will be no problem.

He was determined not to tell his father Fu Jiuqing's identity.

Hao Sihan knew how tough his son's mouth was.

He took a deep breath and cursed angrily: "You evil son!"

Hao Ziyin has heard these words a thousand and eight hundred times, and his ears are calloused.

He replied slowly: "You are old and disrespectful!"

Afraid of being pissed off by his son, Director Hao hung up the phone angrily.

After hanging up the call, Hao Ziyin stared at the phone screen and slid off the seat uncontrollably.

He threw away his cell phone for the rest of his life and reached out tremblingly towards Fu Jiuqing, wanting to hug her thigh.

These are golden thighs!

This is the thigh that those old guys from the Supernatural Bureau, who always have their nostrils turned upward because of their seniority, covet!

Hao Ziyin thought to himself that since he had sacrificed so much, it was time for him to give him a hug.

"What?!"

However, his hand reached halfway and was stopped by a long leg.

Qin Yisheng, who was sitting opposite, looked at Hao Ziyin with half-smiling eyes.

His sister-in-law is not something that any man can touch!

Hao Ziyin looked up at Fu Jiuqing's stunningly beautiful face with a look of grievance and praise.

"Boss! For you, I will not hesitate to destroy my gender reputation. Look at the trouble I got into today, can you just let it go?"

He has not forgotten the disaster of uploading the video to the [Believe in Science and Get Eternal Life] APP.

What he did was unethical.

But little did he know that Fu Jiuqing was actually the noble person that everyone in Xuanmen spent all their power and resources to find.

The most horrifying thing was that this noble man was right next to him.

If he had known that Fu Jiuqing was a noble person, Hao Ziyin would have wanted to go back to two days ago.

Back when he did not confront Fu Jiuqing about whether Cheng Yuncheng had entered the officialdom.

Back twenty minutes ago, he had no disagreement with Fu Jiuqing over whether to kill Taotie.

It's a pity that money can't buy early knowledge, nor can it buy medicine for regret.

Fu Jiuqing leaned on the back of the leather chair, folded his two long legs, and looked down at Hao Ziyin condescendingly.

Her eyes were as if she were walking on thin ice, and her unhurried tone contained an unspeakable joke.

"Do you know that your grandfather almost gave you to me to be my child adopter?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the carriage entered a strange state of stagnation.

Qin Yisheng's eyes widened slightly, and he stared in shock at Hao Ziyin, who was lying in the car, trying to reach out and hold Jiuqing's thigh.

This guy almost became his sister-in-law's child foster husband? !

Emotionally, this is still the love rival of the eldest brother.

In this case, wouldn't it be inappropriate to leave people in the Qin family again?

Hao Ziyin was also shocked, feeling how dangerous and scary Qin Yisheng's eyes were staring at him.

His Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed nervously, and laughed dryly.

"Mrs. Qin, please stop teasing me. My grandfather has been dead for many years. How could he interfere in my marriage?"

Hao Ziyin suspected that Fu Jiuqing was taking revenge on him.

Not to mention Qin Yisheng, who was looking at him with dangerous eyes and full of murderous intent.

If Mr. Qin knew that his wife had something to do with him, Hao Ziyin was afraid that his life would be in danger.

"Really? Just ask Director Hao."

Qin Yisheng was an activist and had already taken out his cell phone to call Hao Sihan.

He even turned on the speakerphone and glanced at Hao Ziyin with a cold and ruthless look, which made people feel the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Hao Ziyin was completely at a loss, and the redness on his face instantly faded away.

"Master Qin?"

Director Hao's respectful voice came from the cell phone speaker.

Hao Ziyin climbed up resignedly and sat cross-legged in the carriage, as if he was resigned to his fate.

"Director Hao, I heard that your old man, who has been dead for many years, plans to give your son to a noble person as a child bride?"

Qin Yisheng looked sideways at his sister-in-law, who was sitting relaxed and contentedly beside him, and met her calm eyes.

Seeing that Fu Jiuqing was not angry, Qin Yisheng smiled at him.

Qin Yisheng's words almost burned Director Hao's CPU!

Noble person? Child adopter?

A noble man comes to this world, hugs his thigh, and gives his son to him!

Hao Sihan's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he was suddenly enlightened!

When the old man said that he would give his son to a nobleman, he was not secretly informing him of the nobleman's identity.

At this moment, Director Hao felt a sense of regret.

Their search for the noble person has been in the wrong direction.

Everyone thinks that the noble man is an expert in the world, an old man who is over 100 years old.

Who would have thought she was a woman? Looking at her graceful back in the video, she must be no more than thirty years old.

Even if she was over thirty years old, or even over a hundred years old, Hao Sihan would still offer his son with both hands.

He never expected that the deceased old man had such thoughts.

In just a few seconds, Hao Sihan analyzed the pros and cons, and he suddenly laughed.

"Mr. Qin also knows about this? It's true. The old man gave me a dream before, saying that Zi Yin made a marriage contract with the noble man.

You see, Ziyin has a good relationship with the noble man. Please tell me the identity of the noble man, please. I'm waiting to drink my son's wedding wine. "