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

The imperial capital supports the family.

Fu Wenjun, whose whole body was shrouded in ghostly aura, sat uneasily on the sofa in the living room.

Opposite him was Ueno Ishibashi, a short man with a mustache and a relaxed posture.

Fu Wenjun's face was tense, he looked at Ueno Ishibashi and asked uneasily: "Mr. Ishibashi, are you sure your plan can succeed?"

Shanye Shiqiao's face was filled with a ferocious smile, and his cunning and calculating eyes revealed a lofty and proud light.

He said with a firm tone: "I have brought several senior onmyojis from the Kamo family this time. As long as Qin Baichen shows up, I can ensure that he dies without a burial place."

Fu Wenjun was not reassured by Ueno Ishibashi's words, but instead became more and more uneasy.

He rubbed his hands, with fine traces of sweat appearing on his palms, and asked hypothetically: "What if Qin Baichen doesn't come?"

Ueno Ishibashi's face darkened and he glared at Fu Wenjun: "It's not that you still have your little daughter. She has become a puppet of the Kamo family. Use her to lure your eldest daughter out. I don't believe that Qin Baichen will not show up."

Thinking of Fu Mo'er's tragic death, Fu Wenjun's body trembled and goosebumps appeared.

He didn't dare to think about the scene of Fu Mo'er's tragic death. Even if he thought he was not a good person, he could not accept such a brutal killing.

No, that was no longer killing, but a complete and inhumane killing.

Ueno Ishibashi stared at Fu Wenjun with sinister eyes, clearly seeing the fear on his face, with undisguised ridicule and contempt in his eyes.

There is a saying in China: Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters.

Everything he is doing now is for the sake of the Western Empire, and no one can stop him.

*

Four p.m.

The private plane taken by Fu Jiuqing and Fu Jiayou landed on the Qin family's parking lawn.

As soon as the two got off the plane, Qin Baichen, wearing a casual suit, walked towards them with big steps.

Mr. Qin's long, narrow and affectionate calm eyes were staring at Fu Jiuqing, looking deeply at her figure, and a gentle and beautiful smile appeared on his handsome face.

The golden light of the sunset, which was about to set, reflected on his slender and elegant figure, seeming to sparkle.

The originally elegant and handsome face became more noble and gentle, exuding the indescribable charm of a mature man.

Fu Jiuqing stepped on the lawn and met Qin Baichen's eyes as he strode forward.

The moment the two looked at each other, everything around them became blurry, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Fu Jiuqing's cold eyes fell on Qin Baichen's elegant face, seeing the gentle smile blooming in his eyes.

Even though she was several meters away, she was infected by Qin Baichen's heartfelt joy.

At that moment, Fu Jiuqing felt that the prosperous age was stable and the years were quiet.

I couldn’t tell why, but I suddenly wanted to hug each other.

Fu Jiuqing, who had always acted decisively, jumped directly into Qin Baichen's arms when he was only a few steps away from her.

Qin Baichen, who was aware of her intentions, was already prepared and hugged the person who was too petite for him.

Fu Jiayou, who was behind him, looked at this scene with his mouth in an O shape, dumbfounded.

His sister, who was decisive and decisive, seemed to be a little bit clingy at this moment.

The sense of disobedience was so strong that Fu Jiayou suspected that his sister had been taken over by some lonely ghost.

However, what Fu Jiuqing did the next second made Fu Jiayou put away the nonsensical thoughts in his mind.

Fu Jiuqing patted Qin Baichen on the shoulder and said in a commanding tone: "Bend over."

Mr. Qin, who doted on his wife to no end, leaned forward obediently and stared at Fu Jiuqing tenderly with indulgent eyes.

With a smile in his sweet voice, he asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Fu Jiuqing put her arms around his neck and gently raised her delicate chin, like a condescending queen: "I'm tired, take me back."

Qin Baichen's hand wearing a Buddhist bead firmly supported her lower back with his big palm, and he picked her up without saying a word.

He easily picked up the dusty Fu Jiuqing in a princess hug full of security, and asked caringly: "Why are you so tired? Do you want the doctor to take a look at you?"

Fu Jiuqing put her head on his chest, where his heartbeat was rising evenly, closed her eyes tightly, and said lazily, "No, I'm just hungry."

Upon hearing that his wife was hungry, Qin Baichen walked towards the oncoming car.

"Then let's go eat first and then wash up after eating."

The couple, immersed in the warm atmosphere, obviously forgot about Fu Jiayou behind them.

Seeing them leaving without looking back, Fu Jiayou was stunned again.

My sister has changed!

It has definitely changed!

I forgot about my brother when I had a brother-in-law!

Fu Jiayou bared his big white teeth and showed a sinister smile.

He was just about to lose his temper when Bai Ling, accompanied by several guards, bowed and saluted him.

"Young Master, Master Qin made a special trip to pick up Madam. Please take another car with me back to the main building."

She has a delicate and beautiful appearance, a tall and straight figure, and a very friendly and respectful attitude.

The good-natured gene that Fu Jiayou inherited in his bones prevented him from getting angry at a stranger who was polite and polite to him.

He exhaled and looked up to see his sister and brother-in-law. He found that the two of them had already gotten into the car and the luxurious black car was driving away.

Fu Jiayou immediately became anxious and urged: "Hurry up!"

He had to catch up with the two of them. There must be something fishy in Qin Baichen's sinister aura.

He had to find out if this person was dangerous.

Seeing that the little ancestor's expression returned to normal, Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief and led him towards the off-road vehicle parked not far away.

Fu Jiuqing was carried back to the main building by Qin Baichen.

As soon as she entered the hall, she smelled the familiar woody sandalwood in the house, and the faint scent of the two living here, intertwined, giving her an inexplicable feeling of peace of mind.

Qin Baichen carried her into the bathroom, carefully placed her on the floor, and said in a gentle voice: "You wash your hands first, and I'll let the kitchen serve the food."

Fu Jiuqing nodded and rinsed his hands under the sensor faucet.

When she looked up in the mirror, she saw Qin Baichen's back turned and left. Her dusty face was clearly visible, and her clothes were also dirty.

Fu Jiuqing couldn't help but laugh.

With her look like this, Qin Baichen didn't throw her away even though he was holding her, and there wasn't even a trace of disgust on his face.

If she remembers well, Qin Baichen has a slight mysophobia.

This can be seen from his daily life.

The corners of Fu Jiuqing's lips curved uncontrollably in a curve of pleasure.

"Sister! Sister? Where are you?"

The call for Fu Jiayou sounded outside.

Fu Jiuqing, who had just washed his face, picked up the towel on the side and wiped his face, then rushed outside and said, "Here it is!"

Fu Jiayou's figure soon appeared at the door, his eyes looking up and down at her like a detector.

He looked like he was looking for someone to settle a score with, and asked angrily: "Where is Qin Baichen?"

Fu Jiuqing said quietly: "In the restaurant."

Fu Jiayou turned around and left aggressively.