is this marriage

At the Hongtu Group's annual meeting that night, there were many well-prepared and wonderful programs, but only when Jiang Yuluo pulled out the needle and took the curtain call with Zhong Ye, the applause of the audience reached a sensational level.

"He stabbed Mr. Zhong? Brother Xiao Jiang stabbed Mr. Zhong?"

Di Xuetang pinched the friend next to him and repeatedly confirmed, "Is he not planning to continue working in Hongtu?"

"Please, you have been with them for so long, do you think Dr. Jiang has done too many outrageous things?"

Zhou Hong on the side took it for granted, "Not only does Mr. Zhong not get angry, but he also enjoys it. Besides, the needle tube has no needles at all, and it's not really pricking."

"Huh? Oh, no needles."

Di Xuetang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and observed carefully.

In fact, Jiang Yuluo originally planned to install the needle so that Zhong Ye's blood could be drawn in the name of performing.But before he came to the stage, he didn't know whether it was because of his sudden conscience, or because he felt sorry for Zhong Yehui's blow, or if he quietly threw away the needle.

"I thought you were going to really stab me."

Zhong Ye followed the trend and pulled Jiang Yuluo off the stage, Jiang Yuluo inadvertently grabbed his hand back,

"Am I that bad in your heart?"

"I just see that you seem to have something on your mind all the time,"

Zhong Ye paused, taking advantage of the chorus performance on the stage, when the people around couldn't hear them talking, he quietly approached Jiang Yuluo, almost whispering to his ears,

"Actually, you can ask me directly, I don't mind sharing secrets with you."

"Sometimes I'm really afraid of your cleverness."

Jiang Yuluo sighed, his eyes wandered around and then returned to Zhong Ye's face, "There is no chocolate cake here, but I suddenly want to eat it."

"Let's go then."

Zhong Ye understood, chuckled twice, and shook the car keys in his hand towards Jiang Yuluo.

So on the night of the annual meeting, the boss of Hongtu sneaked out of the New Year's speech and the big cake painting speech, just to take his wife to have a bite of the Black Forest cake before the cake shop closed.

"So do you know that the weasel under your hand has turned its back?"

Jiang Yuluo cut a spoonful of cake and looked up at Zhong Ye. The traffic outside the window was reflected in his eyes, like an amber wrapped in fireworks.

"I had a hunch,"

Zhong Ye nodded, and took a sip of the coffee recommended by Jiang Yuluo, "It doesn't know much, the only important thing is that I cursed him."

"I think you have sealed your loneliness."

Jiang Yuluo pouted, not knowing that the "only important thing" to Zhong Ye was not his own blood origin, but Jiang Yuluo's fatal flaw revealed in Chen Mo Hell.

But now it seems that what the weasel saw through the ghost official's eyes was not Zhong Jiyang complaining about Jiang Yuluo, but a reminder to be careful of Heisha and the old King of Hades.

"What, what did it tell you?"

"It said... Hey, the little cakes made by their family are really good, do you want to try it?"

While talking, Jiang Yuluo suddenly forked a small piece of cake and fed it to Zhong Ye's mouth naturally, Zhong Ye was slightly taken aback.

In fact, when they were studying in Mohaitang, they often fed each other like this. At that time, their youthful thoughts could be concealed under the excuses of childhood sweethearts, or Jiang Yuluo was busy copying homework, and Zhong Ye fed him breakfast, or Jiang Yuluo suddenly bought a particularly spicy snack, and chased Zhong Ye to "share the joys and sorrows" with him.

"...I'll ask the waiter to bring me another fork."

Jiang Yuluo also suddenly realized that he was about to withdraw his hand embarrassingly, but Zhong Ye grabbed his wrist and bit the cake with a few chocolate crumbs on his fork.

"Well, it's pretty sweet."

It wasn't until he finished eating that small bite of cake that Zhong Ye let go of Jiang Yuluo, sat down and wiped his mouth gracefully.

"That's right... When I return to my post in the future, the first thing I will do is arrange to import the Black Forest from the Human World."

Jiang Yuluo forked a small piece stiffly, and slowly swallowed the cake together with the fork. It wasn't the first time he and they used the same tableware like this, so it was no big deal...Jiang Yuluo worked hard I comforted myself in my heart, but the tips of my ears became more and more red.

"What did that weasel say to you? It can make you restless for days?"

Zhong Ye crossed his hands next to his chin. Since Jiang Yuluo deliberately left the annual meeting to avoid the crowd, he should finally be willing to trust him a little more.

"It says that you have blood in your body that doesn't belong to the underworld."

Jiang Yuluo paused, and continued, "Although it's just my guess, I think it's probably related to the sky."

"You guessed right,"

Zhong Ye said calmly, and at the same time, he was afraid that Jiang Yuluo would get tired of eating too much sweets, so he ordered a cup of iced tea for him, "My father, Zhong Jiyang, was punished directly from Jiuchongtian to Chen Mo Hell."

"According to the laws of the Nine Heavens, depriving the body of an immortal and becoming a mortal is already the greatest punishment. Your father..."

Jiang Yuluo was puzzled, "What mistake did you make that needs to be dragged directly into hell?"

"I thought you would know, because Chen Mo Hell was later handed over to you to be in charge, but it seems that when you went, the real scroll case had been destroyed long ago."

"Chen Mo Hell is just Heisha's test for me,"

Jiang Yuluo stirred the mint leaves in the teacup, and sighed silently, "Unfortunately, I failed to withstand his temptation, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here eating cake and chatting with you now."

"Is he testing your loyalty?"

Zhong Ye recalled what he saw when he was brought into Chen Mo Hell by Jiang Yuluo more than ten years ago, and asked again, "And the seal on your body, hasn't it been released?"

At first, Jiang Yuluo was a little surprised that Zhong Ye knew so much, but thinking of all the things that happened, he quickly accepted and said calmly, "I didn't have time, once Heisha followed me into Chen Mo Hell, and was discovered by him. I lost the remnant soul left by Zhong Jiyang, and not long after that, I was thrown into the River Styx by him."

Probably in response to Zhong Ye's frankness, Jiang Yuluo did not avoid the question this time like squeezing toothpaste.

"The first time I entered Chen Mo Hell, when I saw Zhong Jiyang for the first time, he said to me, 'I've been waiting for you for a long time', my expression at that time should be almost as surprised as you are now. And what he said 'seal 'I almost know what it is, since I was a child, Heisha has always been able to manipulate black chains for no reason in order to control me."

"When I was young, I thought it was Heisha's magic weapon, but later I discovered that they seemed to be accompanied by my flesh and blood. As long as Heisha calls, they are everywhere and can lock all my mana."

Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhong Ye had reasonable reasons to speculate that the so-called chains were also a product of the Nine Heavens.

"I thought that Heisha might be using you to cultivate something, but I searched all the ancient books and couldn't find anything that needs to be judged as a furnace."

Zhong Ye frowned slightly, "Did you find any clues yourself?"

"I originally used the power of the first sentence to find out a lot of things based on the clues provided by Zhong Jiyang, but Heisha tampered with my memory after realizing that I had a connection with Zhong Jiyang,"

Jiang Yuluo shook his head, "As long as I have that chain, I can't resist Heisha. The only thing I remember is the 'bridge pier'."

"The pier?"

"Well, I can only confirm that it has something to do with the pier..."

Zhong Ye noticed that Jiang Yuluo quietly closed his eyes when he said this, as if trying to endure something, but he quickly raised his head again, and asked for another piece of red velvet as if nothing had happened:

"I've told you so much, don't you have to show more sincerity?"

"what do you want?"

Zhong Ye chuckled, "Just take it as a New Year's gift for you, you can do whatever you want."

"you sure?"

Jiang Yuluo also laughed along with him, obediently with a bit of imperceptible publicity, "If I want you to transfer the rainbow map to me, is it okay?"

"If you really want, I can directly transfer it into paper money for you and burn it in your house."

"Forget it anyway,"

Jiang Yuluo tapped the cup with a small spoon, "I just want you to answer my question honestly."

"Ok?"

"About your little uncle, Meng Zhoulian, did he originally belong to Jiuchongtian?"

Jiang Yuluo frowned. The things he had heard in the Bamboo Forest Bieyuan became more and more clear these days. What was even more frightening was that he felt a long-lost familiarity with the mighty aura that could disperse the miasma in the underworld.

"Hi."

The glass was knocked from the outside, Jiang Yuluo and Zhong Ye turned their heads together, only to see Meng Zhoulian standing outside the window unknowingly,

"What a coincidence, do you want to invite your little uncle to eat a delicious little cake?"

Meng Zhoulian's smile was like a flower, like a mandala blooming against the moonlight.

Jiang Yuluo had no choice but to end the topic, and sat in his seat waiting for Meng Zhoulian and Zhong Ye who were going to pick out the cake and pay the bill.

"Not bad you boy,"

Meng Zhoulian quietly bent Zhong Ye with his elbow, "A few pieces of cake made Jiang Pan behave like a cat."

"If the little uncle didn't appear suddenly, my cat wouldn't blow up."

Zhong Ye was expressionless, waiting patiently for Meng Zhoulian to choose a plate full of cakes, "Didn't you go back to the underworld, why are you here again?"

"I have a hunch you'll need my help right away,"

Meng Zhoulian laughed crisply, and played with her hair unintentionally with her fingers, "I don't believe it, are you waiting to see your Jiang Judgment?"

As his voice faded, Zhong Ye looked in Jiang Yuluo's direction, and saw that the person who was sitting there just now and eating the cake had suddenly collapsed on the table.

"Jiang Yuluo!"

Zhong Ye rushed forward to help him up, but saw that his face was darkened, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was in great pain.

"The conservation of yin and yang is called the sum,"

Meng Zhoulian stood aside and raised his palm to summon the other half of the 'bridge pier':

"People who are not harmonious and ominous will get sick. Take him home, and I have a way to save him."