After rebirth, the substitute just wants to sit and eat

"I'm back," the nanny put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and when she saw Fu Ran and Tang Yuding coming back, she said, "Sit down quickly, I'll go up and call my wife down."

"Well, I'll go up and change first, and I'll come down later." Fu Ran said, walking towards the second floor with strides.

After Fu Ran finished changing, he found that Tang Yuding was still sitting by the table alone, and raised his eyebrows, "Mrs. Fu doesn't want to eat?"

Hearing Fu Ran's question, the aunt quickly replied: "My wife said I have no appetite, so I'll just send some vegetable salad up later."

"Success, then let's eat first." Fu Ran pulled away the stool and sat down opposite Tang Yuding.

*

All the lights were on in the middle of the night, and Fu Ran stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the noisy crowd downstairs.

The driver's door was wide open, and several bodyguards carefully carried Tang Yuding out of the villa on a stretcher.

The noisy voice said everything, Fu Ran pressed his face into the glass, and vaguely heard a few shouts of 'be careful', 'slow down', and 'how long will the doctor be here' mixed in underneath.

Compared with the panic shown by all the people around, Yu Wei's panic was particularly subtle and restrained.

She wore a dark gray shawl and followed behind the stretcher, frowning and staring at the movements of those people, tilting her head slightly, looking at the only room upstairs that was not lit, her eyes narrowed.

"Madam, let's go. We have asked people to wait in advance, and we will be able to find the nearest hospital in about ten minutes."

"Okay, let's go then." Yu Wei looked back and stepped into the car door.

The curtains in the dark on the second floor shook slightly after the car left.

Most of the servants in Xiaobailou did not follow to serve, Yu Wei only picked a few people she knew well.

After working for most of the night, the servants took a breath and returned to the basement in twos and threes.

"It's strange for you to say, why did Young Master Tang suddenly vomit and diarrhoea? You can clearly see that his body is quite strong."

"Who knows, maybe he ate something unclean?" One of the servants guessed.

The aunt who cooked the rice heard the discussion between the two people in front of her, and immediately became angry: "Who are you referring to? I have been cooking for so many years, and the master and wife know best. But I am careful, how can I do something unclean?" !"

"Ah, you are really angry. I just said that I ate something unclean, but I didn't say that I ate it here. Maybe I ate something outside." The person who started the conversation Seeing someone angry, he immediately comforted him, lest he make things worse.

"That's right, we're talking about the outside, so don't worry too much." Others agreed.

The back and forth voices were wrapped in emotions so that people could not notice the shallow footsteps on the stairs.

Fu Ran didn't wear shoes, but only put on a pair of white socks and stepped on the floor, slowly controlling her strength and walking carefully.

The temperature on the wrist has not changed, which proves that Yu Wei did not change places.

The second time he came, Fu Ran had already prepared his mind. For the portrait sitting on the chair, Fu Ran meditated in his heart, comforted his heart with the greatest strength, walked to the side of the portrait, and pressed the hidden button with his hand.

The panel of the coffee table where the tea was placed was opened a seam on both sides, and Fu Ran stretched out his hand to push it, and saw a stack of papers.

It's pure white, without any handwriting, lying safely in the dark compartment.

Fu Ran stretched out his finger, and lightly touched the paper with his fingertips. In an instant, light brown characters appeared on the paper. The characters were obviously very small, but Fu Ran read every word in his mind.

'——Fu Ran who got the manuscript is about to end his time-traveling journey, and his transaction with System No. 038 is about to end, but Fu Ran who got the manuscript doesn't know that the magic power that the manuscript can give him is so great that he doesn't have to deal with it anymore. 038 can bargain and control the world by himself, he just needs to leave a piece of paper, on the paper...'

"Thank you, I don't need it." Fu Ran interrupted the writing in the manuscript directly, rolled the manuscript with his fingers, and tied the manuscript tightly with the rubber band 038 gave him before.

Before returning to carry out this task, 038 told Fu Ran that this manuscript was a thieves, and he liked to seduce the host very much, and that Fu Ran must abide by his heart.

Fu Ran thought for a long time, although the temptation of the manuscript may be very attractive, but after all, 038 is his long-term partner, breaking the contract midway is not his style.

'Congratulations to the host, your task has been accomplished. As a reward, you can randomly select three important time points, choose to experience or look back, and after the three time points are completed, you can return to your original time and space, and the system will then give You provide a brand new body, and the method and result of inheriting property in a legitimate way. '

Although the mechanical sound is a bit like 038, it is not 038 after all.

Fu Ran frowned and looked at the unfamiliar system interface in front of him, and asked, "Where's 038? Isn't he connecting with me?"

"I'm sorry, Senior 038 is being punished, so I can't come to announce the result, but when the host completes the task, Senior 038 will definitely be punished."

The new system is quite sensible, and although the content of the answer is short, it answers all the questions in an orderly manner.

"Punishment, what punishment?" Fu Ran subconsciously asked.

"I'm sorry, host, I'm currently an intern system, so I don't have the authority to do so."

"Ok."

It was probably because 038 kept rejecting him in a way of not having permission, which made Fu Ran not feel angry at all for the current answer of 'no permission'.

"The host please choose a time point." The mechanical voice said, changing the interface to an interface with a calendar and detailed time points.

"Just..." Fu Ran looked at all his records, frowned, and after a while, he finally expressed his thoughts, "I want to visit him, okay? Please."

"Okay, the time period has started to be imported, and there is still a 20-second countdown, please don't leave the current room."