Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

"What? What did you say?"

Xiao Jin, who sneaked out for a date under the starry sky, was stunned by what Wei Yan suddenly said to him, and the crab claws bitten by him became unsavory in an instant, "Say it again."

"I told you to calm down. I didn't find out exactly what was going on, but Ming Yan told me that the Ye family may have imprisoned your clansman, and that clansman is about to die."

"This is already a very serious matter." Jin Youxin pulled out the innermost claw of the crab, fixed his eyes on Wei Yan, and motioned him to continue, "What's going on? Why did our Jin family meet with Ye?" I don’t even know if my family has anything to do with it.”

"Will you know?"

"Generally speaking, there will not be two Jin family members in a city, except for married couples, like my father and my mother.

But our Jin family seldom gets married within the clan, because luck is too good, it is very likely that the positive and positive will be negative, and of course there is also the possibility that the positive and positive will be corrected, just like me. "

Jin Youxin was afraid that Wei Yan would not understand, so he continued to explain: "Anyway, I told you before that I am the luckiest member of our Jin family, because I was born from two Jin families.

But even my parents don't get together very often. If two lucky people stay together for a long time, their aura will be disturbed. "

Although it sounds absurd, but seems to be understandable, Wei Yan pushed his glasses, "What consequences will the disorder of the aura cause?"

"One party may be influenced or swallowed by the other party, that is to say, absorbing all the luck of the other party and swallowing the remaining lives of the other party is probably equivalent to swallowing his life, um... I am a little unclear about the explanation, The luck I'm talking about is not my own luck, but your luck."

Jin Youxin sat up straight, and explained carefully to Wei Yan: "I calculated you, and you belong to my destiny. Our Jin family's luck is too good, so we need people with particularly bad luck to escape God's eyes. That way you might live longer.

But this is just for you to make your luck normal, and my luck is still my luck, it belongs to my own fate, as for being affected by emotions now, it’s another story. "

"So, if there is a Jin family in Xincheng, and that Jin family is in Ye's family, then I should have absorbed his luck and filled it with you..."

When Jin Youxin thought about it, he felt that it was really the case, "Is that why your business is so smooth now? You are so lucky that you didn't notice it? How many companies have you opened in a short period of time?

So many companies are doing well, and their income is growing in a straight line. You no longer need to work for the old man, and you are already richer than the old man. "

Wei Yan narrowed his eyes and coughed lightly, "I still want to believe that it is the result of my own hard work."

"Yes, yes." Jin Youxin raised his hand and patted Wei Yan's shoulder, "It must be the result of your own hard work. I am here to provide you with luck, and you still have to make all the decisions yourself. , if it is a Dou who cannot be supported, no amount of luck will help."

Wei Yan assumed that he was comforted, and continued: "Then are you sure that the Ye family imprisoned members of your Jin family?"

"Hmm..." Jin Youxin touched his chin, "This is very strange, just like what I just told you, if it is really from my Jin family, I should feel it, at least it is A flash of inspiration, or trembling all over the body, but the strange thing is that when I saw Ye's family, I didn't feel that way."

"Did you use some method to block that feeling?"

"I don't know. But now that technology is so advanced, if we explain it in a more scientific way, our luck is a kind of magnetic field.

If I use scientific methods to block that unique magnetic field so that I can't sense it, it should be possible. "

"For this kind of thing, maybe you should ask the tech giants Ye Minghong knows."

Wei Yan said, took out his mobile phone, and called Ye Minghong directly, and then he heard the panting sound on the other end of the phone, "Ye Minghong, besides this, you don't do anything else every day?"

He frowned, and couldn't help but want to scold this uneasy junior. He thought it would be nice to be taken home by Mr. Ye for such an unprogressive junior.

"It's winter vacation now. As the school's psychologist, I must rest, and I have to take care of Mingming. Mingming is very fragile now, and I need to comfort him every day. By the way, uncle, I have helped you Okay, have you helped me?" Ye Minghong didn't beat around the bush, but cut straight to the point.

Wei Yan rubbed his temples with his hands, "Theoretically, I have already told Yemin about you giving up your family property, and she also expressed that she is very happy, but according to our old man, old man Ye will not let you go so easily, and Now we have also discovered a secret of your family."

"Secret?" Ye Minghong stopped his movements, lowered his head and kissed Zheng Ming's face that had recovered to its original state, "What secret? Tell me."

"Did you know that there is a basement under your old house?"

As soon as Wei Yan's words came out, Ye Minghong's whole body shook, and some fragments of memory began to pop out of his head. He covered his head with his hands, and directly knelt on the ground with his legs limp.

"Yeye?" Zheng Ming was startled, he quickly got out of bed and picked him up, let him sit on the bed, and carefully checked his knees, "Are you okay? Yeye, what's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold?" ?”

"The old house..."

"Ye Minghong?" Wei Yan felt wrong, "Are you okay? Ye Minghong."

"I, I'm fine." Ye Minghong held Zheng Ming's hand, and rubbed his cheek against his hand twice, "Uncle, continue talking, let me see what I can do to help you."

"Ming Yan said that there is a person named Jin in the old house. I want to know if you know it, because you also lived in this house, and you should have lived longer than Ming Yan."

"The one surnamed Jin..."

Many images flashed in front of Ye Minghong's eyes again. With a muffled snort, he fell directly into Zheng Ming's arms, "Damn...what's going on."

Wei Yan's intuition was wrong, "Ye Minghong?"

Ye Minghong supported his head with his hands, gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it an older woman who is blind and coughing all the time. Besides, she is still chained."

"Yes, you, what's the matter?"

"Ha... Damn it..." Ye Minghong felt his head hurt so much, he held Zheng Ming's hand tightly, and physical tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "My head hurts, uncle, this matter I will call you later, I think I am, I was given a psychological suggestion, damn it! I am a psychiatrist..."

Before Wei Yan could say anything, Ye Minghong had already hung up the phone, and then he curled up all over his body, and his body began to twitch uncontrollably, "Yeye, don't scare me, Yeye!"

"Obviously, you call Keke for me. I, I may need his help. I feel that my head has been moved. Maybe, maybe it was the time when I was locked up by the old man..."

After hearing this, Zheng Ming hastily dialed Keke, the number of the technology boss who has been providing technical support to Ye Minghong...