An ugly wife in the time-traveling house

Gregorian calendar December 2020, 12, Empire.

Imperial Communications Headquarters...

[The portrait recognition is complete, the mission has been known, and the search for the target person starts now. 】

The moment the machine sound disappeared, a huge data stream flooded into every corner of the empire covered by the network like a thousand troops, running at 100% full speed to conduct a national face detection comparison.

At the same time, everyone's mobile phones rang at the same moment. When they opened it, they found that it was a missing person notice, and the reward was generous.

Standing in the huge central control room, Shan Yu reflected the dark blue characters on the screen in his long eyes, and his net worth dropped rapidly at the speed of a rocket going up to the sky.

After half an hour...

A black helicopter landed on the open space on the outskirts of Yancheng. When the hatch was opened, a pair of long legs wrapped perfectly in suit trousers stepped down.

"Mr. Shan." The welcoming person bent down and respectfully greeted the person who got off the plane.

Shan Yu nodded slightly, with a calm and wise light in his eyes: "Where are people?"

"In the lounge." The person who led the way said concisely: "The old man was found in a forest park not far from here. He seems to have a language barrier and cannot communicate normally."

While talking, he had already reached the lounge. The old man with white hair and eyebrows was dressed in common clothes. The moment he saw Shan Yu, he immediately stood up excitedly. After walking a few steps, he stopped hesitantly.

dare not admit it.

Shan Yu once said that he looks the same as the original owner, but the person in front of him...

The man was dressed in a neat suit, with a dignified appearance, not to mention his usual aura of a superior, but just his tall figure and deep-featured face, no one could connect him with the original owner.

Also, when the original owner was possessed by Shan Yu, he was only eighteen|nine years old. Although he looked very similar to Shan Yu in his youth, the real Shan Yu was already a 27-year-old youth.

Appearance, demeanor, and feeling are all very different.

At least in the impression of the mute grandpa, the original owner who was possessed by Shan Yu was a gentle and handsome young man, unlike now, who made people feel awe-inspiring and difficult to approach.

Shan Yu restrained his aura, stretched out his hand and pulled the old man with a tangled face and looked very helpless into his arms, patted him, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, don't be afraid, I'm Shan Yu, you're safe from now on."

——Back to the castle in the sky.

Shan Yu arranged for the dumb grandfather to enter the family medicine farm, which is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, where medicinal herbs are planted all over the mountains and plains, and it is relatively easy to adapt to the environment.

If you go home, you will inevitably be promoted.

Father Shan threw more than a dozen newspapers in front of Shan Yu, and asked him coldly: "Why are you so crazy? The market value of tens of billions of dollars is gone, are you kidding about the family's foundation? What’s the matter with this child who looks exactly like you? Do you know that the phone at home is about to explode? Now everyone is saying that you have an illegitimate child, and the marriage partners your mother picked for you are also dirty. What do you want to do? Your wings are stiff and you want to rebel, don't you?"

"Oh my husband, please don't be angry. Our son has always been prudent. There must be a reason for this." Shanmu pulled the angry Shanfu to persuade him, and asked Shanyu softly: "What's the matter with this child? ?”

Shan Yu promised readily: "It's my flesh and blood."

Father Shan pointed his eyebrows at him: "You bastard!"

Shanmu fainted for a moment, and asked again: "Where is the mother of the child? Who is it?"

Shan Yu is the only child in the family, and he has already taken over the family business. His marriage is not a matter of one person, and this question must be answered carefully.

Both telling the truth and fabricating lies will be opposed for the simple reason that it is absurd and inappropriate.

Shan Yu was silent and was forced to kneel in the ancestral hall.

The winter in Sky City is relatively mild, but the nights are still a bit cold.

Shan Yu lay tossing and turning in the quilt secretly sent by his mother, holding a piece of cloth on the tip of his nose and sniffing lightly.

It seems that there is still a smell of late autumn on it, a very faint and pleasant smell of eupatorium.

"Late autumn..."

Where are you?Or, have you worn it?

At this moment, there is no man's land in the frontier that is thousands of miles away from the city of the sky...

Wan Qiu leaned against the cliff and hugged the crying little bun in her arms, looked at the young men in strange clothes who surrounded her in fear, grabbed a handful of sand and muttered: "You! What are you doing? Me! I don't know you! Get up! Get up!"

The man at the head was tall, long-legged, and handsome, and he squatted halfway beside Wan Qiu, holding a long gun and raised his chin, and said in a slightly rambunctious way, "Look at this little face, who can be as pale as a tender one." Water is coming out, where did you come from? Why are you on Lao Tzu's territory?"

The people next to me laughed loudly:

"Boss, aren't you worried about not having a wife? He must have been given to you by God, hahaha!"

"I even sent a child! Hahaha!"

"Then why don't you give away a few more? How can one be enough? Hahaha!"

Wan Qiu was frightened, he threw the sand in his hand at the face of the man in front of him, turned his head and ran, and fell.

"I'm c!" The man rubbed his eyes and cursed: "I'll catch this b*tch and tie him back! Idiot! See if I don't do it|kill him!"

After half an hour...

Wan Qiu was thrown by the man on the bed in a small building. He cried and hid in the corner, begging: "Please don't hurt me! My husband is the president of Sky City Shan's Pharmaceutical! His name is Shan Yu! You Get him! He'll give you money!"

As Wan Qiu spoke, she took out the cloth with writing on it in her arms and showed it to the man, who was thrown under her feet and stepped on.

"I can't read, I can't read." The man went to bed giggling, pressed the huddled late autumn under his body, tugged at his skirt, tugged at his long hair, and said with a smile: "Are you a man or a woman? What? The hair is so long? And the clothes are so weird?"

Late Autumn struggled wildly, crying, "Husband! Husband!"

"Ha! You're quite flirtatious, good boy, call me husband." The man seemed to take pleasure in dispelling Wan Qiu's resistance. He took advantage of his words but didn't have too much physical contact, and said with a smile: "My name is Feng Zhan, you What's it called? Let's go everywhere, how about being a husband and wife? I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and I urgently need a wife. If you lack a man, how about I give myself to you?"

The man named Feng Zhan speaks and behaves sloppily, Wan Qiu, unwilling to be humiliated, tries to commit suicide by biting his tongue.

"Damn! So strong?!"

Feng Zhan pressed his fingers hard, and with a single click, Wan Qiu's chin was removed. Seeing that he would rather die than surrender, he became more and more interested, and smiled and said to the teary-eyed and terrified Wan Qiu: "It's good that you died, I What's it like to have a dead person who hasn't slept yet?"

Late autumn has never seen such a person who is not as good as a beast. He is crying and fighting the wind, as painless as hitting cotton.

Feng Zhan regarded this as a kind of flirting, clasped Wan Qiu's struggling wrist and put his ears on his ears, and smiled viciously: "If you want me to fuck you, just continue."