Marry the ex-boyfriend's father [Transmigration Book]

Yintang was black, eyes were blue, and Zhong Yao, who was haunted by ghost babies, had a look of bad luck, but until he left the Lishui community, Ji Lanchuan didn't see death on the other's face.

That is to say, after she and Zhao Zhuo left, Zhong Yao did some "big things" that could change her fate, which brought about suicide or homicide.

What happened for a while was hard to explain in words, Ji Lanchuan didn't reply in a hurry, but dialed back the phone to Zhao Zhuo after returning to the bedroom.

"beep--"

The other party seemed to be staring at the phone all the time, and the notification tone rang once, and Ji Lanchuan heard the call being picked up: "Ji Lan?"

"It's me." He turned on the computer and logged on to Weibo. The black-haired young man calmly pretended to tremble with fear, "Miss Zhong..."

"Dead," Zhao Zhuo quickly followed the other party's second sentence, his tone was a little hasty, "jumping off a building, the initial judgment is suicide, few people know about it now, and Yu Li was also quite frightened. "

Although there are quite a few artists who have committed suicide due to drug use or depression in recent years, none of Yu Li's subordinates really chose this path, especially the tragic situation after Zhong Yao fell from the building, which will definitely make people do well for several nights in a row nightmare.

Searching for news about "Zhong Yao" on Weibo, and sure enough, no one has released this big news that is enough to cause hot searches. Staring at the smiling woman in the photo, Ji Lanchuan murmured: "Did you commit suicide..."

She obviously didn't give up when she was possessed by a ghost baby. Would such a patient and cruel woman really commit suicide?

"That's what Yu Li said, and I don't know the specifics." Hearing the suspicion in the young man's words, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but ask the question hidden in his heart that prompted him to call the young man, " Ji Lan, did you expect that she would die?"

Holding the right hand of the mouse for a moment, Ji Lanchuan's eyes flickered: "Brother Zhao, are you blaming me for not helping me?"

"No, no, no," Zhao Zhuo hurriedly explained, fearing that the ancestor would misunderstand what he meant, "I just want to say that everyone has their own destiny, whether it counts or not, you should not take the matter on yourself."

Hearing the young man's soft "hmm", Zhao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice: "We went to the Lishui community before Zhong Yao's death, the police and Yu Li may come to question, I will try my best to help you Stop people, if you really can't stop them, you just insist that you don't know anything."

——This is also the reason why he was eager to tell the truth to the young man. After all, it is difficult to explain the matter of catching ghosts. He must give the other party a vaccination in advance.

A good cooperation campaign turned into a murder scene, and Zhao Zhuo didn't dare to think about the expression on the boss's face when he knew about this incident. If there is really regret medicine in the world, he must go back and strangle the self who accepted Yu Li's proposal.

"But I don't know anything at all." After confirming that Zhao Zhuo was not as "kind" as some people in his previous life, Ji Lanchuan relaxed his back slightly, "The calamity of life and death should not be counted lightly, it will shorten your life."

What's more, the way of heaven is impermanent, and people's luck is changing every moment. The overall fortune is easy to see, but if it is specific to a certain year, certain month, certain day, certain event, or certain details, even if the patriarch comes, it must be calculated by combining the four pillars and horoscopes. for a long time.

Leaving gossip aside, after hearing the young man's answer, Zhao Zhuo, who didn't think the other party would lie, was completely relieved: "It's good if you don't know, Yu Li is more suspicious, and if you don't know, she will blame you for things. God, you don't go out, so as not to be entangled by her."

Blame it on him, because of that sentence "It's hard for her to be popular again"?

He didn't quite understand the other party's logic, but Ji Lanchuan nodded obediently: "I see."

He is a celestial master, not a detective, and it was Zhong Yao's own choice to get rid of the ghost baby. No matter how you calculate it, Ji Lanchuan should not be involved in this cause and effect.

Zhao Zhuo is not a mother-in-law, so he hung up the phone after finishing what he had to say, while Ji Lanchuan stared at the still photo of his junior sister on the computer, and touched his chin hesitantly——

Business is about getting off to a good start, and the first client who came to catch ghosts died unexpectedly. Should I really help her?

Early the next morning, Third Master Qin went downstairs refreshed after receiving the gift, with two black cufflinks pinned to the cuffs of his shirt, which he didn't usually use often. Ji Lanchuan, who was drinking water, choked. Use it on the spot.

Cufflinks, one of the gifts that appear frequently in countless wealthy novels, really can't think of what Qin Zheng likes besides work, so Ji Lanchuan borrowed a little from the experience of his predecessors.

"Staring at me stupidly, what are you doing?" Seeing the young man standing blankly in front of the refrigerator, Qin Zheng beckoned to him in a good-tempered manner, "Come over for dinner."

Ever since he officially moved into Qin's house, Ji Lanchuan's daily routine has been extremely healthy. Taking a sneak peek at the man's expression, he reckoned that the other party probably didn't know about Zhong Yao for the time being.

Weird.

He kept his attention on the other party all the time. As soon as Qin Zheng saw the young man's sneaky eyes, he knew that the young man was thinking about "rebellion" again. Putting down the soy milk in his hand, the man beat hard: "Tonight I have a dinner party, I may come back later, you stay at home obediently, and if you want anything, just mention it to Uncle Zheng."

It’s been an eventful time recently, and a clean person like a young man shouldn’t have anything to do with death. He intuited that the actress named Zhong Yao died strangely. Qin Zheng, who received Zhao Zhuo’s report, was vigilant, but he didn’t know it on the surface. Affection.

Ji Lanchuan's character is relatively lazy. Once the freshness of the novel world wears off, he can't wait to stay at home for ten days and a half months. Therefore, he doesn't feel any dissatisfaction with the restraint of the president's father.

After sending the third master away to work in the company, Ji Lanchuan got the legendary family rules from Uncle Zheng. He quickly glanced at them from top to bottom, and found that most of them were related to "access control time" and "report when something happens". Class trivial matters.

Isn't this the rule the other party used when adopting Qin Ziheng?

Thinking of the protagonist Gong who happened to be in high school when he was adopted, Ji Lanchuan suddenly felt that he had understood something. No wonder Qin Ziheng always complained about his father's harshness in the novel, and Qin Zheng's series of "unequal treaties" were really a bit detailed.

The sky was gloomy today, and Ji Lanchuan had nothing to do, so he went upstairs to finish the novel with his family rules in mind. Anyway, Qin Zheng was not at home, so he could let himself relax in bed for a whole day.

Compared with yesterday's fierceness, today's rain is lingering and fine. Ji Lanchuan, who was nestled in the quilt, did not turn on the light, and soon fell asleep like a chicken pecking rice, but when his consciousness was getting blurred, a sudden Zhang's bloody face with broken facial features suddenly approached him.

"Clap."

The phone Xu Xu was holding dropped to the ground, and Ji Lanchuan sat up from the bed suddenly. It is easiest for people to connect with another world when they are half asleep and half awake. He is very sure that the grimace that flashed just now is Zhong Yao.

It seems that the other party not only did not step into reincarnation, but his soul has become an existence similar to a ghost or an earth-bound spirit, but Ji Lanchuan couldn't figure it out, why did he dream of the other party's death for no reason?

Could it be that Zhong Yao's death ambition is really because of that sentence "It's hard to be popular again"?

Distraught by this inexplicable case of jumping from a building, Ji Lanchuan bent down to pick up his cell phone, and then quickly stepped forward to open the window. The breeze mixed with the smell of earth rushed in. The young man looked out of the window intently, as if he could get out of the window See what other people can't see there.

The Qin residence has excellent feng shui, and the "mascot" Qin Zheng sits in town all year round, so evil spirits cannot come in. If Zhong Yao really wants to take revenge on herself, she can only wander around the Qin residence.

but.

Even if Ji Lanchuan let out his aura on purpose, the other party never showed up. He was sure that Zhong Yao's death had nothing to do with him.

Things have developed to the present, and even he has been aroused a little curiosity.

A quick look at the date of birth on an encyclopedia did not match Zhong Yao's fate. Ji Lanchuan threw himself back on the bed, unlocked his phone and sent Zhao Zhuo a WeChat message——

[Brother Zhao, do you know Zhong Yao's birthday?The information on the Internet seems to be wrong. 】

Wanting to cry, Zhao Zhuo, who had just been warned by his boss in the morning, looked at this text message like a hot potato, and finally chose to pretend to be dead and not reply.

The text messages sent fell to nothing, and Ji Lanchuan, who mistakenly thought that Qin Zheng didn't know that Zhong Yao was dead, thought it was because Zhao Zhuo was too busy to see, but unfortunately he didn't have the relics of the dead at hand, even if he wanted to summon the soul, he couldn't get it back.

It was just a whim, and seeing that Zhao Zhuo didn't reply for a long time, Ji Lanchuan put the matter behind him for the time being. An ordinary and extraordinary day passed by slowly, paying attention to the time. Ji Lanchuan was about to go downstairs for dinner, but suddenly Uncle Zheng knocked on the door.

"Are you...?" Looking at the serious old butler at the door, the black-haired young man asked suspiciously.

Uncle Zheng bent down slightly, and said something in the other party's ear sincerely.

At the same time, M City, Changle Teahouse.

Sitting impatiently at the head of the private room, Qin Zheng glanced coldly at the chattering middle-aged man. From the perspective of genealogy, the other party should still be his cousin, but the third master Qin is powerful, and the family dares to hold their own There are not many elders.

"I've met Ms. Sun's family before. She looks extremely good-looking. You are in your thirties this year, but you don't have anyone around you who knows what's cold and what's hot..."

"Enough." Shen Sheng interrupted the other party's chatter, and Qin Zheng raised his eyes to look at the old man sitting opposite him, "Old Sun, I thought we were going to talk about business today."

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was old and had helped him many years ago, how could Qin Zheng sit here and have an unknown dinner, and he didn't just throw his chopsticks away, which was the last bit of face he left for the old man.

"Business belongs to business, favors belong to favors," the old man surnamed Sun said with a smile, pretending not to understand the meaning of the other party's words, "My daughter has admired the third master for a long time, if it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have..."

admire?That girl was probably still in junior high school when he inherited the Qin family.

He hated being tricked by others the most in his life. Qin Zheng didn't intend to watch the performance of the two singing and singing together again.

However, the moment the man put down his teacup, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and the handsome young man stood by the door, meeting Qin Zheng's eyes with a smile.

"Sorry to bother everyone, I'm here to pick up my people and go home."