Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

"Vice President Murong, fantasy disease is also a disease. I suggest you go to the hospital for a thorough check-up." Song Yuesheng glanced at him and turned the ring on his ring finger.

Next time, I must avoid eating between 12 and 14 o'clock.

The sun is too strong.

Wearing the Nether Ring also made her feel uncomfortable.

Murong Lou noticed her actions and chuckled.

The two people had only known each other for a short time, but they were already wearing rings.

Everyone said that Jiang Yuchuan was deeply in love with Song Yuesheng.

Ah.

In his opinion, Jiang Yuchuan's so-called affection was cheaper than grass.

"Xiaoxuemei, you got engaged to the Jiang family without permission. Think carefully about how to explain it to the Wu family."

Murong Lou's incoherent words made Song Yuesheng look puzzled.

He must have asked someone to investigate her when he said that, but she was avoiding the name that appeared in the plot.

So, Wu Sheng is a new character that appeared because of her?

It's a bit troublesome.

Song Yuesheng held his forehead and shook his head, feeling even more dizzy than before.

"Shengsheng, let's go back."

She raised her eyes and smiled at Jiang Yuchuan, her eyes curved into crescents.

"We are so in tune with each other. I was just about to tell you to go back and rest."

"Ah."

Jiang Yuchuan lowered his eyes and didn't explain too much.

It’s good that Shengsheng didn’t notice, because he would cut off all the little tails.

As soon as the two left, Murong Lou received a call.

The content of the call made him want to laugh.

Helping others?

Not really.

Wu Sheng was eager to capture Qianyan, she couldn't be that kind.

Du Youjian came over and smiled: "Hey, Murong, what did you say to them just now~~"

"Want to know?"

Murong Lou opened his thin lips slightly, his face stern.

"Cui Hu, didn't you say you wanted to play in the league? Let's go!" Du You was startled and hurriedly pulled Cui Hu, who was watching the show, away.

When he was a child, his family was busy, so he lived in Murong's house for a few years.

The two men are four months apart in age, but according to the hierarchy of relatives, he should call Murong Lou his uncle.

Then one day, he saw his cousin strangle his rabbit to death in order to prevent it from escaping from his room, and then used a knife to make an animal specimen.

That scene scared him so much that he had nightmares for a month.

Murong Lou didn't care about Du You's fear and dialed a number.

The call was connected after a few seconds of ringing.

"Yan Yan, where are you now? I'm coming to find you."

The deep and magnetic voice is easy to make people addicted.

The waiter who was clearing the table paused and glanced at Murong Lou in confusion.

His expression was as serious and gloomy as a piece of charcoal, but he spoke sweet words.

Is this the love life of a rich young man?

Song Yuesheng stayed in the unshaded restaurant for nearly half an hour. She felt unwell and fell asleep on the bed as soon as she returned to the apartment.

When I woke up, it was already night.

Seeing Song Yuesheng slowly sitting up, Zuiyue paused the audiobook on the human tablet, floated over and sat down beside the bed.

Song Yuesheng rubbed his eyes and looked at Zuiyue in confusion: "Why are you here?"

"By order of Lord Yan. Lord Yan asked me to tell you that the people who investigated you last time went to the ghost realm. Don't worry about the Wu family finding out that you are pretending to be their daughter."

Song Yuesheng was stunned.

This solved her problem?

Zuiyue came closer to her and raised his eyebrows gossipingly: "Xiao Song, tell me secretly, are you the love tribulation that Lord Yan Jun experienced back then? I promise not to tell anyone."

Love disaster?

Is there such a thing in this world?

Song Yuesheng swallowed the doubts in his heart.

"After drinking Meng Po soup, I forgot all my past lives. How could I know about my past life? The Netherworld should have a special agency to register. Why don't you check it yourself?"

"That's why I'm asking you because I can't find it."

After Zuiyue received special treatment from Lord Yanjun for the first time, he went to the Memory Building to investigate.

She traced the history back to the beginning of human existence, but couldn't find any connection between Xiao Song and Lord Yan Jun.

Maybe what Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai said was right. Lord Yama didn't want to let Xiao Song, a good candidate for catching evil spirits, go, so he paid special attention to him.

Zuiyue sighed.

"Xiao Song, don't let Jiang buy incense next time. You are a ghost messenger, your body is weak and you need to sleep to recover. Burning incense is only useful for ordinary ghosts, not for you."

When Zuiyue turned to leave, he suddenly remembered another thing.

"Remember to settle your account with Guilou Xiaoyao. Otherwise, you will be banned permanently and I won't be able to help you."

Song Yuesheng pulled the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

Fell into a trap.

She shouldn't have listened to Xiao Yu's empty promises from Guilou.

What a free messenger! She can listen to all kinds of songs, but they are all traps to get money.

She pressed her eyebrows twice, wanting to ask Jiang Yuchuan to send some money.

But he was not in the apartment.

On the table in the living room were several take-out boxes of cold dishes and a note asking for a meeting at Jiang's Group.

At the same time, at the Jiang family’s old house.

Jiang Yuchuan turned and left almost the moment he saw Qianyan.

He only came home for dinner because his mother said she missed him.

Not to meet a thief who took over someone else's identity.

After Jiang Hui parked the car, he saw Jiang Yuchuan walking to the middle of the courtyard and stopped him: "Go back! The Song family is here, do you want to embarrass me and your mother?"

"So what? I told you last time that I don't want to see that woman." Jiang Yuchuan pursed his lips and his eyes were cold.

Shengsheng was still sleeping. He had neither the time nor the energy to act with that impostor.

"How could I have a son like you who is so fickle in his feelings!"

Jiang Yuchuan directly retorted: "I am not like you who mistook someone else for my mother after losing her memory. My mother was so sad that she went abroad, but you kidnapped her and imprisoned her in the attic for two years."

"Who told you that?" Jiang Hui's face was gloomy and his voice became cold and hard.

All those who knew about what happened back then have been cleared out. Xue Xue has already let it go and there is no way she could tell him about it.

How does Ogawa know this?

"There is no wall that is impenetrable. Since you love your mother, don't do anything to make her sad." Jiang Yuchuan smiled contemptuously.

He and Jiang Hui said they were father and son, but as long as his mother's eyes stayed on him for a long time, Jiang Hui, the father, would treat him as an enemy.

"Oh, and if you find someone to follow me and..." Jiang Yuchuan paused, with a hint of threat in his eyes, "Wu Sheng. Father, you should enjoy your old age in the old house."

Looking at his son who left without saying goodbye, Jiang Hui suddenly burst into laughter.

"Master, please don't bother with the young master. He may have reached his rebellious stage." The butler Wang Bo said worriedly.

If the lady had not asked him where he was going, he would have been sent away like those people.

The lady has done him a favor, and he will not watch the relationship between the master and the young master get worse and worse.

"No, I am happy."

"I thought the child was weak, shy, and timid. Now I understand how the person who was sent to protect him came to report to me with a limp and support. I always thought that no one could hide anything from me, but in the end, I was deceived by my own son for so many years."

Jiang Hui smiled.

"You can't refuse to admit your age. Uncle Wang, tell Xue Xue later that Xiao Chuan is having a party with some friends and won't be back.

The child protected the girl from the Song family in his own way.

As a father, I will help him out of kindness once, and the rest is up to these young people."

Uncle Wang was even more confused.

Isn’t Miss Song chatting with the lady in the living room?