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Fortunately, the shop owner recognized Fu Yan in time and did not call the police immediately.

"Mr. Fu, let me confirm again, your little umbrella and cake are not for the same person, right?"

Fu Yan's face was full of black lines, sometimes he really wanted to call the police!

"no!"

Fu Yan gritted his teeth and said this, then turned and left!

He will never come to this Shenjin Cake Shop again!

……

Not long after, Xie Li arrived, opened the car door and sat in.

"Oh, I'm dying of the sun, it's really hot these past two days!"

Although ghosts are not afraid of sunlight, these strange creatures prefer shade and are very disgusted by sunlight.

Bai Yao didn't say too much nonsense:

"Check the current location of Yu Zongzhi, chairman of Linli Construction Company!"

Since the other party is taking his son to celebrate his birthday, he naturally will not stay in the company.

Xie Li took out the computer bag he carried with him and took out his laptop. "I knew they were checking on him, so I took the computer with me when I left the house!"

Leaning comfortably in the chair, Xie Li placed the computer on his legs. His dark and deep eyes, which looked a little empty, reflected the light from the computer screen.

His fingers kept jumping on the keyboard, and in just a few minutes, all the traces of Yu Zongzhi's ancestors' graves were dug up cleanly.

"Master, at Nanhu Villa!"

"Row!"

When Bai Yao was about to set off, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a mother and son pulling each other at the intersection.

"Just go if I tell you to. Mom won't hurt you!"

"I told you I'm not going!"

"Kid, I've paid all the money, and you just go and train for half a year. After half a year, no matter whether you're good or bad, I won't care about you anymore..."

"You... forget it, just go! Didn't the teacher say that if it doesn't work out, you'll get a full refund?"

"If possible, I would be willing to give you a little more..."

Bai Yao just glanced at him and then looked away. Although she had no idea what he was talking about, she knew that since the boy agreed to go, it should be some kind of sports training or something like music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Moreover, both of them are green names, and the mother has not done anything abusive or beating like that. Even if the relationship between mother and son is not good, it should not be too bad.

Thinking of this, Bai Yao stepped on the accelerator and left.

At the same time, a black van with advertisements on it slowly drove up and took the boy away.

The advertisement on the van only had one sentence: Zhangyu Academy!

……

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Nanhu Villa.

During this period, Fu Yan sent a message to Bai Yao, asking her to go back early to celebrate Ye Lingxi's birthday together.

"This is a quick fight!"

Bai Yao got off the car, and Xie Li released his supernatural power, which enveloped Bai Yao and concealed his figure.

The white demon swaggered into Nanhu Villa.

The villa was decorated to be particularly eye-catching, with all kinds of balloons hanging in the air, and two huge balloon figures holding up their little faces and holding up a banner:

"Happy birthday to little Yu Shengyun!"

This atmosphere is full of childlike innocence, and it can be seen that Yu Zongzhi is very attentive.

"Since it's a birthday, how can I miss a gift?"

Bai Yao had an ambiguous smile on his face and walked straight into the gate of the villa.

At this time, the invited guests were holding wine glasses and talking to each other, the children were gathered together to play, and melodious music echoed in the manor.

Bai Yao and Xie Li walked through the crowd, entered the villa, and went up to the second floor.

At the same time, I also saw Yu Zongzhi and his wife who were dressing up.

"Honey, how's the project going?"

Yu Zongzhi answered while adjusting his tie in front of the mirror:

"Don't worry, the construction has already started normally."

Tang Xuemei was a little confused. "So fast? Wasn't it said that the land was originally a cemetery? Mr. Jin, the investor, said he wanted to ask a Feng Shui master to take a look. It shouldn't be that fast, right?"

Yu Zongzhi chuckled and said disdainfully:

"What kind of cemetery is this? Why invite some damn Feng Shui master to take a look? That's pure bluffing, just for psychological comfort."

Tang Xuemei frowned, "You won't just build it, will you? If Boss Jin knew..."

Yu Zongzhi waved his hand, "Don't worry, he just wants some psychological comfort, I'll give it to him!"

"Do you know how to make a living pile?"

Tang Xuemei was stunned, then opened her mouth in shock, then glanced around and said in a low voice:

"You didn't use the live stake, did you?"

Living piles refer to using living people or young boys and girls as wooden piles for the foundation. Superstitious people believe that they will become the patron saints of the building after their death.

Yu Zongzhi admitted generously: "Yes, I did use the live pile!"

"But you don't have to worry. We have checked the people used to make the living stakes. Both of them are loners. They like to be alone and have few friends. There are only one or two elderly people in their family, and no brothers or sisters."

"We can't find you here!"

Hearing this, Tang Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's fine. What will President Jin say? What if he uses this to threaten us..."

Yu Zongzhi stroked his hair confidently and said, "Don't worry, we are all businessmen, no one wants to be stabbed in the back!"

"The one who threw the people who were used to drive the stakes into the pit was Boss Jin. We are all in the same boat. He doesn't dare to stab me in the back..."

As Yu Zongzhi was speaking, he suddenly realized that his wife had not responded. He turned around, but saw that there was no one beside her.

"When did you leave? Xuemei? Where were you?"

Yu Zongzhi stood up and wanted to look for it, but as soon as he took a step, he stepped on something sandy.

He looked down and saw a pile of cement that had not yet dried under his feet.

The shape of the cement is very strange, as if it was stepped on by shoes, and high heels at that, with a sharp corner in front and a point in the back.

That feeling was like Xue Mei had just stepped on it...

Yu Zongzhi was shocked by his own thoughts, but then he forced himself to calm down. This must be a prank played by Xue Mei on purpose.

"Xue Mei? Xue Mei, where are you? Come out quickly. My son's birthday party is about to start. Stop making trouble..."

After calling for a long time, the only sound in the room besides Yu Zongzhi's voice was the faint sound of wind, which made the curtains rustle.

Yu Zongzhi lost his patience and decided to follow the cement shoe prints to see what Xuemei was doing.

The cement shoe prints extended out of the door. Yu Zongzhi followed them all the way. When he reached the door, he suddenly realized that the windows in the room had been closed. Where did the wind come from?

A chill spread up his spine, and Yu Zongzhi forced himself not to think too much about it, thinking that it was caused by a window that was not closed.

After going out and hearing the guests' conversation below, Yu Zongzhi felt a little relieved and followed the cement footprints all the way up to the top floor.

When I opened the door to the rooftop, the cement footprints suddenly disappeared.

Before Yu Zongzhi could look carefully, he suddenly froze in place, with goose bumps all over his body. Yu Zongzhi listened to those voices in disbelief.

The sound of the guests' conversations did not change at all as he went from the second floor to the rooftop. It was as if it was ringing in his ears...