Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Yan An drove to several nearby villages before it got completely dark, and finally saw a tree at the entrance of the innermost village.

It was withered, but not as scary as the female ghost described, just ordinary.

The female ghost circled around the tree and hid behind Yan An, trembling a little.

"My home is right here. I'm finally back. Who are my parents?"

"Come back tomorrow, it's dark now."

The ghost girl left reluctantly and felt lost on the way back to the county town. "Will I really be able to find my family?"

"We've found the village, how can we not find it? Unless they've moved away. If they have, we can still ask them where they moved to."

In fact, Yan An felt uncomfortable after coming into contact with the people in the village, and had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

I just hope to help the female ghost find her family and send her away successfully.

This was a relatively simple task she had asked from the secret room in Tang's house.

Just like when she was trying to get the free software, she did the simple things first, which made people feel at ease.

There were not many people in the hotel because the weather was cold and business was slow.

Yan An walked up the stairs back to the room and heard some noise behind him. He turned around and saw the store owner passing by with a thermos.

He paused, a little nervous, "What...what happened?"

Yan An smiled and said, "Nothing."

She turned around and continued to walk up. She looked back from time to time and didn't see anyone following her, so she felt relieved.

The female ghost in the ring was still crying in loss. Yan An went back to the room and comforted it for a long time before it calmed down.

At the corner of the stairs, Zhao Heqian put his hand on Tang Xucheng's shoulder, and only turned back and glared at him when he saw Yan An walking away.

"Could you please step more quietly?"

Tang Xucheng, "...Why don't you go directly to Yan An."

Zhao Heqian, "Don't you feel that she doesn't want others to disturb her?"

Tang Xucheng, "..."

"Have you got the portrait? I'll ask a friend to check the system."

"got it."

The shop owner looked at the two sneaky people and hesitated to speak, "Do you two know that beautiful lady?"

Tang Xucheng took out a handful of cash from his pocket and handed it over, "Don't let her know we are here."

The shop owner quietly put the money into his coat pocket and said, "Oh...then you guys stay hidden. I won't say anything after I take the money."

What I mean is that you were discovered, and it’s none of his business.

Zhao Heqian glanced at Tang Xucheng with some disdain.

Tang Xucheng, "..."

He used to do it directly with people, so there was no need to be so sneaky.

Yan An ate a bowl of instant noodles with sausage and braised egg, then curled up in bed looking at his phone, planning to go to sleep after digesting the meal.

It was only 8: and Yan An was drowsy.

It’s still not very comfortable to rest in the car.

Just as the phone was about to hit my face, the WeChat video call ringtone rang.

Yan An took a look and connected the video after a while.

That's the mysterious angle from my uncle, a view from bottom to top.

"An An, are you okay?" A magnetic and gentle voice flowed out from the phone.

Yan An blinked and looked at the person in the video, "Pretty good."

"Are you tired from traveling? Do you need me to accompany you?"

Yan An was surprised, "You know again?"

Leng Qinghuai nodded slightly.

“I can see that you are not in the Lin family, nor in your rental house.

Your room won't be so cold that you need to pull the covers up to your neck. You'll have your home set up to make you comfortable, so you're living outside.

It doesn't look like a hotel in a busy area, probably a hotel with a bad environment."

"What's the difference between this and mind reading?" Yan An smiled.

In fact, she knew that her uncle might want to talk to her about Leng Yunting.

Do you want to say sorry to her? No need.

Leng Qinghuai and Leng Yunting are only related by blood, and have nothing to do with each other in other aspects.

"It's okay." Yan An took the initiative.

Leng Qinghuai was stunned for a moment, his handsome eyebrows drooping to hide his emotions, "What do you want to do?"

Now it was Yan An's turn to be stunned.

What does it mean that she does whatever she wants? Why does Leng Qinghuai act like he knows what she needs to do?

and many more……

Yan An was startled and put his phone away to avoid being captured by the camera.

Leng Qinghuai's ability, which is similar to mind reading, could it be that he saw something?

He could even see such a bizarre thing?

"Leng Yunting did something wrong. How do you want me to punish him?"

Leng Qinghuai's voice came from the phone again.

Yan An suppressed the bold idea that popped up in his mind, so this is what his uncle meant by what he said just now?

Yan An pointed the phone at himself again.

“In fact, minor quarrels among families are common, but they don’t warrant punishment.

I just want... if I want to get engaged, we can get engaged right away, and if I want to get married, we can get married right away... isn't that against the rules and too overbearing?"

Leng Qinghuai pursed his lips tightly, looked at Yan Anhao for a while before smiling and saying, "It's okay if it's not overbearing."

"Thank you, uncle, for your support." Yan An grinned, "I hit you a little too hard this time. Is Yun Ting okay?"

"Well, he's fine."

"That's good."

"Go to bed early, you can't open your eyes."

"Okay uncle."

Yan An hung up the phone. Having received Leng Qinghuai's assurance, he felt more at ease and fell asleep soon after.

Now all she needs to do is work hard to accumulate luck points, and use the luck points to resolve unacceptable plots while speeding up the development of the plot.

Yan An fell asleep early, and Leng Yunting, who was "fine", had just woken up when Chen Zhi pulled him up from the hospital bed and sent him to the old house.

I haven't even seen my uncle yet, but I've already been punished by the family rules.

There was a mixture of disappointment and sadness in the housekeeper's eyes.

He didn't expect the young master to do such a thing.

An An has lived in the old house for quite some time. He is a good kid with a likable personality, good communication skills and high emotional intelligence.

How could the young master do such a dirty thing as forcing others?

You deserve this beating!

Leng Yunting didn't dare to say a word even when he was beaten, because he knew that his uncle was on Yan An's side.

But how did my uncle know about this...

At daybreak, Leng Yunting, who had just been discharged from the hospital, was sent directly back to the hospital, his back covered in blood.

When he woke up and contacted his secretary, he heard the bad news again.

He was kicked out of the company and his assets were frozen.

"How could this be?"

Secretary Xiao Zhao rushed over to help him, but was pushed away.

"Is it my uncle? Why? Yan An is just an outsider!" Leng Yunting's face was full of madness. He lay on the bed and didn't dare to move. He could only roar.

Fortunately, this is a separate ward, but his voice is still a little too loud.

The nurse knocked on the door and came in, very carefully advising: "Patient, please don't get excited. This is a hospital, no noise is allowed."

A water cup was thrown at her. The nurse screamed and the secretary blocked it for her. Her forehead immediately became red and swollen.

Fortunately, there was no water in the cup.

"Are you okay?" The nurse looked at the secretary Xiao Zhao anxiously.

"It's okay, you can go out first."

After Xiao Zhao asked the nurse to leave, he stood far away and said, "Master, I will go back to work first. You should take good care of yourself."

Xiao Zhao opened the door and left, covering his forehead.

The young master is unemployed, but he is not yet unemployed.

He is temporarily working with Special Assistant Han.

But what serious mistake did the young master make this time that would cause the master to do this...

On the other side, Yan An had already arrived at the village where the female ghost lived.

She just walked around the village wrapped in a down jacket and attracted a row of onlookers.

And she found that most of the onlookers were men.

Where have the women in the village gone?

Since he had already attracted so many people's attention, Yan An directly took out the portrait and asked those people, "This is my friend. Where does she live?"

Those people were all wearing thick cotton-padded jackets, not the kind sold outside now, but ones they made at home, with the cuffs so gray and black that they were shiny.

They raised and lowered their eyelids, looking at Yan An critically, "We have never seen you before, who are you from?"

Yan An looked at the person who asked her the question and took out three thousand yuan in cash.

"I'm not from this place. I came here to find someone. That's it. I found this money as a token of my gratitude."

The others started talking at once, and one of the old women among the men said, "Girl, I'm quite familiar with the village. I can help you ask who your friend's family is."

The man who started it all blinked, "Go away, I'm being asked."