Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Old Johns gave him a fierce look and scolded him in a low voice: "Who can you blame for what has happened to you? If you hadn't attacked your uncles, how could this have happened..."

"Cough, cough, cough~~~~"

Boren patted him on the back gently and said indifferently, "How can I be blamed for this? If Grandpa hadn't been suppressing me, I wouldn't have come to this point."

"Besides, when the time is right, we can just bring them back to life. It's not that complicated."

The grandfather and grandson entertained the guests and made excuses to those who wanted to sign a contract. Since they had already cooperated with the Chinese company, they naturally could not agree to anyone else's contract.

Fu Yian waited in the banquet hall until the end, but did not see Qin Wushuang again. After returning to the hotel, he looked at the door opposite and saw bodyguards standing on both sides of the door.

He stared at him warily, as if guarding against a thief.

The day passed quickly. Qin Wushuang dragged his suitcase out and was about to go to the airport to catch a plane, but he received the news that the flight was delayed, so he had to return to the hotel.

Fu Yian stood in the corridor, looking at the people who came back with some surprise: "Wushuang, you are going back to China, why didn't you tell me?"

"These two gift boxes are for my mother and grandmother. Could you please take them back for me? If it's inconvenient to bring them back to my country, you can have someone give them to my eldest brother."

"...If you leave it to your elder brother, I can."

"Thank you very much."

Qin Wushuang reached out to take it. It was two palm-sized boxes. He thought that they should contain jewelry, such as earrings, bracelets, necklaces, etc.

As I turned to go into the room, a voice came from behind me: "You just arrived in the United States and haven't gone out for a walk yet. I happen to be free, why don't I take you out for a look."

"If you find anything new, you can bring it back... for your husband, Su Chen. I've been in the United States for a long time, so I know where the fun things are."

After Fu Yian finished speaking, he looked at her back expectantly.

Qin Wushuang turned around and asked, "What's the new thing?"

"It's an ancient street. Many of the merchants there are Chinese. They usually have a lot of antiques. Isn't your husband very knowledgeable about metaphysics?"

"He doesn't have anything like a copper coin sword. If you have a good eye, you can go and take a look. If you find something you like, take it back and give it to him. He should be very happy."

Qin Wushuang thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll go buy the copper coin sword. If you're willing to lead the way, I'll pay you. Please be my tour guide. I can't take up your time for nothing."

Fu Yian listened to these awkward words and said helplessly: "Okay, just give me 10,000."

"Oh, I see."

Ding Dong sounded, reminding me that the money had arrived. After checking that it was 10,000 US dollars, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Just Chinese currency, no need to pay in US dollars."

Qin Wushuang pretended not to hear, went back to his room, changed into sportswear and sneakers, put on his bag and tied his hair up high. He looked very neat, just like a college student.

After Fu Yian finished packing, he stood at the door, waiting for her to come out and subconsciously reached out to take the bag.

"No need. This bag isn't heavy, as there's nothing in it. Where did Assistant Lin go?"

The bodyguards looked at each other and whispered, "Assistant Lin seems to have a stomach upset and has been running to the bathroom. If the boss needs you, I can accompany you out."

Qin Wushuang looked at him, all dressed in black, as if he was going to rob someone, and shook his head: "No need, if you go, it will affect my bargaining. I'll just go to the ancient street with him."

"...Sorry, boss, this is my professional attire. I can buy some casual clothes if you need."

"No need. You guys go get some rest too. I'll be back before dark. If I'm not back yet, just follow the location."

"Yes, boss."

The two walked side by side, and the atmosphere became somewhat silent after they entered the elevator.

Fu Yian tried to find a topic: "Wushuang, you never believed in metaphysics before. Now that you are married to Su Chen, will you be afraid if he touches those things?"

Qin Wushuang glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "No, when your cognition can't keep up, you will think that ghosts and gods don't exist in the world."

“Only when you really see something will you understand that just because you haven’t seen something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”