Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Just take good care of your injuries. There's one more thing you need to tell me honestly. Did you take a lot of painkillers for your leg pain before? Are you afraid of a stomach perforation?"

Chen Hong's eyes dodged when he heard that, and he said guiltily, "Really? I...I just feel pain occasionally. I just take some medicine. It's nothing serious. Don't worry too much, wife."

"Hmph, you're lucky this time. The broken leg is the one that hurts. We even found shrapnel between the bones. Look how big it is."

"If the doctor hadn't taken it out, you would have broken your ligament and your leg would have been useless, or you would have had a perforated stomach from the painkillers."

Yun Wan'er was frightened at the thought and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, let's eat porridge."

Chen Hong looked at the shrapnel and said helplessly, "Wife, you can't blame me for this. How would I know there was shrapnel in my leg? I took an X-ray before and it was fine."

"I just thought it was old cold legs. My old comrades all had this problem, so I didn't take it seriously. Don't be angry, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"I'm so busy at work that sometimes I'm too busy to notice the pain."

Chen Ming trotted over, grinning, "Dad, I want to discuss something with you."

Chen Hong lowered his head to eat his porridge. Hearing this, he hummed, "You say."

"Can you introduce me to Master Su? I think being a Taoist priest is so cool. I want to learn that, too. If I learn it, my home will be safe."

"...Heh, you're dreaming. I absolutely won't allow you to learn that. And Master Su won't want you to be his apprentice. How can you be so stupid that you can't even pass the exam?"

Chen Ming hung his head, like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Just because I'm not good at studying doesn't mean I'm not good at other things. Dad, please help me this time. If Master Su really thinks I'm not good enough, then forget it."

Chen Hong raised his head and glanced at him, then refused directly: "No, Master Su is still busy at university. It would be a bit inconsiderate for me to waste his time."

Yun Wan'er also advised: "Xiao Ming, be obedient. Learning that is too scary. Dealing with inhuman things every day, are you sure you are not afraid?"

“…But I, but I think that’s so cool.”

"If you see ghosts every day, you won't think it's cool anymore. That requires a very strong mentality. If you see dirty things while eating, it's hard to say whether you can eat it."

Chen Ming rubbed his face and didn't know what to say.

On the other side, Su Chen returned home, took a shower, and fell asleep immediately.

After Qin Wushuang finished his work, he sat beside the bed and looked at the sleeping person. His eyes were as gentle as water. He slowly moved closer and looked at the other person, then reached out and touched the other person's long eyelashes.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Cars kept stopping at the entrance of the Fu family's villa halfway up the mountain. Men in suits and ties got out, accompanied by their female companions in dresses.

*

A car was driving slowly on the winding mountain road.

Su Chen was sitting in the car, scrolling through his phone. After replying to a message, he turned to look at the person typing on the computer next to him and asked in a low voice, "Wife, which party are we going to?"

"The Fu family, their old lady is having a birthday, and since they've won the East African project, they naturally want to celebrate properly, and they're holding a cocktail party."

"The elusive boss of the Fu family will also be here this time. He is the true next generation leader of the Fu family. We are just going there to go through the motions."

Qin Wushuang's fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard. After finishing the task quickly, he closed the computer and looked at the person next to him and said soothingly, "It's okay, don't be too nervous. It's just an ordinary cocktail party."

"The old lady of the Fu family is very kind, but she likes to play and make trouble, which is very cute. You saved her before..."

When Su Chen heard this, he remembered that it was the home of the old lady who made him feel so familiar. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "That's good, I thought it was purely commercial."

"No, it's just an ordinary cocktail party. I didn't want to come, but the Qin family and the Fu family have some cooperation, so it would be unreasonable not to come."