Thriller Night Talk

Sunday, October 10, at 3:22 am.

Wei Fuyuan had just returned from his morning jog, and before he had time to take a shower, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.

He took it out and saw on the screen that it was a call from his mother.

Wei Fuyuan hadn't contacted his family for nearly a year since he was about to come out of the closet at his mother's birthday banquet and fell out on the spot.

Master Wei's temper was completely copied and pasted from his parents.

All three of them are stubborn and stubborn, easily unwilling to admit defeat.

In the beginning, there were relatives and friends who witnessed the farce of Wei's family that day called Wei Fuyuan and sent WeChat messages, trying to be the peacemaker in the middle of the mediation.

But Wei Fuyuan, on the one hand, felt that he was right at all, and on the other hand, he refused to accept the other party's "persuasion" attitude of relying on the old to sell the old. Don't care about your family anymore.

After there were many such things, Wei Fuyuan simply didn't even answer the phone calls of his relatives, and WeChat Koukou should be blocked or blocked, so it was very quiet for a while.

As a result, half a year later, Wei Fuyuan was forced to find a part-time job because of lack of food, and directly crashed into the "Santuchuan" broadcasting company, which not only opened the door to a new world, but also found himself a lover who would live his whole life.

During the few months that he joined "Santuchuan", he was extremely busy every week, either dealing with the evil spirits, or on the way to deal with the evil spirits, and also taking time to fall in love with his boyfriend. Feel, and then deal with the traitor in Zhuling Secret Realm or something.

The result of living an overly full life is that Wei Fuyuan has no time to think about how to reconcile after falling out with his family.

Time flies, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he hadn't heard his parents' voices for almost a year.

The unfilial son has a guilty conscience.

He took a deep breath, swiped his finger on the screen, and connected the phone on his mother.

Mother Wei's voice came from the earphone: "Fu Yuan, you should go home as soon as possible."

Mother Wei's way of talking to her son was still straight to the point and concise, but Wei Fuyuan still sensitively heard a sense of exhaustion in his mother's voice that he tried his best to conceal.

"……What's wrong?"

Wei Fuyuan is now a person who has seen the world, and has a lifetime of memories, so he can judge the most likely problem almost instantly:

"Did something happen at home?"

Mother Wei on the other end of the phone was silent for a full two seconds before she let out a low "hmm".

"Your father...is sick."

Mother Wei replied:

"Come back and see him..."

Wei Fuyuan's heart sank suddenly.

He knows the personalities of his parents very well.

If it is not really the time of "forced", the two elders will not give in easily, let alone such "unambitious" behaviors as pretending to be sick and tricking their son home.

So, when his mother said that Dad was sick, he was really sick.

And it is by no means a minor illness such as a cold or a twisted waist or ankle.

Wei Fuyuan hurriedly asked how his old father was doing, what disease he had, did he go to see a doctor, and what did the doctor say?

However, Mother Wei's reaction was a little strange.

She only replied that she couldn't explain clearly on the phone, so you can come back and see for yourself.

After finishing speaking, Mother Wei hung up the phone without giving her son a chance to ask questions.

Wei Fuyuan stared at the phone with a confused expression.

Of course he has to go home, after all, he is his own father, flesh and blood are connected, blood is thicker than water, so it is impossible not to worry.

But for some reason, Wei Fuyuan felt that things were not that simple.

Wei's mother's exhaustion cannot be faked, but her ambiguous attitude is very suspicious, Wei Fuyuan can almost be sure that there must be something strange in it.

——What is going on?

Wei Fuyuan thought about it, but still had no idea.

When in doubt, ask your wife for advice.

After struggling for a while, Wei Fuyuan held his mobile phone and went to Beiquan, and repeated the details of his mother's phone call to his lover in detail.

After Beiquan listened to it, he didn't even ask Wei Fuyuan what he planned to do. He just smiled and answered him:

"Then I'll go back with you."

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The plan was established, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan didn't delay any more, and went back to Wei's mansion that morning.

After Wei's father and mother's business grew, they bought several properties in Fengxing City, but they usually lived in a single-family villa located in the suburban mid-level.

Along the way, while driving, Wei Fuyuan took the time to tell Bei Quan about his family's situation.

The Wei family is a native of Fengxing. Since the generation of Wei Fuyuan's great-grandfather, they have abandoned farming and turned to business.

However, when the family business was handed over to Dad Wei, it really became bigger and stronger, and became a well-known celebrity in the business circle in Fengxing City.

Dad Wei is the eldest son in the family, and he has a younger brother and a younger sister.

The three of them have a very good relationship, but the siblings are not expected to do business, nor are they interested in doing business. Anyway, the family has money, so the two let themselves go and do whatever they want according to their own preferences.

"My second uncle likes to toss things like calligraphy, painting and antiques, so he opened his own gallery."

Wei Fuyuan said:

"As for my sister-in-law, there are more things, such as a modeling agency, a beauty salon, and some English training institutions that seem to be running recently... Anyway, I can't figure out what she is doing, anyway, she has been busy all the time. "

The house where Wei's father and Wei mother live now is the original site of the Wei family's main house, but after the death of Wei Fuyuan's grandfather, the mansion has been rebuilt inside and out, and now it looks like a fashionable and beautiful new-style bungalow. There are more than 400 square meters, and it also comes with a beautiful large garden.

"You know, people who do business are always very particular about geomantic omen and metaphysics."

Wei Fuyuan drove the car, turned out the exit of the inner ring elevated road familiarly, and got on a south-facing fork on the right.

"When the ancestral house was rebuilt, we invited a well-known Feng Shui master to follow up the whole process. From the beginning of the design to the subsequent soft and hard decorations, he had to point out everything one by one, and he was sure that there were no problems before the construction could start."

"Oh?"

Sitting on the passenger seat, Beiquan asked, "Didn't it take a long time to fix it?"

"correct."

Wei Fuyuan nodded, "I was still in junior high school at the time, and my whole family moved to the city center together, and I didn't come back after living there for more than two years!"

He paused, and added:

"But I think it's actually better to live in the city center, at least it's much more convenient than living in the suburbs."

Beiquan laughed.

After laughing, he asked again:

"So, after the reconstruction of the old house, has your family's fortune improved?"

"I don't feel anything about it, it seems to be like this all the time."

Wei Fuyuan thought for a while:

"Anyway, I think that as long as my parents' business is going well and they can live in peace of mind, that master's merits and virtues will be considered complete."

Beiquan curled his lips and didn't continue to entangle on this topic.

In fact, to give birth to a child like Wei Fuyuan who is naturally blessed by the power of merit, Wei's father and mother must also be rich and prosperous, with both blessings and fortune.

What's more, when a person's fate is good to a certain extent, or on the contrary, when it is bad to a certain extent, it will definitely affect the people close to him, such as parents, partners, children and so on.

And his Xiaowei happened to be the former.

Although Beiquan felt that he was not good at divination and calculation, he was talking about it at the level of a "master".

If only the horoscope, geomantic omen, as a high-achieving student in Zhuling's secret realm, Bei Quan duly beat 90.00% of the "masters" at [-]% in the "market".

When he first met Wei Fuyuan, Bei Quan was also curious about the source of the surging meritorious power of the other party, so he secretly gave him a divination.

Regardless of other things, at least in terms of parents and elders, his family's Xiaowei is definitely very close.

So this time, when Wei Fuyuan told him worriedly that his old father might be seriously ill, Beiquan was not worried at all.

After all, based on Wei Fuyuan's fate, Wei's father and Wei's mother will definitely Songhe Changchun, even if there is an illness, it will not endanger his life.

It's just that Wei Fuyuan said that his mother had an ambiguous attitude on the phone and seemed to have other secrets, which aroused Beiquan's curiosity and asked to follow, wanting to see what was wrong with it.

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At 35:[-], Wei Fuyuan parked his car in front of the courtyard of a beautiful four-story villa.

The nanny who had worked in Wei's house for more than 20 years opened the door for the two of them, and led the car all the way to the garage behind the villa.

As soon as Wei Fuyuan got out of the car, the nanny pounced on him, tightly grasping the young master's hand, her eyes were flushed, and her emotions were agitated.

"Fu Yuan, it's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

The old aunt, who was nearly sixty years old, looked like she wanted to cry but held back her tears, and repeated this sentence repeatedly, "Don't leave when you come back, huh?"

"Aunt Zhang..."

Seeing this nanny who took care of him since he was a child again, Wei Fuyuan was quite touched, but also really embarrassed.

He patiently comforted him with a soft voice, and then asked the most important question: "Where is my dad now? What happened to him?"

"what……"

Hearing the young master mentioned the master, the nanny immediately showed embarrassment.

"Well, how should I put it..."

She hesitated for a moment, "Master, he's in his room... he's sick..."

Wei Fuyuan became anxious when he heard this: "Since you are sick, why don't you go to the hospital?!"

"This...isn't this, even the hospital has nothing to do..."

Nanny aunt is even more difficult.

She stole a glance at Beiquan who was standing aside, first she was amazed by his white and handsome appearance, then thought of the reason why her young master "run away from home", and then thought about the current situation of the Patriarch of the Wei family, her eyebrows twisted involuntarily. deep knot.

"Oh! I don't know what to say..."

The nanny let out a long sigh, raised her hand and pointed upstairs, "Fu Yuan, you'd better go and see for yourself!"

So what else is there to say?

Wei Fuyuan stopped delaying immediately, took Beiquan's hand, and ran all the way without even changing his shoes, and went straight to his parents' master bedroom on the second floor.

The author has something to say: Fanwai starts to update~(*??｀*)

That's right, the extra episode is still a small case, not as complicated as the main text, but it's also very interesting!

I will try my best to finish all the daily updates and episodes, fight!