What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Jiang Jian waited for him to calm down before digging him out of her arms, holding his face and gently pecking at his cold tear stains, her red eyes were swollen like walnuts, and the black feather-like eyelashes were still dripping with water. Beads, the sparkling water in the eyes made Jiang Jian feel affectionate.

"Hmm..." Guan Heng tightly grabbed Jiang Jian's clothes and kneaded them, making a weak sound, and it took a while for them to distance themselves from each other.

Guan Heng sighed and handed the document to Jiang Jian and said, "I still accept this."

Jiang Jian took the agreement and went through it carefully, and found nothing wrong for the time being, he said: "I will show this to the relevant department to have a look at that time, if there is no problem, you can keep it, if you don't want it You can change hands."

Guan Heng nodded, and took a few sips of the milk tea at hand, feeling that his body was about to bubble. He lowered his head and fiddled with the straw, waiting for Jiang Jian to ask him what the address was, but Jiang Jian didn't ask. .

Of course Jiang Jian wanted to know, but since Guan Heng didn't say anything, he didn't take the initiative to provoke this matter, he was afraid of stirring up Guan Heng's sadness.

After tidying up their things, the two declined Zhao Yunwei's invitation and said goodbye without staying for dinner and went home. Guan Mei watched them leave with her head lowered and her expression worried.

Zhao Yun sighed slightly and said to her, "You'd better go back abroad as soon as possible, everything will be resolved."

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Guan Wenlian held the tube of blood carefully, put him under the light and fiddled with him, and laughed uncontrollably, completely oblivious to the soundless figure walking behind him.

Guan Wenlian accidentally caught a glimpse of a black shadow under the light, and trembled in fright, because the blood in the tube fell straight down as soon as he was frightened. One step slower.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that Guan Yao was staring at the things under the light with great interest. When Guan Wenlian saw him, he relaxed his body, and said in a tone of greeting kittens and puppies: "Come on, it's nothing special, give it to me." .”

Guan Yao didn't move, he was still looking at the tube of blood, the dark red liquid looked really nice under the refraction of the light.

"Xiaoyao, this is not for playing, it's for uncle." Guan Wenlian didn't want to waste time, so he put away his joke and said with a cold face.

"Oh? It's not for playing, so what is it for?" Guan Yao withdrew his hand and rubbed his fingers on the tube.

Guan Wenlian frowned. He felt that Guan Yao was very strange. He didn't look like that dull person at all. He suppressed his anger and smiled and said, "It's just something that a friend of the research institute entrusted me to keep. If you accidentally drop it, I will It’s rare to explain.”

Guan Yao snorted and asked: "What research?"

Guan Wenlian's patience was limited, he stood up and wanted to take away the things in Guan Yao's hand, but he dodged flexibly. Guan Wenlian patted the table angrily and said, "What's wrong with you!"

Guan Yao walked to the other side of him, and suddenly asked, "Uncle, you don't seem to be sad at all when Grandpa passed away."

Guan Wenlian snorted and said, "So what, what does it have to do with you."

Guan Yao looked surprised, he stammered, "But Grandpa is very kind to you."

Guan Wenlian tidied up his clothes, and said indifferently, "This old man just treats me like a dog who can be used by others. You still have more to do, so give me the things."

Guan Yao took a step back and the darkness concealed his expression, only to see that he spread his palm, and the tube of blood lay quietly in his palm, and he said with a little smile, "I want to If you want, come get it."

Guan Wenlian ran out of patience, and then walked over with strides, as if about to hit someone, and said in a bad tone: "If you are sick, stay in the room well, and if you have nothing to do, you don't have to come out..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to take Nayiguanxue back, but his hand was suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Guan Wenlian was so angry that he was about to say something before his arm was removed.

He opened his mouth and was about to scream out, but Guan Yao's elbow hit his lungs, and he couldn't scream out of pain. He knelt down on the ground and was dripping with cold sweat.

Guan Wenlian rolled his eyes to look at him, Guan Yao was still playing with the pipe in the same calm manner, and said slowly: "If you know that you are a dog, you should do the dog's work well, otherwise, the dog is not a dog. People are not people..."

Guan Wenlian held his lungs with his hands with a ferocious face, watched Guan Yao cough a few times and said inarticulately: "What do you mean..."

Guan Yao stepped forward and squatted beside him, intentionally swaying the Guan Xue in front of him twice, seeing Guan Wenlian's red face with extremely indifferent eyes, grabbed his head and threw it on the ground forcefully, cursing once, Until Guan Wenlian was silent.

Guan Yao watched him lying motionless on the ground, and said, "I don't know how to raise a white-eyed wolf, just kill it."

He then touched his young and strong arm again, his eyes were extremely frenzied, he silently opened his mouth wide and laughed, his expression frenzied.

After a while, he calmed down, hid his things calmly, took out his cell phone from Guan Wenlian's coat, found a call and called.

It rang for a while before it was connected: "Hello? What's the matter with Master Wen so late?"

Guan Yao paused for a moment before whispering, "It's me."

There was no surprise there: "Oh, so it's...Master Guan."

Guan Yao didn't explain too much, he explained the situation here and then asked: "When will I bring you the things?"

The other side smiled and said: "Of course, the sooner the better, you can't last long in this state."

Suddenly there was a scream in the living room, Guan Yao snorted coldly and said something later, then hung up the phone, walked out without looking at the corpse on the ground.

In the living room, Guan Rong was standing in the living room covered in blood with a knife in her hand, her expression was numb. Wang Xiuyun was lying on the ground with her eyes wide open, her stomach was bleeding out, and she was screaming incessantly.

Guan Rong waved the knife and shouted with anger in her eyes: "You are lying! You are lying to me! He will not betray me! You have been preventing me from being with him!"

Wang Xiuyun could not make a sound, and the aunts of the Guan family were scared and hid aside.

Guan Yao directly went up to snatch her knife, knocked her unconscious with one palm, and added the guards and doctors of the Guan family to take her away. Words, I think you don't mind getting a hole in your stomach too."

The servants agreed tremblingly, and then fled the scene like birds and beasts.

Guan Wusi came from behind. He looked at the person in front of him and said tremblingly, "Father?"

Guan Yao hummed, turned around and signaled him to go upstairs.

Guan Wusi didn't say a word, and followed him up obediently, watching him push away the study, only to find that there was still a person lying on the ground, Guan Yao sat directly on the master seat of the study, with a calm expression.

Guan Wusi walked in and found out that it was Guan Wenlian. He hurriedly patted him in the morning to wake him up, but he didn't take a picture of Guan Wenlian's side-lying posture, so he turned over and stared at Guan Wusi with a pair of white eyes, scaring him to the ground. on the ground.

Looking at Guan Yao on the seat, Guan Wusi tremblingly pointed to Guan Wenlian on the ground and said, "This is...he...what's wrong with him?"

Guan Yao didn't hold back, and said bluntly, "He's dead."

Guan Wusi looked at him in disbelief and said, "What? Dead?" Guan Wenlian, who went to Jiang's house with him today, is actually dead now?

A strange smile appeared on Guan Yao's face and said, "It's just a dead dog."

Guan Wusi's face turned pale, and he didn't speak for a while, but his body was limp and paralyzed on the ground, and he didn't dare to look at the expression of the person on the seat.

"Okay." Guan Yao interrupted his thoughts impatiently, holding the tube of blood tightly in his hand.

Guan Wusi snapped back to his senses, suppressed the fear in his heart and crawled down, "Father...do you have any instructions?"

Guan Yao rubbed his forehead with his hands, his eyes were cold: "I have to go out for a while, and I will leave the Guan family to you for a while."

Guan Wusi replied, not daring to say more.

Guan Yao squinted at him, and the air was filled with a frightening silence.

"Go down." Seeing Guan Wusi's cold sweat, Guan Yao mercifully let him go.

Guan Wusi resisted the hand that wanted to wipe the sweat, turned his back and walked towards the door step by step, his eyes couldn't help but drifted to Guan Wenlian on the ground, and he closed his eyes not to look at him, resisting the tumbling emotions.

The moment the door was pushed open, Guan Yao's voice came from behind: "Don't worry, Ah Ruo, I will bring it back for you too. I still want a grandson."

The voice followed Guan Wusi like a shadow from hell, causing him to break out in cold sweat, and his pupils dilated accordingly.

Ah Ruo's resurrection was a matter that Guan Wusi deliberately decided to hide from Guan Wei and the Taoist priest, and now...

Guan Wusi's heart was beating wildly, and he didn't calm down until he quickly walked back to his room. He leaned against the wall with his eyes closed and let out a breath, and his body slid down and sat on the ground in a state of collapse.