The real daughter conquers the world with her vest

After Yun Miao entered, Xie Zhiyi lay on Yun Anyuan's shoulder very sadly, very sad, and cried with regret.

Yun Anyuan patted Xie Zhiyi's back and comforted softly: "Don't be sad, didn't we know for a long time, since this is the case, why waste your tears for her desperation and indifference, it's not worth it."

Xie Zhiyi snorted coldly, raised his head and retorted arrogantly: "Of course I know it's not worth it, I'm not crying for her, I'm worried about Misty, because of this matter, he doesn't like me..."

Yun Anyuan: "..."

Well, to be honest, he is actually quite worried."

"So what to do?"

Yun Anyuan thought for a while, and then proposed: "Otherwise, let's go to the supermarket first, buy some obscure favorite dishes, and in the evening, we will cook in person, and then call Xiaomu, let's apologize to Xiaomu in person?" There

was no better way, Xie Zhiyi nodded and agreed.

After Xiao Liu came, he went to the largest and most luxurious supermarket in Beijing and bought a lot of Yunmiao's favorite vegetables and fruit snacks.

Every once in a while, Yun Miao would put a stack of money in the drawer of their room, so they were not short of money.

I was worried about losing it, so I only left a few thousand yuan in cash for living expenses, and the rest was deposited in the bank.

After buying things at this time, I swiped my card directly, and then carried three large bags of delicious food and returned home full of harvest.

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In the afternoon, Feng Shicheng heard about Wang Mengqi's death, saying that her body was found in the elevator shaft, and her death was particularly miserable, and she was crushed into meat mud!

Feng Shicheng's heart jumped when he listened, and he was restless all afternoon, always feeling as if something ominous was about to happen.

There were many things in the company, and Feng Shicheng could not leave early, so he could only stay until more than two hours after the end of work time before packing up his things and rushing home.

When he came out of the company, it was already dark and a cold wind was blowing in.

Feng Shicheng couldn't help but shrink his neck, gathered his clothes, and took the car that had been waiting at the gate for a long time to go home.

Feng Shicheng sat in the back seat, groggy all the way.

Suddenly, the driver slammed on the brakes, and due to inertia, Feng Shicheng leaned forward sharply.

Fortunately, Feng Shicheng has a strong sense of safety, as long as he sits in the car, he will wear a seat belt anytime and anywhere, so that he is only a little frightened and not injured.

After slowing down, Feng Shicheng subconsciously scolded angrily: "How many times have I told you, you must be careful and careful when driving, what kind of desertion do you drive?"

The driver stretched his head in confusion and looked forward, and said in surprise: "I obviously saw a woman in a red dress in front of me, why did the person disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"What did you say?" Feng Shicheng looked at the driver in panic, his voice trembled slightly, and he scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, or I will fire you now!" Feng

Shicheng said so, and the driver could only say that he had seen the dazzle, set fire to the fire, and continued to drive to Feng Shicheng's house.

It's just that what they don't know is that the woman in red dress sitting next to Feng Shicheng is not the woman in the red dress they just talked about, who is it?

It's just that people and ghosts have different paths, and female ghosts don't want them to see it, they naturally don't know.

The female ghost grinned, naturally clinging to Feng Shicheng, and pinched Feng Shicheng's neck with both hands slightly.

Feng Shicheng only felt a little breathless, and thought that the tie was too tight, so he loosened the tie, and his breathing was indeed much smoother.

The female ghost blew a soft breath in Feng Shicheng's ear, and Feng Shicheng couldn't help but tremble, and a coolness went all the way to the bottom of his feet.

When he returned home, he found that the house was dark and dark, so he could only turn on the light and go upstairs while calling his wife's name.

When he arrived at the room on the second floor, as soon as Feng Shicheng opened the door, there was no light inside, he frowned, and muttered very dissatisfied: "I haven't come home so late, I don't know where to run around?"

After that, Feng Shicheng reached out and turned on the light in the room, and saw a woman in a red dress sitting in front of the dressing mirror.

Looking at this back, Feng Shicheng recognized it at a glance, this was his wife, Chen Xiaozhu.

Feng Shicheng looked at his wife suspiciously, and complained dissatisfiedly: "This black light is blinding, what are you combing your hair here, it almost scared me to death, you know!"

Chen Xiaozhu did not pay attention to Feng Shicheng, looked at himself in the mirror with a smile, and combed his hair with his own care.

Then put down the comb, open the lipstick tube, apply the big red lipstick, put the lid back in place, and stand up.

Chen Xiaozhu's eyes were blank, and with a very strange smile on his face, he slowly walked upstairs and slowly walked up step by step.

Weird, indescribably weird.

I don't know why, Feng Shicheng only felt that Chen Xiaozhu's movements, including the smile on her face, were extremely weird.

It's as if it was...

Feng Shicheng thought about it, yes, it was like a puppet!

Looking closely at Chen Xiaozhu's steps, as well as the smile on her face, there was a feeling of stiffness.

It was as if there was an invisible hand carrying the thread and directing Chen Xiaozhu forward.

Feng Shicheng was taken aback by his own thoughts.

In this world, how can there be ghosts!

Thinking so, Feng Shicheng boldly chased after him and followed his wife up to the third floor.

The further up he went, the more pictures Feng Shicheng had in his mind.

There is Wang Mengqi, the secretary of the chairman, and there is a stupid woman who committed suicide by jumping off the building for the sake of a bear child.

Without exception, all he thought of was the miserable death of these people.

Whether they saw it with their own eyes or not, their figures were all in their minds at this time, and they couldn't go away.

Feng Shicheng's whole body was soaked with sweat, and when he arrived at the rooftop, the cold wind blew, freezing him straight.

Feng Shicheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and saw Chen Xiaozhu standing on the wall, her hands wide open, and the breeze blowing her hair and skirt, looking very comfortable.

Wang Mengqi's death, almost had a car accident on the road, and after returning, there was no hot food and cold to ask for warmth.

Now he has to face his strange, death-seeking wife, which makes Feng Shicheng angry.

Rushing towards Chen Xiaozhu's back, Feng Shicheng couldn't help but roar: "Enough, Chen Xiaozhu, you give me to roll off the top immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

Chen Xiaozhu's body visibly froze, slowly turned around, and looked at Feng Shicheng coldly.

This turn frightened Feng Shicheng so much that he fell directly to the ground, so frightened that he couldn't speak.

That face was very familiar to Feng Shicheng, it was the mother of the bear child, the stupid woman who jumped off the building to commit suicide.

"Hahaha, you all have to die, all die, hahaha..."