"Min Yuchen shouldn't burn paper for the fifth thought?"
I don’t know who muttered this, and the few people hiding in the dark fell silent collectively.
No one said a word for a long time. He took back his worried gaze from him and looked at each other. At this moment, everyone felt uncomfortable.
Da Qiao frowned, "I thought he didn't believe that the fifth thought was dead?" After all, everyone also hinted Min Yuchen in this way. Even if he deceived himself, it would be better to live than to die.
"Do you think the fifth thought is really dead?" Chen Hanjun sighed and asked this sentence in his heart.
After the mysterious case sealed by superiors, everyone can understand the danger. Song Yang recently went to pick up Aman from get off work and learned a lot of inside information from Wumian. No one had thought of such a thing that night. They had spent the battle safely in their sleep, but no one knew who the hero was to save humanity, and no one even knew about this.
Whether Song Yang thought about it or not, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he felt even more sorry for their boss. He witnessed his sister-in-law's disappearance with his own eyes. How desperate should he be at that time?
"Sister-in-law is so powerful, she will definitely not die." Song Yang took a deep breath, felt the vibration of the phone in his pocket. It was now called by Aman, so he quickly connected and lowered his voice, "Aman, why haven't you been sleeping yet because you're so late?"
"It's not convenient to talk about the phone?"
"The boss came out in the middle of the night and seemed to burn paper money for his sister-in-law. We were worried that he would come out, and he didn't know we were following him."
Feng Yuanman felt uncomfortable when he heard Song Yang mention the fifth thought, and quickly expressed his purpose of calling. "In the evening, a call came from the wedding dress shop. Due to the delay in the flight, our wedding dress may not arrive tomorrow at noon. We have tried to change the wedding dress until afternoon. When Yan'er went to the hospital to see the night owl, he forgot about this." Thinking that he was a night owl, he must not sleep at this point, so he called Song Yang to tell him.
"Okay, I understand, by the way, how is Yan'er?" Since Ling Yan'er was Aman's best friend, Ling Yan'er also helped him a lot during the time he and Aman were separated, and he was a friend after all.
Feng Yuanman sighed. On the day when his sister-in-law had an accident, Yan'er was so angry that she was unconscious. Although she saved her life after being sent to the hospital, she had been sleeping until now. Even the doctor could not diagnose something?
"I still haven't woken up."
Hearing Aman's sadness, Song Yang stopped talking and could only comfort her, "Yan'er will get better. It's too late. You should go to bed early, and I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay, you can comfort Brother Min, I'll go to bed first."
"Good night."
"Good night, my dear."
Song Yang, who was reluctant to let go of the phone, raised his head and shook goosebumps when facing others. He looked disgusted, but he couldn't help but say, "Single dogs like you don't understand. Keeping this expression of envy, jealousy and hatred well, I like to watch it."
Everyone was very angry. They lived a miserable life as a single dog. Why should this guy live such a happy life?
The most frustrating one is Han Zhihan. The person he likes is under his nose and can feel Guo'er's love for him, but he has not broken the window paper, which makes him feel very angry now. Seeing Song Yang showing off his dog food, he feels extremely angry.
"Since that's the case, I'll send you to comfort your boss." Han Zhihan opened his gloomy face and pushed Song Yang out without hesitation.
Song Yang was pushed out without any warning and staggered a few steps. He was already standing on the empty street. He even felt his boss's indifference. His whole body was stiff. He wanted to say something to break the deadlock at this moment, but Min Yuchen took back his sight and continued to burn paper money.
Faced with such a lifeless boss, Song Yang was still scared.
After rushing to Min Yuchen's side, Song Yang chose to sit on the ground and stay with his boss, and did not dare to ask him who the paper money was burned for.
He took a stack of paper money from the side, untied the rope, grabbed a few pieces of paper money and threw it into the brazier, but was stopped by Min Yuchen. He looked at the boss who had not spoken blankly.
Min Yuchen took the paper money from his hand, took out three pieces and threw them into the brazier. He thought he could not wait for the boss to speak, but suddenly he said something, "Niannian said that the amount of paper money burned is three pieces. If it is even, the underworld will not be able to receive it."
The very low and hoarse voice made Song Yang's nose sore for no reason.
Even when Min Yuchen was very young, he looked like a young man and was extremely smart. He seemed to have nothing to stump him, and their children liked to follow him and Han Zhihan.
By the way, Han Xiaoyuan had not had any problems at that time. The relationship between them was very strong, and the children in the courtyard had always played well.
At that time, he felt that Min Yuchen and Han Zhihan were omnipotent, until something happened to Han Xiaoyuan, Han Zhihan became a cold-blooded and ruthless person.
He thought that the strong and unurged boss would be helpless and fragile. As a young man who grew up, he didn't know how to comfort the boss?
After thinking about how to start the article, Song Yang couldn't find a suitable one.
Min Yuchen seemed to notice Song Yang's distress and said in a calm tone, "Song Yang, do you believe Nian Nian is dead?"
Song Yang was shocked. Although he really thought his sister-in-law was dead, he didn't dare to say that in front of Min Yuchen. This was definitely a fucking proposition.
Maybe Song Yang has been thinking about it for too long, or maybe Min Yuchen didn't want to hear that established answer.
Chapter completed!