Chapter 366 The evil spirit appears and Qiao Er reveals the truth (second update)

Author: Yirenhua

Chapter 366 The evil spirit appears and Qiao Er reveals the truth (second update)

After Pei Yinan walked into the guest room, the smile on his face faded.

He took off his coat and threw it on the traditional wooden lounge chair.

Pei Yinan ignored Ge Meier, Xiaoba and others who were organizing daily necessities in the room, and came behind Qiao Luoyan.

He held the person who didn't know what he was thinking tightly into his arms, and a heavy breath filled his body.

Qiao Luoyan came back to his senses and stared sideways at the handsome face in front of him.

She noticed that Pei Yinan's mood was not right, so she softened her voice and asked warmly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Qiaoer, let me hold you for a while."

Pei Yinan's current mood is very complicated and depressed.

After hearing that Fu Mingcheng had a daughter, he felt heavy inside and felt particularly uncomfortable.

Six years ago, Fu Mingcheng was in a car accident. Because he was good friends with his elder brother, he knew some of the inside story.

Fu Mingcheng was indeed injured, and it was impossible for him to give birth to a daughter.

The other party got married quietly and had a daughter.

Regardless of whether the child was adopted by the other party or was born as a result of other unspeakable children.

The other party's current situation is completely different from what it was before.

Mr. Fu, who was so famous in the past, shouldn't be like this.

He should be unbridled, high-spirited, and have an identity and status that is equal to that of his elder brother in career.

He should have a lovely wife by his side, a pair of children, and the envy of countless disciples from aristocratic families.

Who could have imagined that he would fall into such a miserable state.

Six years later, Fu Mingcheng, who once had a cold appearance and looked like a celestial being, is filled with a strong sense of decadence.

There was a hint of white on the temples of the other party, and at the age of thirty-five, he actually had white hair.

You must know that he is now in the golden age of a man, but he still has the vicissitudes of life lingering around him like an old man in his twilight years.

The two have known each other for nearly thirty years. Time flies, and things have changed since they met again.

Pei Yinan was in a very depressed mood. He seemed to see himself in Fu Mingcheng.

Feeling the depressed atmosphere on his body, Qiao Luoyan felt a little distressed.

She blamed all this on the owner of this villa.

Ever since meeting Fu Mingcheng, Pei Yinan started to feel a little strange.

Qiao Luoyan saw Ge Meier and Xiaoba packing their luggage, exiting the room, and gently closing the door.

She raised her hand and touched Pei Jiuye's messy hair, holding his hand and walking to the bed: "You're too tired. Go get some sleep. We'll leave tomorrow when the snow stops."

Pei Yinan is indeed tired. He soaked in ice water for a long time last night.

In order not to lose etiquette, I got up early to accompany my future father-in-law and mother-in-law, and then traveled all day.

At the end of the day, I cannot say that I am exhausted. I am getting more and more tired.

The two were arranged in a room tonight, and Yan Ziang and Lin Su lived next door to them.

Pei Yinan, wearing pajamas, was lying on the bed, holding Qiao Luoyan's slender waist with one hand.

When he was drowsy, he suddenly realized that this was the first time the two of them had officially slept together.

The flash of thought made Jiu Ye feel happy in his heart.

Qiao Luoyan leaned in his warm embrace, with her bright and clear eyes open, staring deeply at the snowflakes flying in the sky outside the window.

Her breathing was very light and even, giving people the illusion of being asleep.

Downstairs of the villa.

Fu Mingcheng sat in front of the window on the first floor, staring silently at the snowy scene outside the window.

He looked very quiet in the darkness.

It's just the vicissitudes of life and decadent temperament about him that make people feel heartbroken and broken.

The once proud son of heaven no longer has the high spirits of the past, and only a broken body is left to survive.

There were footsteps behind me, approaching from far away.

Fu Mingcheng remained motionless. When his footsteps stopped beside him, his long eyelashes blinked.

"Have all the guests been arranged?"

A cold voice of inquiry sounded from his pale lips.

Although Fu Mingcheng couldn't see it, Aunt Du, who was standing behind her, still made a squatting salute.

She replied in a soft voice: "Sir, everything has been arranged, and the lady has been put to sleep."

Fu Mingcheng hummed and said, "Thank you for your hard work, go and have a rest."

Aunt Du gently advised, "Sir, it's late at night and you should have some rest."

Fu Mingcheng leaned relaxedly on the wheelchair and waved to the person behind him: "You slept too much during the day, so don't worry about me."

Pei Yinan was not the only one who was in a bad mood today. Seeing his old friend again and discovering the fluctuating spiritual power in his body made Fu Mingcheng unable to calm down.

Over the years, he has lived a secluded life in isolation from the world, and has long been unaware of the movements of the eight major families in the capital.

Pei Yinan is the younger brother of his best friend, the most favored youngest member of the Pei family, and a well-known playboy in the capital.

Now the opponent's ancient martial arts cultivation is actually even more unfathomable than his.

It can be seen that all the forces in the capital have been reshuffled.

As the moneybags, the Pei family has great influence in the cabinet.

The Pei family, which controls a certain amount of economic power, has an ancient warrior within the family, which can be said to be even more powerful.

Pei Yinan has become an ancient warrior. I wonder if his friend Pei Baichong also has such an opportunity.

There must be some, after all, that person is top-notch in everything, a real master of maneuvering, and his style of conduct is rigorous and ruthless.

As long as the Pei family has opportunities, he will definitely rely on his own abilities to send the Pei family to the highest position.

Even if he is not in the capital, Fu Mingcheng can imagine that the Pei family with ancient warriors is no longer what it used to be.

It has only been six years, and things have really changed.

I don’t know how the Fu family will be affected at this time.

While Fu Mingcheng was deep in thought, Aunt Du quietly retreated.

She did not go back to her room to rest, but took a retro dark cloak and walked out through the back door.

Aunt Du left the villa and headed to the woods in the wind and snow.

Her figure in the white snowy scene is very eye-catching, and also looks a bit weird and scary.

Aunt Du's dark cloak gradually turned into light pink, and the cold wind lifted a corner of the cloak, revealing a touch of pink underneath.

Her body, which was nearly 1.7 meters tall, suddenly became shorter as she walked further and further away.

From a distance, he looks like a six or seven-year-old child.

The opponent's walking speed slowed down, as if he was crawling slowly in the snow.

Inside the villa, guest room on the second floor.

Qiao Luoyan listened to Pei Yinan's steady breathing next to him, lifted up the quilt and got up to go to the ground.

She stepped on her home shoes, put the coat belonging to Pei Yinan on the wooden lounge chair on her body, and left with very light steps.

Downstairs, Fu Mingcheng sat motionless in his wheelchair, staring out the window with unwavering eyes.

Perhaps after looking at the snow for a long time, his silent eyes became filled with a glimmer of water.

Qiao Luoyan, who was walking downstairs wearing Jiuye's coat, walked over slowly: "Mr. Fu, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

Hearing the cold and smart voice coming from behind him, Fu Mingcheng slowly looked back.

Looking at the bright and charming girl approaching, his lips curved in a gentle arc: "Miss Qiao, she's not asleep either."

Qiao Luoyan walked up to the other party, glanced at the heavy snow outside the window with his cold eyes, and made his purpose clear.

Her red lips were slightly parted, and her voice was clear and compelling: "Evil spirits are waiting in the dark, and I can't sleep."

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