Leaving the meeting room, Yuan Ting breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the pressure lighten.
The young master of the Fu family, whether in terms of his own level or his prominent family background, was beyond reach, and facing him often brought the pressure of facing a superior, rather than treating him as a rich second generation.
Yuan Ting's eyes swept over two bunny girls walking past him, both in their early twenties, with curvaceous figures and pretty faces. There were seven or eight bunny girls in the villa, each a beauty.
Although surrounded by beautiful women, Yuan Ting knew that this young master from a wealthy family was not interested in women.
Compared to the beginning, the bunny girls in the villa had already been replaced twice. Those girls who were recruited thought they had a chance to become phoenixes on branches, and couldn't restrain their restless hearts, trying to seduce the young master of the Fu family.
All of them were persuaded to leave.
Now the girls who remained in the villa were very well-behaved, doing their jobs obediently, and no longer had unrealistic ideas.
The bunny girls in the villa were like a configuration to show off status, or Fu Qingyang's personal hobby.
Leaving the villa and getting into his chauffeured car, Yuan Ting savored the content of today's meeting. He first reported the important information such as the death of the Evil Eye Judge to Taiyi Sect.
After finishing the business, he sent a message to his friend Jian Ji:
"A major event happened in Songhai. The Evil Eye Judge is dead, and his confidant Black Impermanence is hiding with the Holy Grail and the roster..."
Jian Ji: "I'm speechless with surprise. The Evil Eye Judge died so inexplicably? It's like waking up and finding that a country has been delisted."
The two lamented each other, then worried about what would happen if the degenerates recorded in the roster collectively lost control of space and time.
Jian Ji: "Anything else?"
Yes, the Night Watcher who cleared the Sheling Tunnel just killed a level 3 Enchantment Demon... I can't say this, if it gets out, Elder Sun will kill me.
Yuan Ting's expression twisted slightly, and he typed the message:
"There's one more piece of news, just listen to it, don't spread it around. Elder Sun is confused, that Night Watcher he didn't want..."
........
Songhai, in a dark bedroom.
The light was not turned on. The only light source was the three candles on the table, placed in a triangular shape, with a red lacquer box in the middle. The surface of the box had a strange insect carving.
The figure wearing a silver mask knelt at the table, cutting his fingertip with a small knife, and crimson blood seeped out.
He brought his blood-stained finger to the mouth of the insect carving. The insect came to life, greedily sucking the blood, and the lacquer color of the wooden box became more and more scarlet.
Whoosh... the wind rose abruptly, the candles were stained with blood, and the scarlet flames soared high, forming a blood-colored vortex above the wooden box.
"What is it?"
From the red flame vortex came a cold and majestic voice.
"Your subordinate has released the bait as you instructed. The Five Elements Alliance will search for Black Impermanence at all costs. However, your subordinate cannot guarantee that Black Impermanence will continue to hide in Songhai."
The majestic voice slowly said: "I divined that Black Impermanence is in Songhai. He must have a purpose in hiding in Songhai. The specific reason remains to be verified."
"What else do you need your subordinate to do?"
"Secretly cooperate with the Five Elements Alliance to search for Black Impermanence. Notify me immediately if you have any news. During this time, I will be in The Way of the Extraordinary, and may not be able to respond in time."
"Do you have a mission?"
"No, I'm looking for the place where the Evil Eye Judge died. Coincidentally, I ran into that one from Taiyi Sect. Heh, the death of the Evil Eye Judge does indeed have deeper secrets..."
The voice gradually lowered, and the vortex formed by the blood-colored flames extinguished.
..........
"Knock knock..."
There were two knocks on the door, and Grandma's voice came into the bedroom: "Yuanzi, dinner is ready."
Her tone was a bit cheerful, as if she was in a good mood.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes. The bedroom was dark, and the curtains blocked the outside lights.
So comfortable, the consumption during the day has finally been made up. It's a pity that the moon is rarely seen in Songhai, otherwise it would be perfect to bask in the moonlight... Zhang Yuanqing yawned, put on his cotton slippers, turned the doorknob of the bedroom, and came to the living room.
A strong aroma wafted into his nose. The dining table was filled with dishes, including Sweet and Sour Pork, Braised Pork, Roast Duck, Black Chicken Soup, Asparagus, Bamboo Shoots, etc.
Grandma was wearing an apron, running back and forth between the living room and the kitchen.
His cousin was helping in the kitchen.
Grandpa with his gray hair was sitting on the living room sofa, sitting upright, concentrating on watching TV.
A middle-aged couple was sitting at the dining table, who were Zhang Yuanqing's uncle and aunt.
His aunt had delicate features and fair skin. Although she was middle-aged, she was well maintained. She was wearing a waist-tied white dress, her hair was wavy, and there was a coquettish air between her brows and eyes.
The man next to her, bearing a strong resemblance to Chen Yuanjun, was wearing a purple suit, purple slim-fit pants, and a rose-colored shirt, as flashy as a nightclub young master, no, old master.
Zhang Yuanqing's uncle was unreliable. When he was young, he played in a band, saying he wanted to pursue his dreams and yearn for poetry and distant places. So he left home with a backpack and flared pants with a few "like-minded" friends and became a wandering singer.
A few years later, he didn't find his dream, but was beaten up by the society and returned with bruises all over his body. He didn't go out to work either. He carried a tape recorder every day and sang and danced wherever he went, either singing karaoke or hanging out with friends.
Of course, that's how young people in the city were like in those days. They were just messing around.
Because he was good-looking and had a way with words, he married a well-off aunt. He did restrain himself for a few years after the marriage, but he quickly revealed his true colors after his cousin was born.
He idled around all day, not working, just playing.
"Yuanzi, did you miss your uncle?" The uncle was very happy to see his heir.
The uncle liked to sing, dance and rap, and his favorite song was "Yo Yo Check It Out, A Pancake Set", and he would add his own dance moves.
No one in the family except Zhang Yuanqing was willing to accompany him in rap and awkward dances.
So the uncle valued Zhang Yuanqing very much, regarding him as his heir.
"Aunt!" Zhang Yuanqing greeted, then perfunctorily responded to his uncle.
"Your uncle brought you a gift." said the uncle.
"Oh, my uncle, you're finally back. Why didn't you tell me in advance? If you told me in advance, I would definitely pick you up at the airport. God will testify for me."
Zhang Yuanqing made a big U-turn in his attitude to express his strong emotions.
The uncle and nephew laughed and shook hands, bumped shoulders, and the uncle put his arm around the heir's shoulder and sat down:
"Yuanzi, I recently traveled abroad, and specially went to learn rap skills from chimpanzees. We should add tongue popping and lip tremors when singing, which will make it more imposing..."
I know tongue popping, what the hell is lip trembling... Zhang Yuanqing was dumbfounded: "Awesome, as expected of my uncle, amazing talent, Uncle, I'm short of pocket money recently."
"No problem, your aunt has money, I'll let her give it to you later."
Not long after, the cousin and grandmother brought up the last few dishes and called everyone to eat.
"Why didn't my aunt come back?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"Said there's something at the hospital, she'll be back later." Grandma replied.
The uncle raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Something at the hospital? Is she dating her boyfriend?"
Grandma scoffed: "Then I'll thank God. Looking at her, she won't marry until she's 30. What's wrong with young people now, one or two of them don't want to get married."
Grandma was very dissatisfied with this world.
The uncle said: "Speaking of which, Yuanjun is still single. Yuanjun, bring your boyfriend back to let Dad take a look one day."
The serious and stable cousin was stunned: "What?"
The uncle shrugged, "You're 30, and you don't have a girlfriend yet, so Dad can only expect a boyfriend."
As soon as he finished speaking, Grandma rolled up her sleeves to kill her uncle.
"Mom, Mom, I'm just kidding." The uncle quickly stopped her, "Why don't you have any sense of humor? It's popular to form male CPs now, young people like this very much."
The aunt lowered her head to eat without speaking.
Her relationship with her mother-in-law was not good. There were few harmonious relationships between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law in the world.
Grandma was grumpy, and her aunt was strong. One hated that the daughter-in-law didn't do housework, and the other hated that the mother-in-law was nosy.
When Zhang Yuanqing was young, his aunt and grandmother often quarreled. Whenever they quarreled, his aunt would watch the show while eating melon seeds.
Zhang Yuanqing would persuade them to stop quarreling, while taking melon seeds from his aunt.
The cousin usually did his homework while eating his aunt's melon seeds.
Now that the aunt has passed her youthful vigor, she doesn't bother to argue with her mother-in-law anymore, but the relationship is always lukewarm.
At this time, the cousin looked over and said, "I heard something happened at your school today?"
"Ah? I don't know, I went back to sleep very early..." Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be deaf and dumb.
Grandma hurriedly asked what was going on. Chen Yuanjun briefly explained, and Grandma was even more dissatisfied with this world when she heard that criminals had sneaked into the school.
Just as he was talking, the security door made a "beep" sound, and then the handle was turned.
Sitting at the end, close to the entrance, Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and saw that it was his aunt who had returned.
The aunt's outfit today was an off-the-shoulder hollow sweater, revealing her round and fair shoulders, with a black vest inside. Her pants were light-colored denim jeans from the spring and summer collection, and she wore a pair of white shoes.
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes stopped at her calf, and his pupils suddenly condensed.
Jiang Yuer's calf was hanging a round little infant.
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ps: Thanks to "Shan He Moyun, Gao Shan Yangzi, Huang Qiu, Talking Elbow, Old Eagle Eating Chicken" for the silver alliance, and also thank you to the other leaders for their rewards. When we reach 100 alliances, I will open a single chapter to thank all the bosses for their rewards.