Chapter 106: Chapter 106

"Today is the day of the full moon, Chitose didn't return to the underworld, and stayed by Su Yang's side." Heisu clutched his chest, dark red blood splattered from the corners of his mouth.

"Chitose? The head of the underworld messengers following Su Yang?"

Ni Sangwan's face was ugly, and some couldn't accept the fact that this plan was broken again, and roared: "It's not that you said that you can take advantage of today's full moon day and use the remaining half of Su Huai's soul to get close to Su Yang to absorb her breath. Are you lucky? What do you mean now? Did Su Yang survive again?"

"cough--"

Hei Su wanted to yell back angrily, but under his anger, he was hit by the mana that just hit back from Chitose, and he spat out blood again.

Ni Sangwan was surprised and immediately regained her composure. She knew better than anyone that Heisu couldn't die now.

If he died, she wouldn't be alive either.

They are now grasshoppers on a rope.

"Heisu, are you alright? What should I do now?" Ni Sangwan tried to calm down her ups and downs, trying her best to look worried.

Hei Su raised his eyes and glanced at her, sneered, and ruthlessly threw away her outstretched hand: "I can't die, Ni Sangwan, I warn you, you'd better restrain me, if you anger me, You know what will happen to you."

Ni Sangwan's face turned pale, she knew that although she had the biggest handle on Heisu, she had already seen what kind of ruthless person Heisu was.

In front of him, after all, she is a mortal person who is powerless.

If he wanted to strangle her, it was as simple as strangling an ant.

Moreover, he himself feeds on the luck of others. Although her gray luck is not as rare and precious as Su Yang's purple luck, it is also rare, and it is very much in line with his appetite for sucking the soul of evil thoughts.

"Of course I understand, I just wanted Su Yang to die too much, and I couldn't stabilize my mind for a while. After all, an ordinary evil body can't hurt her at all. This time, it's her father's soul, and with the help of this full moon On that day, I failed to hurt her one or two times. Next time I want her to die and take away all her luck, I don't know when I will wait."

Ni Sangwan didn't let her demeanor be defeated, she was still arrogant, elegant and dismissive, and her words were full of annoyance and pity.

"Isn't there a saying in your world? 'It's too long to come to Japan, and I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.' Although Su Huai's soul is gone, there will still be a chance. Now that Su Huai is gone, Su Yang will definitely see the clue. , suspicious of you."

"So what, your ring made her suspect last time, and I'm afraid she won't succeed."

"You don't have to be afraid of her. You can't hurt her, and she can't hurt you. But if Su Yang finds evidence of your cooperation with Su Huai, and is told to Rong Zhan, what do you think?"

Ni Sang's body froze for a while, and her heart trembled inexplicably: "No way, how could she tell A Zhan about this, no one would believe this kind of ghostly metaphysics."

"Don't forget, what did the Rong family spend a billion yuan to marry Su Yang for? Isn't it because of metaphysics?"

Ni Sang pursed her lips in the evening. Indeed, wasn't this the reason why the Rong Su and Rong Su married?

If Rong Zhan knew about Su Yang's special ability, would he be able to accept that he also has this ability?
Then...the fact that she used [-] million to buy Su Huai's soul cannot be known by A Zhan.

In that way, A Zhan will not only be wary of her, but may also hate her because of it.

"Then you take good care of your injuries first. I have an announcement to catch up tomorrow, so I will go first. I will handle this matter." Ni Sang got up from the ground in the evening, turned to pick up the bag on the sofa, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye. The sofa and carpet that he dyed red: "As for these, I will have someone come over to deal with them tomorrow."

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At noon the next day, Su Yang woke up to find a handsome figure sitting on the single-seat sofa in the room. Unlike the shirts, suits and leather shoes he used to wear, he was wearing very casual clothes today, a simple casual white T and black trousers.

He was holding coffee with Erlang's legs crossed, a tablet resting on his legs, and his sharp-boned index fingers slid on it.

"You didn't go to the company today?" Su Yang sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and put on his slippers.

Hearing the sound, Rong Zhan looked up, picked up the tablet on his lap, placed it on the round table beside him with the coffee, and walked to the edge of the bed: "How do you feel? Have you slept well? Is there any discomfort?"

Su Yang lowered his eyes and looked at the luck flowing in his body. It had stabilized and recovered a little, and his body was not as weak as last night.

"It's much better." Su Yang lightly pursed his lips and looked at the luck on his body again.

There is no unusual change.

Sure enough, last night that soul was directed at her.

The possibility Chitose said was quite high.

"Go wash first? Sister Luo is preparing lunch."

Su Yang nodded, and was helped by Rong Zhan all the way to the bathroom door when he got up from the bed. Su Yang was a little dumbfounded and pulled back his hand: "I'm fine, I don't need such special care."

"Yesterday, my face was as white as a piece of paper, and I said it's okay, don't be brave, go in and wash, I'll put your clothes in it in advance, and come out to eat after washing."

Rong Zhan snorted indifferently, his eyes fell lightly on her beautiful white face, his tone was cold and had a sense of command that no one could refuse.

The corners of Su Yang's lips twitched into a smudged arc, and he did not refute his words, but went in to wash up obediently.

Yesterday, because of the evil spirit, she went to sleep without washing up. Although she had been in the air-conditioned room, she also felt a little uncomfortable.

When he came out again, Su Yang had a hair drying cap on his head, and his whole body was much refreshed.

When she was about to blow her hair with the hair dryer, a shadow covered her behind her, blocking her whole body. When she looked up, the hair dryer that had just been plugged in was taken away.

Su Yang looked at the man above his head a little flattered: "Will you blow for me?"

"Is there a problem?" Rong Zhan asked confidently, "Turn over."

"...No problem." Su Yang retracted his gaze and turned around.

She just felt that it was a little surprising to let the dignified president of the Rong Yun family do such things as blow-drying.

Soon, the sound of the hair dryer 'huhu' came from her ear, and a generous and showy hand gently grabbed her hair, letting the hot air from the hair dryer penetrate through the layers of hair.

Su Yang is not a lazy person, on the contrary, he has been very self-disciplined since he was a child.

But she really didn't like washing dishes and shampooing her hair.

She hadn't done the dishes since she was brought back to Su's house.

Only in the case of shampooing, because of my professional problems, shampooing is also a common thing. I have to wash my hair every two days at the latest. After a long time, I feel more and more disgusted with washing my hair and blowing my hair.

Having someone blow her hair now is something she deserves to enjoy.

(End of this chapter)

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