After the wedding, the vegetative husband relied on me to continue his life

Chapter 18 Not a Good Stubble
That hand was warm and strong, and even the words he spoke were filled with a bit of concern, without the coldness of the past.

The surroundings were in chaos, screams and panicked footsteps could be heard endlessly, but Shi Huan was distracted by An Jiusheng.

"It'll be fine, I'm just going to see what's going on."

As the crowd dispersed, Shi Huan could feel more and more the cold atmosphere in the middle, and the talismans in the handbag were also rattling.

The person who fell on the ground was breathless, and the bright red blood was extremely conspicuous on the white marble floor, with a coquettish redness.

Slightly turned sideways, keeping An Jiusheng behind.

Shi Huan squatted down and stained a little blood on the ground with his index finger, put it under his nose and smelled it, his expression turned cold in vain, his slender fingers flew, and a row of talismans flew into the air, directly towards the blue and white porcelain vase behind her fly away.

Seeing the blue and white porcelain vase cracking at the sound, Shi Huan pulled out a jade-colored brush stuck in his hair with a cold face and serious expression, and drew a weird formation in a smooth and smooth manner.

When the formation was completed, a golden light flashed around it.

Immediately, a thick black mist slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at this extremely unusual scene, An Jiusheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and subconsciously pulled Shi Huan to leave.

"Don't panic..."

But before he could make a move, he heard Shi Huan's cold voice.

Her voice was not loud, but when it reached An Jiusheng's ears, it gave him a sense of security for no reason.

He took a deep breath and settled down to look around.

But this look, but found the clue.

The faces of the people who were panicking and calling for help just now were dull, as if they had fallen into a hallucination.

He intuitively felt something unusual, "What's going on?"

However, Shi Huan was extremely calm, she glanced at the black mist lightly, and said in a low voice, "Small problem!"

After finishing the words, she waved her hands, bringing her index finger and middle finger together, and made a strange movement.

The next moment, a golden light quickly rose from the formation, and then surrounded them.

It seemed to feel the danger, and the black mist surged wildly, as if trying to escape.

But as soon as it floated in the air, it was bounced back viciously by the aura.

"Gather!"

But at this time, Shi Huan drew his right hand together and sent out a slap, which slammed into Hei Wu's body.

"what!"

With a few broken whimpers, the light also disappeared.

The people around only felt a flash of white light, and the hall returned to its usual appearance. If there was not a person lying on the ground, they might have thought they were dreaming.

After finishing all this, Shi Huan turned his head, with black hair draped over his shoulders, his cold face was somewhat proud, and he looked at An Jiusheng with joy, "How about it, I'll just say it's fine."

It's just an evil ghost, if it takes shape, she might have to spend some effort.

Now that he looks like this, he really can't pose any threat.

It's just that there are outstanding people here, why does this kind of thing appear?

Thinking of this, the worry in Shi Huan's eyes flashed past.

But An Jiusheng didn't notice the change in her expression. His expression was blank, and the scene just now still echoed in his mind.

The Shi Huan in front of him was different from what he had seen in the past, even the moment she made a move, he couldn't take his eyes off her at all?

Who is she?
"you……"

With doubts swirling in his heart, he slightly parted his thin lips, wanting to speak.

But the next moment, a male voice interrupted him, "Master An, Mrs. An."

The two followed the prestige and saw a man in black walking quickly.

"He Ming..."

An Jiusheng was no stranger to this person.

He is the future ruler of the He family—He Ming, but this is not the most important thing, the important thing is... In the afternoon, Shi Huan had shown great interest in him.

Why is he here?
An Jiusheng's face was slightly cold, and he subconsciously wanted to keep Shi Huan behind him, but it was already too late.

"I'm sorry to have surprised you two."

He Ming walked forward with a smile, apologetic in his words, but his eyes kept staring at Shi Huan.

This action made An Jiusheng slightly dissatisfied. He narrowed his eyes and took a step forward, "When something like this happened, Young Master He should be very busy, so there is no need to say polite words."

"I don't care about this moment. If it wasn't for the young lady's action just now, I'm afraid I don't know what happened! After the great kindness is unforgettable, if there is a need, I will definitely do it."

These words of thanks seemed to be showing affection to An's family, but they were addressed to Shi Huan.

When Shi Huan approached this man, alarm bells rang in his heart, and that bad premonition surged up again.

She looked up at the man in the black suit. Isn't this the man from the afternoon?

The cold feeling on his body seems to have intensified again!
"Then I will remember this."

Shi Huan frowned slightly, suppressed his discomfort, and responded.

After hearing this, He Ming raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on that handsome and extraordinary face. It was obviously a pleasant smile, but it gave off a somewhat gloomy feeling.

It's like a sinister poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity in the dark, ready to kill you at any moment.

"I don't know what trick Mrs. An used just now, and what is it that killed the person?"

Relying on his identity as the host, He Ming took the opportunity to continue the conversation, completely leaving An Jiusheng aside.

An Jiusheng frowned slightly, and wanted to take someone away, but the question He Ming asked was related to human life, and he was not easy to get angry.

But when he thought of Shi Huan staring at He Ming for a long time in the afternoon, and even asked his name, he felt even more unhappy.

"It's an evil ghost, but I don't know why it leaned over the vase, so it can come out to make trouble when there are many people, but this ghost has been subdued by me, Young Master He doesn't have to worry."

Hearing this, Shi Huan rolled his eyes and told the truth.

When she spoke, her eyes were fixed on He Ming, as if she wanted to see something from it.

But the strange thing is that his expression didn't change at all.

This is not normal. If ordinary people hear these words, they will be startled no matter how brave they are, but he doesn't look scared at all, but slightly excited. "So that's the case, then I should thank you very much. If you don't dislike it, can I invite you to have a meal together?"

At this time, An Jiusheng finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He first took a step forward, gave He Ming a warning look, and then refused in a low voice, "There's no need to eat, it's just a matter of little effort."

It can be heard that He Ming turned a blind eye to it, and still stood there with a smile on his face, staring straight at Shi Huan, as if waiting for an answer.

This made An Jiusheng very angry, he raised his big hand suddenly, and firmly grasped Shi Huan's slender waist, making an appearance of declaring his sovereignty.

Shi Huan leaned on his shoulder, with a joyful look on his face, even the uneasiness in his heart was slightly weakened.

"What A Sheng said is that if Young Master He insists on thanking you, he might as well have the opportunity to cooperate with my husband."

Her words have already reached this point, if she insists on it, it will seem a bit too strange.

He Ming knew this very well, so he could only bow his head with regret, "Okay, we will definitely cooperate if we have the opportunity."

But An Jiusheng didn't answer, but stretched out his big hand, dragged Shi Huan and left.

The look on his face didn't ease up until he got into the elevator.

"You're angry?"

Shi Huan stretched out his finger and poked An Jiusheng's chest, and asked with a flat mouth.

An Jiusheng's body froze when being poked by this hand, and a strange itching appeared in his chest, as if a few weak electric currents flashed by.

"No."

He kept a cold face to cover up his gaffe just now.

Shi Huan laughed out loud, and she continued: "That's good, can I still meet him after that?"

(End of this chapter)