Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Chapter 260 Just let her go?
The boss of Feng Group died in a car accident last night, leaving a huge property to his wife Huang Cui to inherit all——

After the news broke, people who didn't know it were in awe.

Huang Cui is an obedient wife who knows how to give her husband face in front of outsiders.
And Feng Qiang never said a word against his wife outside, giving people the impression that they were a model couple.

Everyone felt that Huang Cui loved her husband very much.

She doesn't like to talk, but she cooks three meals a day for Feng Qiang.

Therefore, Feng Qiang has a large business and is very busy, but he does not have stomach problems.

Now that the person is gone, everyone feels that Huang Cui should be very sad.

However, this is indeed the case. In front of the camera and relatives and friends, Huang Cui hugged her husband's cold body and cried uncontrollably. Her elderly parents-in-law fainted several times, and she always took care of them.

Many people came forward to persuade her and told her not to think too hard.

When Yan Zhen found Huang Cui, she had just finished taking care of her husband's funeral. She looked as if she hadn't slept well for several days, and there were large black spots under her eyes.

"Miss Yan?"

The look on Huang Cui's face was quite surprised, and she hurriedly explained: "I have already taken care of Liu Wei's matter. I gave them 500 million yuan in compensation, and Zhao Xiaoqin also accepted it. Is there anything else I did wrong?" ?"

The innocent expression on Huang Cui's face made her look like a good person who was inexperienced in the world.

"Your husband's death..." Yan Zhen got to the point directly, "You must have paid a heavy price, right?"

Hearing this, Huang Cui panicked.

If someone asked about it, she might not take these words to heart, and would at most deal with them in a vague way.

But the person who asked this question was Yan Zhen.

Is there really such a powerful person in this world?

"The price of ten years..." Yan Zhen crossed his arms and sighed: "Is the result now what you want?"

Huang Cui's hand on her side was squeezed tightly.

She looked at Yan Zhen with tears in her eyes, her eyes and brows filled with anger and embarrassment after being exposed for doing something evil: "Just tell me your purpose! What do you want me to do so that you won't interfere in this matter?"

"Don't worry, I'm not meddling in everything. Feng Qiangyou's fault today was originally his own fault. It's just that you were defrauded of ten years of life in vain. I advise you not to contact that evil cultivator in the future. He has There are many ways to drain your wealth."

"Evil repair..."

Huang Cui sneered and didn't like the word, "You people all like to criticize others on what you think is the right path and put labels on others randomly. If Master He hadn't helped me, I might have been beaten by Feng Qiang now. He is dead, he is my savior, please don’t slander him.”

It seems that He Yan is quite capable of brainwashing people.

Yan Zhen knew that no matter what he said, Huang Cui would not believe it, so he smiled and said, "Forget it, I'll settle the score with him directly!"

He Zhou opened the car door for Yan Zhen.
Yan Zhen gave him an address: "Go to this place."

He Zhou said hello, and then silently reported Yan Zhen's itinerary to Fu Yan.

Fu Yan had a sense of crisis since the boy Si Zui appeared frequently. During this period, he did not arrange any work for He Zhou and asked him to be Yan Zhen's driver. It was for protection in name but surveillance in reality.

Yan Zhen felt like a mirror.

However, she does not object to being spied on by the person she likes.I don't know if it was because of the weather, but Yan Zhen felt a little stuffy in her chest. She rolled down the car window, but the uncomfortable feeling in her chest didn't slow down, but intensified.

The closer to the destination, the more uncomfortable Yan Zhen's body became. It felt like something was pressing on her chest, which was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

He Zhou noticed something was wrong with Yan Zhen's expression and asked worriedly: "Young madam, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine." Yan Zhen waved her hand and refused.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the teahouse, Yan Zhen felt that the dull feeling intensified. She got out of the car and walked quickly into the teahouse. She opened the door suddenly and saw a man wearing black Zen clothes in the Chinese-style hall. Young man sitting at the tea table.

He Yan slowly brewed the tea, his movements were graceful and skillful, and there was a slight smile on his sharp-faced face.

He cast his eyes lightly on the woman wearing a cheongsam at the door: "You are finally here."

Yan Zhen was silent for a moment, "Are you waiting for me?"

He Yan smiled: "Isn't it obvious?"

The two looked at each other and looked at each other.

The tea room was quiet for half a minute.

He Yan placed a cup of tea next to him: "Don't you plan to come over and sit down, Miss Yan?"

Yan Zhen walked over. She did not sit next to the man, but sat directly opposite him. She looked around: "Are you the boss here?"

There is not a single customer in the shop, so this teahouse must be losing money.

He Yan nodded: "Yes, but I don't make money from this."

"The city of Gusu has not been peaceful recently. Several people have died. Did you raise that thing?" Yan Zhen didn't like nonsense and got to the point directly.

He Yan paused for a moment, looked up at Yan Zhen's serious eyes, and sneered: "Why should I raise such a vicious creature? I just came after that thing, but I didn't expect to meet him in this small place. Miss Shangyan?"

His eyes were a bit greedy: "I heard that you married into a wealthy family? He is a businessman, neither a Taoist nor an immortal. He took advantage of you for nothing. What a waste of nature!"

He Yan suddenly came closer: "How about divorce and me? I'm not poorer than him, and our physiques complement each other..."

"To shut up!"

Yan Zhen was too lazy to joke with her: "If we don't agree with each other, we should ask Mr. He not to harm others in the future. It's very immoral to ask others for ten years of their life."

Even without the car accident, Feng Qiang would have died soon.

He Yan's intervention seemed to help Huang Cui, but in fact it harmed her.

"I didn't expect Miss Yan to be quite nosy." He Yan said with a smile on his lips: "But you should worry more about yourself! Not everyone has a good temper like me. Someone paid a large sum of money. It’s going to take your life.”

"Thanks for the reminder." Yan Zhen covered his heavy chest and persuaded He Yan: "I don't want a next time about Huang Cui, otherwise I won't let you go."

Evil cultivators are more hateful than those ghosts, and she has the responsibility to eliminate them when she encounters them.

He Yan smiled silently, and when Yan Zhen walked to the door, he shouted loudly at the back: "Miss Yan, we will meet again soon."

After the figure completely disappeared from the door, two people came out of the box, looking greedily at the direction Yan Zhen left,
Someone patted He Yan on the shoulder and said, "Isn't Master He determined to win her? It took a lot of effort to lure her here, but why did he let her go so easily?"

(End of this chapter)