The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Chapter 12 Weird Dreamland

Hearing her words, Song Shiyan didn't know where to start.

Did he say that he was frightened by a particularly real dream?
Or was he really scared because he delivered babies in his dream for several days in a row?

It's not that he hasn't seen a psychiatrist, but they say he's fine.

He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now this thing was so weird that he couldn't help but think of what Yan Qiao said that day.

"It seems that Dr. Song has nothing to say. Since I have something else to do, I will go back first." Yan Qiao drank the stirred coffee at hand, put down the cup and stood up to leave.

"Miss Yan"

Song Shiyan was afraid that she would really leave, so he subconsciously grabbed her arm.

Yan Qiao stroked his hand away without changing his expression, and said calmly, "What else does Doctor Song want to say?"

Looking at Yan Qiao's indifferent eyes, Song Shiyan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Miss Yan, please sit down first."

Yan Qiao frowned slightly, and sat back down again.

"Since Ms. Yan reminded me that day, I have been dreaming the same dream every day. I will always meet a woman in labor, and I will continue to deliver her, but the baby is not a normal baby at all, but "

As he said this, Song Shiyan's face couldn't help but turn a little pale.

"The scariest thing is that no matter which way I go, I will meet her."

"So what is Dr. Song suspicious of?"

After listening to Song Shiyan's words, Yan Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly and had some guesses in his heart.

"Could it be that everything is not a dream." Instead, I really encountered a ghost.

Song Shiyan really wanted to say this, but he stopped halfway through his words, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Yan Qiao smiled slightly, and said what he didn't finish: "So you suspect that the pregnant woman you met is actually a ghost, right?"

".Yes." Song Shiyan said after a moment of silence.

"Doctor Song is indeed full of ghosts."

"However, why didn't Dr. Song go to those masters to exorcise ghosts?"

Because his family members do not believe in ghosts and gods.

Song Shiyan complained from the bottom of his heart, but his face was calm: "I naturally believe in Miss Yan's strength more."

Yan Qiao nodded meaningfully. She didn't really care whether his thoughts were like this, but she had to get paid for this job.

Yan Qiao smiled and said, "You still need to pay for your belief in my strength."

"I understand this. Regardless of whether Miss Yan succeeds or not, I will pay you the reward, but there will be a difference in the amount."

"Yes." Yan Qiao thought for a while and then asked, "When do you usually leave work?"

"Around nine o'clock."

"Okay, if you meet that pregnant woman tonight, you can tear up this talisman, and I will come as soon as possible."

Yan Qiao took out a talisman from his pocket, actually from his portable space, and handed it to Song Shiyan.

Looking at the talisman, Song Shiyan was rarely silent, and asked uncertainly, "Can I trust you?"

"There's nothing you can do if you don't believe it."

Song Shiyan: "."

Yan Qiao was not used to him, so he just replied lightly, and then left the coffee shop, leaving Song Shiyan sitting there alone.

Song Shiyan looked at the yellow talisman paper in his hand that looked like a ghost-drawing talisman, and suddenly burst into laughter.

But he still folded the yellow talisman and put it in his coat pocket, but what he didn't see was the flash of light on the yellow talisman.

Since Yan Qiao was reborn, she has never been to this company that she single-handedly supported.

She came to the company at this time without notifying anyone.

So it was no surprise that I was stopped by the young lady at the front desk.

"Miss, do you have an appointment?" The young lady smiled kindly and spoke softly.

Yan Qiao thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "No, then I'll make a phone call first."

The lady at the front desk didn't change her smile, but she brought him to the waiting area in the lobby, and took a glass of water and put it in front of Yan Qiao: "Miss, please sit here for a while."

Yan Qiao nodded, but she praised her company's service in her heart.

When the young lady left, there was a disdainful laugh from the side.

Yan Qiao heard the reputation and looked over, and what she saw was a cute and well-dressed girl.

It's just that the sarcasm on her face at this time abruptly ruined this cuteness, and she looked much more hideous.

Yan Qiao only glanced at her indifferently, then looked away, people she didn't know were not worth her trouble.

"What kind of eyes do you have!"

But that delicate girl was not happy, that gaze that didn't pay attention to anyone directly ignited her anger.

However, Yan Qiao didn't even give her a glance, and tapped her phone a few times with her slender fingers.

Seeing that he had said a lot of words but did not get any response from Yan Qiao, the delicate girl's expression became even uglier.

"Hey! Miss Ben is talking to you, and you dare to ignore Miss Ben. Believe it or not, Miss Ben will have you kicked out!"

"The president of this company is Miss Ben's boyfriend!"

Speaking of which, the delicate girl raised her head proudly, with a proud face, but she was always paying attention to Yan Qiao's movements from the corner of her eye.

Hearing this, Yan Qiao's brows and eyes moved slightly, and then she slowly raised her eyes to look at her.

"You said the president is your boyfriend?"

"Yes." The delicate girl nodded confidently, and then looked at her with vigilance: "With your appearance, even if you cheat on my boyfriend, it's impossible to even look at you."

"Is that your boyfriend?"

Yan Qiao looked at the people who came in a hurry, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The delicate girl turned her head back half-believingly, but her eyes lit up when she saw Wan En, and she immediately trotted to pounce on her.

Wan En's hair stood up when he saw her. He quickly staggered his steps and touched his heart. He was so scared to death.

"It seems that our president's luck is quite good." Yan Qiao said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wan En felt a shudder down his spine and shouted in his heart that it was not good.

With a sullen face, he made a phone call: "Well, come here and throw her out for me, and let me see her in the company later, you all wait to get fired."

"Wan En~" The voice was so full of twists and turns, it was extremely charming.

But in Wan En's eyes, it was like a reminder that his whole body was exploding.

"Stay away from me!" He could only warn through gritted teeth.

It wasn't until the security guard came over and dragged the person out that Wan En's tense face relaxed.

"boss"

"It seems that President Wan is doing well in the company, not only has the power, but also beautiful women rush up."

Yan Qiao gave him a look, stood up and walked to the elevator first.

"Where can I be? I'm just a working man." Wan En felt that he had been wronged and followed him quickly.

Only the young lady at the front desk was left stunned and stared at the backs of the two leaving.

So did she know some terrible secret?

(End of this chapter)