After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

The man stopped tapping his temples with his fingers, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a calm voice, "I won't go."

Yang Bo didn't ask any more questions.

Tomorrow is the death anniversary of the late wife, the fifth master’s mother. Every year on this day, Mr. Wu would sit in front of his wife's grave all day long.

Even the presence of the rival Qilin Chaebol president could not make Mr. Rong Wu change his itinerary.

…

As we all know, the old Rong family in Imperial City has four masters.

The eldest master Rong Shu, the second master Rong An, the third master Rong De, and the fourth master Rong Yong.

In the large square courtyard of the old Rong family in the imperial city, the four gentlemen were sitting in four directions: east, west, north and south.

The fifth master Rong Feng has been very powerful in the past two years, but Rong Feng and these four masters are not one and the same. His rise and fall are not directly related to them. On the contrary, because Rong Feng took away a lot of their business, the old Rong family declined and their foundation was shaken.

Rong Shu, the uncle of the Rong family, plucked the tea in his hand, looked up at his younger brothers who seemed to be in harmony with each other in the room, and said: "Imagine you are really useful, you actually let that bastard ride on our heads. Dominating. Be a blessing.”

Rong An chuckled, "It turned out that three years ago, there was a woman in Xicheng who was that bastard's weakness. You guys just wanted to use that woman to make that bastard miserable. Let me tell you, you can obviously use it. She does more."

Rong De said sternly: "It's been so long, why is the second brother bringing it up?"

Rong Yong rubbed the seat handle with his hand and said: "Tomorrow is the death anniversary of that bastard's mother. As usual, he will go to the cemetery to stay for the whole day. At the charity party tomorrow night, Zhu Lin, the president of the Kirin chaebol, will be there. Let me tell you, Tomorrow is a good opportunity to win over Zhu Lin.”

Rong Shu smiled and said: "Rong Yong is right. Tomorrow is a good opportunity for us to turn around. If we can establish cooperation with the Qilin Chaebol, we four brothers will have hope to turn around."

…

The Kirin Chaebol plane landed steadily at the airport. Nanhuang, wearing a clean white shirt, blue jeans, black Martin boots, a mask and a hat, calmly got off the plane.

Lu Yuanze and Hei Shi helped her hold it in salute.

The evening breeze blew, and the woman raised her head, her starry eyes flashing, and she saw the tall, domineering and strong man in front of her. The man held two little friends in each hand.

Nanhuang smiled: "Xiao Jin, Mimi."

The two little friends who were wrapped like meatballs couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to get down. Nanlin bent down and put down the two babies. The two two-year-old little friends kicked their short legs and spread them. The little meaty arm ran towards Nanhuang.

"Mom!!"

"Mom!!"

Nanhuang knelt down and hugged the two little treasures one by one.

"Mom, I miss Mom!"

"I miss Mom so much, and I dream about Mom."

Nanhuang kissed a few times on the left and right, "Mom, I miss you too." She said with a smile, "How about, do you want to have fun with your uncle?"

"Happy!" Xiao Jin said.

"Happy!" Mimi opened her arms and expressed great happiness.

Nanlin approached, Nanhuang smiled and shouted: "Brother."

"You have no conscience. Fortunately, my brother is so good to you. You are the last one to see him." Nanlin put a windbreaker on her, took a scarf and wrapped it tightly around her, wrapping Nanhuang into a rice dumpling. . "It's windy at the airport. Go home first and don't catch a cold."

Nanhuang felt the warmth of the scarf and smiled slightly: "Yes."

Xiao Jin gestured: "Jiujiuwu..."

Mimi smiled and said: "Mom, wear it."

Nanlin knocked the two little ones on the head: "You know how to betray your uncle."

Nanhuang knew that the warmth in her clothes and scarf was provided by Nanlin all the way. Seeing Nanlin fussing with his two little friends, she felt extremely warm in her heart.

The car drove to the Imperial City five-star hotel, and Nanlin took Nanhuang mother and son to the top floor of the hotel.

Lu Yuanze explained from the side: "Miss, this five-star hotel is now under the name of Qilin Zaibatsu. Miss, you can live here freely."

Nanhuang nodded.

Lu Yuanze said: "Hei Shi and I live on the floor below. Mother Yang will come over later and will also live on the floor below. If you need anything, you can call us."

Nanhuang smiled and nodded, "You guys are tired after coming all the way. Go get some rest."

The two little ones followed Nanlin in pushing the suitcase. Nanlin pretended that he couldn't push it, and the little friends tried their best.

Finally pushing into the house, Xiao Jin and Mimi were exhausted and gasping for breath.

There is a suite on the top floor. The room is very large. The living room alone is 100 square meters. There are four large rooms next to it. Nanhuang and his two little treasures occupy a mother-child room with two connected rooms. Nanlin lives in the next room. There is floor heating in the room, with a constant temperature of 20 degrees.

Nanlin put the suitcase for her, and Nanhuang knelt down to pick up scarves and coats for the two little treasures one by one.

Nan Lin passed by and asked Nan Huang: "Are you going to see your parents tomorrow?"

After the accident happened to Nan Zhixian and his wife, the two siblings had limited abilities and were worried that their parents' peace would be disturbed by the Nan family in Nancheng, so they finally chose to be buried in the Imperial City Cemetery.

After not returning to Country Z for three years, Nanhuang felt uneasy when he came back this time. She took off Xiao Jin's scarf, took off his heavy coat and said, "Go, take Xiao Jin and Mimi with you too, let them see their grandchildren."

Xiao Jin looked at Nanhuang, opened his big round eyes and asked, "Mom, are you guys going to see grandpa and grandma?"

Nanhuang smiled and touched his little face, "Yes."

Xiao Jin opened his arms, "It's so easy to mess with!"

Mimi was also very happy: "Meet grandpa and grandma!"

Nanhuang smiled and nodded their heads. "I just know how to make trouble."

Nanlin prepared the milk and greeted the two little treasures. "Xiao Jin, Mimi, come here and buy a cup to drink with grandma."

The two children went to pester their uncle again with their short legs.

There is a large crib in the small room, enough for two children to sleep.

Nanhuang made the bed, and Xiaojin and Mimi climbed onto the bed themselves.

Most children like to sleep in their mother's arms at night, but Xiaojin and Mimi are different. As long as they sleep together, they are perfectly at ease.

After taking care of the two children, Nanhuang looked at the two children beside the baby's bed.

Legend says that among the descendants of the divine eye, one person will inherit the divine eye, and the other will not survive until the age of 18.

So before Xiaojin and Mimi were born, Nanhuang was really worried.

Without Rong Feng, how to choose the inheritance of the divine eye? If you were exposed to colds during infancy, wouldn't it mean that you would have a fever every day?

After the birth of her two little babies, even after a cesarean section, Nanhuang had to get up and check on her children. Only after confirming that the two children were fine did she feel relieved.

Seven days later, the children finally began to open their eyes, and Nanhuang observed the eyes of the two children. Xiao Jin's eyes were dark like Rong Feng's, with faint red lines. Mimi's eyes are normal Z country people's dark eyes.

At that time, Nanhuang confirmed that the curse had been passed down.