I'm an Immortal Descendant

Feng Rou who was on the other side of the phone remained silent for a while, she was very angry.

It was really hard for her to get married to Wang Yu.

Who am I, Feng Rou?

She was a goddess of high status. She was extremely beautiful, had a voluptuous figure, and was also a wealthy woman.

Who are you, Wang Yu?

A poor, dead scumbag, he knew nothing but soft food.

Furthermore, the most annoying thing was that he was still thinking about his dead wife.

My Feng Family is the Prominent Class of the East River, a billionaire.

Being able to marry you is already a blessing that you have accumulated for eight lifetimes.

You should have been humble enough to dare to mention breaking the engagement. No, it should have been a divorce. The morning marriage certificate had already been pulled.

I, Feng Rou, was actually divorced.

Or was he divorced by a scumbag …

There was no way to accept it.

How was this possible?

God, what a joke.

A strong sense of humiliation welled up from the bottom of her heart, but Boss Feng Rou was still Boss Feng Rou after all.

I am high above, pure and clean.

Her voice was still cold as she said, "You want to raise the price?"

Yes!

He had to posture like this to make Wang Yu understand that his marriage had nothing to do with personal feelings.

It was purely driven by benefits.

It was a fake marriage.

Yes, it had nothing to do with feelings, did it?

And what you are doing right now, to me, Feng Rou, is simply raising the price on the spot.

Wang Yu said: "Of course not, I'm worried that it will hurt you."

For my sake?

Afraid of hurting me?

That's like a human word, but you have a little conscience.

Wait a minute.

I, Feng Rou, was quite rational to actually be provoked by him and have his emotions rise and fall.

As expected of a scum man, he truly knew how to tease.

Feng Rou said: "I, Feng Rou, have roamed the entire mall. I have never seen anything like this before."

That day, I got slapped by you. That's a FB, for a woman, it must be a huge matter.

But when I got back to the company I still had meetings and I still worked.

It was still delicious after all.

It's all right. What else can't I bear?

Wang Yu didn't know how to explain it to Feng Rou.

That she had been possessed by a ghost?

Second Madam still wants to deal with this ghost?

To be honest, since Wang Yu didn't want to hurt Zhai Qing, he didn't either.

Zhai Qing loves it the most in this life.

Feng Rou knew about each other's deep relationships, and she had even tried to prove it.

It's so hard to be a man.

Wang Yu said: "Do you believe that there's a ghost in this world?"

Previously, Wang Yu didn't believe it either.

But before this, he did not believe there was a feeling of Qi, and in the end, the Wang did.

Feng Rou said, "Of course not."

However, after saying that, he became silent.

The tattoo that appeared for no reason.

There were also so many strange situations that had happened recently.

It was really strange.

However, if there were ghosts in the world, then so many people would have to die.

Unless Zhai Qing appeared in front of her again.

As for her strange actions, she was more willing to believe that it was because one of her abilities was awakening.

Feng Rou did not believe in ghosts, then the prerequisite for Wang Yu to communicate with her was gone.

There was no way to talk to her.

Wang Yu muttered to himself and felt that a divorce was best.

It would make sense to leave the safety amulet under her pillow.

Zhai Qing could also be because she had distanced herself away, so she did not continue to pester Feng Rou.

Without Feng Rou's accurate target, the Second Madam might not be able to deal with Zhai Qing.

This was also the best form of protection for Zhai Qing.

Wang Yu said: "Anyway, divorce me."

Heh, you're still trying.

"Tonight's feast will continue. Will you come or not …"

Pa, this time Feng Rou directly hung up the phone.

Boss Feng Rou was not used to useless men.

I'm worried about marrying?

Wang Yu sighed, it was really hard to be a man, even if there were hardships, he had to bear it himself.

Good luck.

Although Feng Rou could not eat anymore, it did not mean that the wealthy lady's path was impossible.

On the contrary, it easily raised more than a million.

Wang Yu planned to take out a bottle of pills to sell.

Then, rush to Wang and ask him to arrange a new rich woman for her.

The requirements weren't high, so he made another one based on Feng Rou's standards.

It's best if it's still something like that.

Pills were items that were controlled by the government. Normal people couldn't buy or sell them.

However, Wang Yu had already figured out the way to sell them.

He took out his cell phone and searched a body training complex.

There was a coach there, and they were all at the door of the medicine store.

The nearest one was called the Qing Yun Physical Training Hall.

It wasn't far, just the coffee table where his second wife met him, three kilometers away.

When he arrived, he saw that the students inside were also cultivating.

The popularity of body cultivation in Dongjiang was far beyond what Tian'an could compare with.

The ten martial families had a child as Body Cultivator.

However, almost every child in the East River was a body cultivator.

Therefore, there are many large and small body cultivators.

The coach was a man in his thirties who asked Wang Yu upon seeing him, "Student, are you here to register?"

Wang Yu slightly released a sense of his own Qi.

"I'm here to sell pills."

The other party was surprised. "You're from outside the city?"

"That's right, should we accept the highest quality Mind Pill?"

The coach said, "We'll take it. What's the quality and price?"

The black market could not buy the purest Mind Pill.

Usually, after they received it, they would dilute it. Otherwise, where would they get the profits from?

Those who did not know would see the difference. If they did not understand, then they would be cheated.

"The quality should be very high. You will pay the price."

"Show me …"

Wang Yu poured one for him.

The coach used a knife to scrape off a bit of the pill, before placing it under an instrument to examine it. When he saw the data list, he was greatly surprised, "Little brother, this pill of yours is of one hundred percent quality. Are you sure you want to sell it?"

Normally, the pills that Awakened ones would buy from the government channels would also be discounted. Eighty to ninety percent of them were of high quality, and only those with one hundred percent of the highest quality could be found on special pills.

"Sell, give a price."

The coach looked at Wang Yu up and down as he thought to himself, this brat's sense of smell was not low, if he could take out this kind of pill, could it be that a prodigal son of some family wanted to sell these pills for a sportscar?

This was something that he'd encountered before.

"Thirty thousand!"

Reasonable.

"I'll sell ten of them."

The other party was very meticulous as he examined the pills one by one.

If there was a fake one, then he would have wasted his efforts.

After he was done, he transferred the money to Wang Yu.

"Student, next time you have this kind of goods, you can come over at any time."

Wang Yu replied.

After receiving the money, Wang Yu did not have any heat, and directly charged the Wang's Heaven Dao Balance.

The three hundred thousand was transferred over.

As expected, as soon as the money was filled, the rolled up paper slowly reopened.

Paper: Ouch, what's going on.

It's all money.

There were a lot of scenes.

Wang Yu: Dad, your son is divorced.

Paper: What?