Text Chapter 139: Miss Song, who is blessed and has a thin life
When Song Yunxuan woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the morning of the next day.
She slept a little too much, her mind was still dazed, and she raised her hand to support her head before getting up.
The side is already empty.
Chu Mochen doesn't like to sleep lazy.
She didn't happen to be in the mood to sleep until dawn.
put on a bathrobe and went to the bathroom to take a bath, but there was no figure of Chu Mochen, she thought that he might have gone out early.
However, it was only four o'clock in the morning, which was too early.
She sat on the couch for a while after taking a shower, with two missed calls and two text messages on her phone.
One was sent back by the people she sent out to keep an eye on Song Yunying, and the other was sent back by Song Yunying herself.
And those two phone calls, one was made by Song Yunying, and the other was made by someone staring at Song Yunying.
It seems that the two of them didn't get through on the phone, so they turned to her to send her a message.
The content of the message was within her expectations.
Song Yunying was willing to stand on her side.
Turning off the phone screen, she raised the corners of her lips.
This is just right, she is short of helpers by her side, although Song Yunying once wanted to harm her.
Although some people have said that they don't need to be unfaithful a hundred times, but many years of experience have taught her that there are no permanent enemies and no permanent friends in the mall.
Yes, it's just an eternal benefit.
Since Song Yunying is useful to her, why doesn't she use it?
She reached for the collar of her yukata and turned her head to look out the window at the night.
Thoughts fly.
The second hand ticks.
Outside the window, the night faded for a minute, and the dark blue sky gradually turned to a light blue, and then brightened.
At six o'clock, the door was pushed open.
Chu Mochen lowered his footsteps and entered the door.
Song Yunxuan kept her eyes on him.
He closed the door, and when he looked back, he realized that she had been looking at him all along: "So you are awake." β
"Hmm." She answered.
Although the quality of sleep has improved a lot recently, it is still not the same as most normal people.
She has that dream, a dream of a tragic death in the previous life, as long as she closes her eyes, the demon in her heart will emerge.
She was scared, afraid that she would cry out in hatred when she fell asleep.
So, she couldn't sleep because she was worried.
The quality of sleep has also been very poor.
Chu Mochen changed into a suit, still dark as always, but he wore a white shirt without a tie, and the two buttons on the collar were unbuttoned.
He saw the skin on his neckline, and even his collarbone as he leaned over.
I think of last night, and my cheeks are a little hot.
"Where have you been?"
"Huo Ting also lives in this hotel, and asked me out for a drink at two o'clock."
"Nightclub?"
"Where would I go to that kind of place after you're asleep."
Song Yunxuan reached out and put her blazer on both sides, close to his chest and sniffed it.
"What? Smell perfume? β
Song Yunxuan was lying lazily on the sofa, as if she was a little more energetic just now, and now she was completely unenergetic.
"It's okay, it's only vogart."
Chu Mochen held her in his arms: "I'll take you to meet someone today." β
"The guy you asked me to see yesterday?"
She remembered what Chu Mochen had told her yesterday.
Chu Mochen nodded noncommittally: "Let's go if we eat something, otherwise he should go back today." β
Song Yunxuan raised her head suspiciously: "What kind of big man, so spectrum?" β
Chu Mochen's thumb scraped her cheek, and seemed to love her slippery, tender cheeks: "You can find out when you go with me to meet her." β
Song Yunxuan lowered her eyelashes, her long eyelashes covering the look in her pupils, as if she agreed, and nodded slightly.
After she had dinner with Chu Mochen, she went to the hotel suite that Chu Mochen said to meet the person.
After entering the door, I found that there was an old man in the room, the old man was thin, his complexion was darker than that of the locals, and his eyes were cloudy, and he looked to be in his seventies.
Song Yunxuan turned her head and looked at Chu Mochen inexplicably: "Who is this gentleman?" β
Chu Mochen hugged her in: "The bone-touching master invited by Thailand." β
Song Yunxuan's eyes were cold, and the steps under her feet stopped: "It's okay to invite a Thai bone touching master to do something?" β
"A few days ago, a cousin of our family gave birth to a son, and I invited the old gentleman to come and show him, and I also asked this old gentleman to touch his bones when I was a child, so I left him for a few days."
Chu Mochen had actually stayed with this old gentleman for a while, and he invited the old gentleman over specifically for Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan stopped and didn't move forward, which made Chu Mochen feel strange: "What's wrong?" β
"Our Song family is not superstitious."
"Well, just let the old gentleman see it a little, this old gentleman is very godly, and he also saw the house for the Chu family's old house when he was a child."
Of course, Song Yunxuan knew that this old gentleman had seen the Chu family's mansion, and she recognized this old gentleman at a glance as the old gentleman who had touched her bones, and he was indeed a god man.
Gu Cheng listened to this old gentleman's words, so he repaired the swimming pool in the Gu family's mansion that constantly circulated living water 24 hours a day.
She didn't want to come closer.
Chu Mochen grabbed her shoulders and spoke to her: "I heard that I saw a ghost when your father was in the hospital before, and you were also there at that time......
"What do you suspect?" She looked at him with a sharp and cold look in her eyes.
Chu Mochen immediately became cold and sharp when he saw her, smiled and gently comforted her: "I'm just afraid that you will be rubbed by a ghost and ruin your luck." β
Song Yunxuan looked at the old gentleman who touched the bones, and felt a little calmer.
That's when we moved forward.
His old gentleman was very old, but his ears were not bad, and when he heard her walking, he set his eyes on her.
She met the old gentleman's eyes, and the old gentleman's eyes narrowed.
Song Yunxuan, accompanied by Chu Mochen, sat opposite the old gentleman.
It was indeed strange that she borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul, but she didn't believe that this old gentleman could really see something by ingenuity.
After all, this is no ordinary thing.
The old gentleman opened his mouth and said something.
The interpreter standing next to the old gentleman immediately spoke up and translated politely: "Miss Song, please stretch out your hand." β
Song Yunxuan stretched out her hand and looked at the old gentleman coldly.
The old gentleman didn't really touch her bones, but lowered his eyes, carefully looked at the hand prints on her palms, and then turned his head to find something to wipe his eyes.
The old gentleman didn't have any superfluous words during the whole process, and his expression didn't look like a fuss.
Song Yunxuan was sure that this old gentleman couldn't see anything.
Chu Mochen said gently: "I don't know how my fiancΓ©e's luck has been lately?" β
The old gentleman said something.
Miss Translator immediately smiled and said, "Mr. said that Miss Song will rise step by step." β
Song Yunxuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Of course, she will rise step by step.
The Song family is already in power, although there is still Song Yunqiang in the Song family who refuses to hand over the position, but she has a way to take office as soon as possible.
The old gentleman was right.
But then, the old gentleman said something again.
The smile on the translator's face retracted, and her voice was slightly lowered: "It's just that Mr. said that although Miss Song has had good luck recently, she should be careful that there are villains in the way." β
Song Yunxuan nodded.
The old gentleman had only said these two words, and then shook his head and said no more.
Song Yunxuan saw that the old gentleman didn't see anything, so she got up and left with Chu Mochen.
Song Yunxuan complained to him blamelessly: "Why didn't you tell me last night that I was going to see Mr. Moji?" β
Chu Mochen hooked his lips and smiled: "I'm afraid that if I told you last night, you will be uneasy." β
"There's nothing to be restless about."
Chu Mochen, shouldn't it be suspicious of her ghostly body?
She turned her head to look at Chu Mochen with some apprehension.
Chu Mochen saw her staring at herself and asked her, "What's wrong?" β
"What rumors did you listen to and suspect that I was a ghost, right?"
Chu Mochen couldn't help but laugh: "How can there be ghosts in such a developed society now, you think too much." β
Song Yunxuan yawned when she heard him say this.
Chu Mochen saw that she was a little tired, and asked her with concern: "I got up too early this morning, do you want to go back and make up for sleep?" β
"It's fine." She went back to sleep.
But after Chu Mochen sent her down, he turned around with deep eyes and returned to the room of the gentleman who touched the bones.
Mr. Touchbone heard him open the door, and was about to struggle to get up from the sofa chair with his crutches.
Chu Mochen hurriedly came over to support him: "Don't move." β
The female translator's face turned a little pale, and she turned her head to look at Chu Mochen: "Chu Shao, since you left, the old gentleman asked me to call you and insisted on seeing you." β
"What's going on?" Chu Mochen also felt that something was wrong.
The translator lady translated Chu Mochen's question to the old gentleman, and the old gentleman spoke a Thai that Chu Mochen didn't understand very well.
The female translator considered and organized the language for a moment before she spoke: "The old gentleman said that the girl you brought over just now...... Not suitable for marrying. β
Chu Mochen was stunned and frowned: "Reason." β
The old gentleman seemed to understand Chu Mochen's words of asking the reason, and said a lot of words to Chu Mochen.
Chu Mochen could only understand a few words, and after the translator listened patiently, he turned his head and spoke to Chu Mochen: "The old gentleman said that the girl knew that it was a blessed noble life just by looking at the palm prints, but she had a thin life, and I am afraid that she would not be able to accompany Chu Shao for too long." β
The expression in Chu Mochen's eyes became deeper and deeper, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.
For a long time, Chu Mochen didn't speak.
The old gentleman was still talking, and the translator kept translating to him: "That girl has a manly heart, and she probably died with a deep hatred in her previous life, so now with anger and murderous aura, as long as this girl gets revenge, she will die immediately." β
Chu Mochen's heart sank when he heard this, and after a long time, he spoke: "Is there a way to crack it?" β
Only then did the old gentleman open his mouth and ask the translator to translate a sentence to him: "The old gentleman said that twenty-five years ago, she had seen such a thin and blessed person, it was Gu Changge of Yuncheng, although his father had tried his best to save it, but she still did not live past the age of thirty-two, this girl has the same life as her." β
"If I do, I'll help her build a big pool......"
"The old gentleman said that Miss Song is different from Gu Changge, Gu Changge is just a simple life, and Miss Song was born to take revenge, this calamity is a big revenge, and this big revenge is life, as long as she takes revenge, she will die, this calamity can't be broken, unless she can't take revenge for the rest of her life."
Although Chu Mochen felt that what the old gentleman said was mysterious, he was convinced.
Because the big swimming pool of the Gu family was indeed built for Gu Changge's life.
And Gu Changge did not live a long life.
So you want Song Yunxuan to live? Do you want to listen to Mr. Bone's words, stop her from climbing to a high place, and prevent her from taking revenge?