While cleaning up the mess, Shui Dong said: "Young Master Fu, this dead girl doesn't even take you seriously, and I don't know what kind of sect she is." ”

At this time, Fu Anran's whole body was full of pain and qi, and when he heard this door again, he directly fainted and died.

……

After Lingyun finished cleaning up, she clapped her hands and returned to Fu Xiuyun's office.

As soon as she arrived, the mystic technique on Fu Xiuyun's body was unraveled, and the person woke up slowly.

The little girl and the sun were smiling.

Fu Xiuyun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt like a dream: "Ah Yun? ”

Lingyun didn't know where to move a chair and sat opposite Fu Xiuyun, holding her little face and smiling.

"Little uncle, you've slept for a long time."

Fu Xiuyun?

Slept for a long time?

In Fu Xiuyun's memory, he had been working on the documents and did not have any sleepiness, he subconsciously looked at the time, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

That is, half an hour has passed.

Fu Xiuyun twisted his eyebrows tiredly: "I'm sorry Ah Yun, maybe I'm too tired during this time." ”

Saying that, Fu Xiuyun put down the work in his hand and asked Lingyun gently: "It's still early, is Ah Yun bored at home?" Want to hang out? ”

It's all the same tone as it treats children.

Since the last time Lingyun was spread out in front of Fu Xiuyun, he didn't cover up in front of Fu Xiuyun.

Ling Yunxiu frowned slightly, and her cold gaze fell on the pile of documents piled up on the desk, "Does Ah Yun have to face so much workload every day?" ”

Fu Xiuyun was stunned for a moment.

Not really.

Most of these things are just the ones he looked up lately.

Because of a dream.

In the past, Fu Xiuyun never believed in the theory of metaphysical strange powers, but if it is put to the present, especially if he has experienced it himself, there are some things that he can't believe it.

Lingyun smiled and picked up a document to look through.

After reading it, Lingyun smiled.

Where is the report plan in the folder, but the information of several major families in today's Xuanmen.

One of the Fu family was marked out by Fu Xiuyun with a red pen.

"Xuanmen?" Lingyun smiled lightly: "If Ah Yun wants to know about Xuanmen, it is better to ask me directly, I am more familiar than them." ”

The people that Lingyun refers to are naturally the people in the Xuanmen that Fu Xiuyun is looking for.

Fu Xiuyun lowered his eyes, raised his hand to scoop the little girl into his arms, rubbed the little girl's head as if deflated, and sighed: "Ah Yun, I want to know more about you." ”

Lingyun hooked the man's neck and smiled like a flower, "Ah Yun wants to know what to ask me directly." ”

Fu Xiuyun didn't hide it from her, hugged the little girl, took out a document from the pile of documents and put it in front of the little girl.

"This Fu family."

Fu Xiuyun pointed to the Fu family marked red in the document, and frowned: "Ah Yun, I heard when I was a child that the Fu family was a branch of the Fu family, an ancient family. ”

"Xuanmen Fu family?" Lingyun murmured.

She looked at Fu Xiuyun, the man's eyebrows were burning, and he was very handsome and charming.

The vitality of the eyebrows is completely different from the young man in the illusion, the person in the illusion is sick and haggard, and has completely lost the yearning for life.

Lingyun lowered her eyelids, and for a moment she wanted to come to her senses.

There was a thud outside the door, and the nightingale's voice came in from outside.

"Fourth young master, our president is working, you want to see someone, I'll go in first and let you know."

The nightingale shouted very loudly, as if he was deliberately reporting to the two inside.

Fourth brother?

Lingyun chuckled in her heart, and hurriedly jumped off Fu Xiuyun's leg.