"Kick, kick, kick......"

The sound of women kicking their high heels echoed through the museum, getting closer and closer to them.

"Mr. Gao, what's wrong with your legs, do you want to rest?"

Ye Zhenzhen's voice sounded, and in the next second, she and a man appeared around the corner at the end of the gallery.

Ye Zhenzhen was holding a man, who was about thirty years old, tall, and magnificent.

It's just that his legs and feet are not good, and he walks with a limp, as if he is injured.

In this air-conditioned and cool art museum, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the man's forehead, and he was sweating profusely.

The man didn't take a few steps as if he had just finished a marathon, out of breath.

"Miss Ye, I want to take a break. ”

The man looked very hard, and he held on to the wall with one hand and stopped.

"Hee-hee-hee...... Hee-hee-hee-hee......" The child's eerie laughter rang out.

Xiao Zhuo followed the prestige, and the laughter came from the man Ye Zhenzhen was supporting.

Xiao Zhuo stared at the man's leg and faintly saw a transparent figure.

After more than ten seconds, the figure appeared.

A six- or seven-year-old naked little ghost head was clutching the man's right calf.

The little ghost's skin was blue, his lips were purple, his two fangs were exposed outside his lips, and his immature little face had a sinister smile.

The imp's limbs were all on the man's calf, no wonder the man had to walk so hard.

Suddenly, the little ghost opened its bloody mouth, and its two sharp fangs were nearly twenty centimeters long.

The little ghost didn't show mercy, and bit the man's calf hard.

"Ah!" the man's cry was terrible, and a great pain came over his right leg, as if a knife had pierced the bone.

"Bang!" the man fell to the ground, his hands clutching his right calf. In an instant, his face turned pale, and his whole body was in agony.

"Mr. Gao, what's wrong with you?" Su Qing heard Gao Yuxuan's screams and hurriedly ran over.

Liu Zhiming looked at Gao Yuxuan, who was sitting on the ground wailing, and a touch of joy flashed in his eyes.

Gao Yuxuan was sweating profusely in pain, and said intermittently: "Hurry up...... Took me to the hospital, my leg ...... It hurts to death......"

Just when Su Qing hurriedly took out her mobile phone and wanted to call the emergency number, the little ghost on Gao Yuxuan's leg immediately let go of his hand and crawled off him.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......" imp is like a naughty child, bouncing around the art museum again.

He ran and laughed, and after a while, he was gone.

The pain in Gao Yuxuan's leg dissipated instantly, and the originally tightened brows were also stretched.

He stood up and shook his legs, which could move easily and without any discomfort at all.

Gao Yuxuan was puzzled: "It's strange, it doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Su Qing: "Mr. Gao, if you are unwell, go home and rest." ”

Xiao Zhuo looked in Gao Yuxuan's direction and fell into deep thought. The laughter of the little ghost just now was very familiar, it should be the little ghost who was playing prank next to Su Qing's mobile phone in Gao Yuxuan's car a few days ago.

That little ghost has a green face and fangs, and he looks sinister and cunning, not as simple as Ah Qi at all.

Before, Su Yan also heard the laughter of this little ghost on Su Qing's phone, without a hundred years of cultivation, his voice would not be heard by mortals.

This is a powerful ghost with extremely strong mana, and he visually saw that Gao Yuxuan had offended someone, so he was framed by the other party with ghost magic, and deliberately recruited a powerful ghost to kill him.

Xiao Zhuo glanced at the top of Gao Yuxuan's head again, and the dazzling two numbers were shining, 30 on the left and 65 on the right.

Gao Yuxuan still has 35 years to live, and it seems that that little ghost can't kill him, but it can make him injured and disabled.

Gao Yuxuan said gratefully: "Miss Su, thank you for your concern, I'm fine now." ”

After that, Gao Yuxuan kicked his right leg again and moved his muscles.

"I don't know what's going on with my leg, it's been hurting every three or five months for the past six months. It's like being tied to a boulder, and it hurts so much that you can't walk. ”

Ye Zhenzhen said with concern: "Did you go to the hospital for examination?"

Gao Yuxuan nodded: "I checked, but the results given by the doctor did not find any disease." ”

"Mr. Gao, are you ...... I can't get into trouble with something unclean, right?" Liu Zhiming pretended to be mysterious. As for why Gao Yuxuan became like this, he knew better than anyone else.

Gao Yuxuan smiled awkwardly: "It's the era of science in the twenty-first century, I'm an atheist, and I never believe in those gods and ghosts." ”

Liu Zhiming took out a business card, which was printed with the four big characters "Exorcist Master", and there was a phone number under the big characters.

"There are some things that you would rather believe in than believe in them. This master has helped my family to see feng shui before, it is quite reliable, if Mr. Gao needs it, you might as well try it. ”

When Liu Zhiming said this, Gao Yuxuan's heart was already slightly shaken. Since even the doctor couldn't detect the problem in his leg, could it be that he really got into something unclean and haunted by ghosts?

The pain in his leg became more and more intense, and he couldn't even sleep well. Dead horses are live horse doctors, just try it!

Gao Yuxuan took the business card handed by Liu Zhiming: "Okay, I'll try it another day." ”

The corners of Liu Zhiming's lips hooked, and everything was under his control.

Xiao Zhuo leaned lazily against the wall, and the subtle facial expression changes on Liu Zhiming's face fell into his eyes.

He vaguely felt that the little imp with the blue face and fangs had nothing to do with him.

Since someone can help Liu Zhiming change his lifespan, someone can solve his business opponent for Liu Zhiming.

As night falls, the dinner party is about to begin.

"Guys, let's take our seats first. After speaking, Liu Zhiming glanced at Xiao Zhuo with disdain, and said to Su Qing: "Qingqing, you sit next to me tonight, I have something for you." ”

An invisible green light was about to shine on the top of Xiao Zhuo's head, and Xiao Zhuo was about to be angry.

Su Qingmei raised her eyes, her gaze swept over Xiao Zhuo, and she refused: "Zhiming, I want to share a table with my family." ”

That's right, it's right to refuse him!

Xiao Zhuo was very satisfied with his daughter-in-law's answer!

"It's about the development prospects of your Su Group. Liu Zhiming lowered his voice and deliberately did not let Xiao Zhuo hear it.

Su Qing was slightly stunned, for the sake of the Su family, she could only compromise. Pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I promise you." ”

Xiao Zhuo didn't know what Liu Zhiming said to Su Qing, and Su Qing changed his words in the next second.

Xiao Zhuo was in a hurry, he was a dignified seven-foot man, and he couldn't bear his wife being hooked up with by other men no matter what!

He will never let Liu Zhiming succeed, hum!

......

The interior of the Imperial Capital Hotel is majestic and magnificent, comparable to the ancient court.

Those who can come here to spend are either rich or expensive.

Liu Zhiming's birthday banquet cost a lot and chartered the entire hotel.

Fang Lihua looked left and right, surrounded by business elites. Her daughter could have married into a wealthy family and became a broad wife.

As a result, it was all ruined by Xiao Zhuo's stinky dick!

Fang Lihua pinched Su Zhipeng's arm, complaining and complaining: "It's all your father's fault, let us Qingqing marry Xiao Zhuo's waste." Now it's okay, the golden beetle's son-in-law has gone to waste, and there is a useless wreck at home!"

There is no comparison, there is no harm, the more angry she is, Fang Lihua is about to be turned into a resentful woman by Xiao Zhuo's waste son-in-law.

Liu Zhiming beat Xiao Zhuo at 360 degrees, why did the old man of the Su family fall in love with Xiao Zhuo?

"Ouch, don't do it in public. Su Zhipeng wrinkled his face and rubbed his aching arm.

He gently pecked the tea in the cup, moistened his throat, and continued: "My dad has seen more people than you eat salt. He thinks Ah Zhuo is good, so he naturally has his thoughts. As for Zhiming, his family background is indeed excellent, but he is not as down-to-earth as Ah Zhuo. ”

Fang Lihua pinched Su Zhipeng's arm again, expressing her disagreement with his statement.

"Bah, you think Xiao Zhuo is good, that's because you are all the same!"

"Half a month later, on your father's birthday, I have to let him drive Xiao Zhuo away in person! My excellent daughter must not be ruined by Xiao Zhuo, a soft rice eater!"

Fang Lihua looked at these social elites in suits and leather shoes in the hotel, and the more she thought about it, the more unbalanced she became. Obviously, her daughter has the opportunity to become a master, why should she be ruined by Xiao Zhuo for the rest of her life.