Ye Wanyu's heart trembled: "Liu Yang, what's wrong with you? Are you sick again?"
In an instant, Liu Yang wanted to cry. What does it mean to be sick? Am I sick?
"No," Liu Yang shook his head without tears, "You should remember what my grandfather does, right?"
"I heard from grandpa that your grandpa seems to be a fortune teller, right?" Ye Wanyu said thoughtfully.
In Ye Wanyu's heart, she didn't believe in fortune telling at all, thinking it was feudal superstition. She even felt that people who tell fortunes were cheating.
This is why Ye Wanyu was so angry when she found out that Liu Yang was setting up a stall on the overpass to tell fortunes.
"What's wrong?" Ye Wanyu asked.
"Ahem——"
Liu Yang pretended to cough twice and said: "I got some true information from my grandfather. Judging from the Feng Shui pattern here, there may be a coffin under the factory building."
"Coffin?" Ye Wanyu was stunned. After she came to her senses, she frowned and said, "What are you talking about? Which eye of yours saw the coffin?"
Originally, Liu Yang wanted to say that there were many bones under the factory building, but he was afraid that saying it would scare Ye Wanyu. However, Ye Wanyu didn't even believe there was a coffin.
Liu Yang didn't know how to explain it, because judging from Ye Wanyu's expression, she didn't believe it at all.
"Really, Wanyu, you believe me this time," Liu Yang said plausibly.
Ye Wanyu often heard her grandfather mention that Liu Yang's grandfather was very kind to the Ye family and helped the Ye family achieve great fortune, which is why the Ye family has its current wealth and status.
But Ye Wanyu still doesn't want to believe it to this day.
Looking at the persistence in Liu Yang's eyes, and then thinking about his grandfather's belief in this, is it true that in this world, there is such a thing as fate, luck, and feng shui?
"Wanyu, think about it, why are so many people on the construction site sick, and you too, suddenly developed a fever for no reason," Liu Yang whispered.
"——"
Ye Wanyu's delicate body trembled, as if there was something really strange about this matter.
"Then what should we do now?" Ye Wanyu asked softly.
Liu Yang said seriously: "Don't let the construction team continue digging."
"But -" Ye Wanyu was confused: "But our people are only responsible for digging trenches for cables. The people digging in the factory are from the construction team. I heard that people from the construction company are related to Mr. Fang.
"
"Once the coffin is dug out and exposed to the sun, the consequences will be—"
Liu Yang didn't dare to say the next words.
"You really didn't lie to me, are you just talking nonsense?" Ye Wanyu asked again.
Liu Yang said with a sad face: "You are my wife, would I lie to you?"
Hearing the word "wife", Ye Wanyu's cheeks suddenly flew away, her shy and pretty face became even more charming, and Liu Yang couldn't help but feel swayed when he saw it.
Liu Yang said so confidently, Ye Wanyu nodded: "Then I believe you, but if this matter is true, you will be happy."
Ye Wanyu said fiercely, but Liu Yang felt that his wife was not to mention how cute she was.
"The contractor of the construction project happens to be here. I'll go talk to him." Ye Wanyu dropped these words and walked towards a temporary color steel panel house.
This is a dormitory where construction site workers temporarily rest and sleep.
A tall, thick-set middle-aged man wearing a safety helmet was standing at the door of a house. He held an extremely charming woman in one hand, and held a cigarette in the other, puffing away the smoke.
of comfort.
When Liu Yang and Ye Wanyu walked up to him, his eyes kept glancing up and down Ye Wanyu's body. Her eyebrows were like distant daisies, her eyes were like autumn water, she had a beautiful face, she looked like a fairy, and she was wearing a hip-hugging top.
The OL uniform, with its bulging front and back, those long legs, and that figure, almost made the contractor drool.
The contractor's hand was originally placed on the buttocks of the woman next to him. When Ye Wanyu came to him, he immediately felt that his woman no longer smelled good, so he subconsciously took his evil hand away.
The charming woman had a look of resentment on her face. Looking at Ye Wanyu's pretty face with picturesque features, she suddenly felt jealous.
"Mr. Ye, what's the matter? Do you have a problem with me?" the contractor said with a smile.
"Mr. Wan, there is something I want to talk to you about alone," Ye Wanyu said seriously.
Liu Yang looked at the contractor who was called Wan Zhong. The big gold chain around his neck was particularly eye-catching.
You don't need to guess to know that Mr. Wan looks like a contractor, but this project was taken over by him. He just affiliated with a construction company and the project payment was transferred to this company.
Mr. Wan is the big benefactor.
Liu Yang was very curious. Mr. Wan, who was wearing a dog leash and looked like a nouveau riche, was simply a rough man. What was his relationship with Fang Shaoneng?
As the eldest son of a big family, Fang Xingkun should disdain being associated with him.
"What, you asked me to stop working?"
Mr. Wan's roar could be heard in his ears, and Ye Wanyu's words made Mr. Wan extremely excited.
Mr. Wan was a little excited: "Mr. Ye, you are also a modern woman and a successful person. How can you believe these crooked things?"
"I--"
Ye Wanyu was speechless.
In fact, Ye Wanyu didn't really believe it in her heart.
Ye Wanyu looked at Liu Yang and said, "My lover's grandfather is a fortune teller, and he also knows a little about this aspect."
Is this guy Mr. Ye’s husband?
I heard that Ye Wanyu's husband is a live-in son-in-law.
Thinking of this, Mr. Wan looked at Liu Yang and spat on the ground: "Bah, you are still a fortune teller, Mr. Ye, I told you, if their family is really so capable, will they let him be their son-in-law?"
For the sake of Ye Wanyu's beauty, Mr. Wan didn't want to argue with her, but Liu Yang was different. He had a look of contempt on his face and cursed directly.
Liu Yang frowned and walked over: "If you scold me, I am not as knowledgeable as you, but if you dare to insult my grandfather, I will make you look good."
"Ha ha--"
After Mr. Wan was stunned for a moment, he laughed loudly, pointed at Liu Yang, looked at the other people in the engineering team, and said loudly: "Look what this son-in-law said, does he want me to look good?"
"Boy, since you don't even want a man's face, you should behave in a humble manner, you know?"
Mr. Wan took a few steps closer, patted Liu Yang on the shoulder twice, and said with a provocative look on his face.
"Snapped!"
The slap was loud, and Liu Yang slapped him directly on the face.
"——"
In an instant, the construction site, which was originally filled with noisy machinery, suddenly became silent.
No one thought that a son-in-law who came to the house would dare to attack Mr. Wan, who was known as the tyrant!
There were dozens, if not hundreds, of people eating under Mr. Wan, and yet a visiting son-in-law dared to beat him on the construction site.
Everyone's eyes almost popped out of their heads. Does this guy think he has a long life?
"What the hell, you dare to hit me?"
Mr. Wan was angry. In a rage, he bent down and picked up a brick.