In the next few days, Zhuo Bufan was immersed in the life of cultivation. He was originally a senior student at Jinzhou High School, but there was still some time before school started, so he was not in a hurry.
For those people in school who have trampled on me and looked down upon me, I will definitely make them look good.
Just after lunch that day, Ye Ziqin was about to go out to discuss business when Zhuo Bufan stopped him: "Yi Zi."
"Well, what's the matter?" Ye Ziqin wore a gray skirt suit and black stockings, with her hair tied up in a high bun. She looked very capable, with a hint of charm in her elegance.
She was half-bent, holding on to the door frame with one of her arms. She was wearing a pair of peach-colored high heels. Zhuo Bufan was stunned. Such a beautiful wife was married to a loser like him. No wonder Ye Ziqin's relatives,
Her friends and besties all felt sorry for her.
"Ye Zi, can you lend me some money?" Zhuo Bufan said with a blush.
I thought he was sweeping the galaxy in another world, but now he reaches out to ask women for money.
"Didn't I give it to you last time? It was all spent in a week?" Ye Ziqin frowned and stood up straight, with a pair of slim long legs wrapped in black stockings. A flash of disappointment flashed in Qiu Shui's eyes.
He took out a card and handed it to Zhuo Bufan and said: "The company's funds are very tight recently, so save some money."
After saying that, she left.
Zhuo Bufan had complicated thoughts while holding the bank card. Ye Ziqin might have regarded him as a freeloader. Now she is unwilling to divorce her. Firstly, she is afraid of losing face to the Zhuo family. Secondly, she has such a useless husband.
, can help her get rid of many flies around her.
Zhuo Bufan took a taxi with his bank card and went out. There was an antique street in his image. He bought some cinnabar, wolf hair, and yellow paper and went home. Street stalls and some Feng Shui shops sold talismans, but he saw
A quick glance showed that there was no spiritual energy at all, and he could only lie to others to gain peace of mind.
After closing the door to the room, he spread out the blank yellow paper, dipped the wolf hair into the cinnabar, tried to gather spiritual energy into the cinnabar, and then began to draw.
By the time he finished the first drawing, Zhuo Bufan was already sweating heavily on his forehead. Drawing the talisman looked easy, but in fact it consumed a lot of spiritual energy and energy.
"Failed!" Zhuo Bufan said dejectedly: "My current strength is still too weak. Before, I could easily draw a ninth-grade talisman."
Zhuo Bufan locked himself in the room throughout the afternoon. When Ziqin came back from get off work, Wang Ma helped her hang her coat on the hanger and worriedly said: "My uncle bought a bunch of paper, cinnabar, and wolf hair to lock himself in Inside the room, I didn’t come out the whole afternoon.”
Ye Ziqin changed into a pair of slippers and frowned. She thought he was weird when she brought him back from the police station last week. Maybe he was stimulated by something: "Well, I'll go up and have a look."
When he opened the door, he saw that the ground was covered with yellow paper, the table was mottled with cinnabar, and Zhuo Bufan was lying on the bed smoking. He had succeeded in three of them in the whole afternoon, and he was very tired.
"Yi Zi, it's time to get off work." Zhuo Bufan quickly sat up straight.
"Well, what are you doing?" Ye Ziqin frowned and looked at the mess in the room suspiciously.
Zhuo Bufan took a folded talisman from the table and handed it to her and said, "I learned a little about the technique of drawing talismans from the book. I made this peace talisman for you."
Ye Ziqin took the talisman with a cold expression. This 'husband' of his was really hopeless. Why should he learn how to draw talismans? Thinking about it, it was better than going out to look for women and getting caught, and then having to go to the police station to find someone.
"I'm going to a banquet tonight, you can eat by yourself." Ye Ziqin casually put the peace charm into his pocket, turned around and walked out of the room.
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After dinner, Zhuo Bufan ran to the mountain forest behind the villa to sit cross-legged and practice. The spiritual energy from hundreds of meters around him gathered towards him. His chest rose and fell, as if like a blower, and the two white spiritual energy in his nostrils expanded and contracted.
indefinite.
At this time, we were in the banquet hall of Bernard Club.
"Hey, that's Ye Ziqin, she looks like a vixen."
"Haha, she is very proud. Didn't you see that so many wealthy young men were greeting her just now? She didn't even smile."
"So what if you are arrogant? I thought that by climbing up the big tree of the Zhuo family, I found a useless man."
Women who were jealous of Ye Ziqin's graceful figure and stunning face gathered together to make sarcastic remarks, and their eyes fell on Ye Ziqin, who was not far away and was wearing a black evening dress and looked elegant.
Ye Ziqin was holding a wine glass. A pair of black Konoha tassel high heels highlighted her tall and charming figure. She was holding red wine in her hand, peerless and independent.
"Mr. Ye, Mr. Yang is here." Standing next to her was a man in a suit and leather shoes. It was Zhou Wei, the company's general manager.
Just as he was talking, a man with outstanding demeanor wearing a white Armani suit came over and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, long time no see, you are still charming."
"Mr. Yang is also young, wealthy, and elegant." A stiff smile appeared on Ye Ziqin's lips.
"I wonder if Mr. Ye has thought about my last proposal?" Yang Tiancheng asked with a smile.
Ye Ziqin said calmly: "Mr. Yang, if you want to talk about other things, we can continue to talk, but if you want to acquire my company, I won't agree. This is what my mother worked so hard to build."
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Yang Tiancheng smiled and said: "Mr. Ye, we are all businessmen. We are in a market economy now. If you talk about relationships, you are not a qualified businessman. I hope you will seriously consider it." As he said that, a dark look flashed in his eyes.
"I may not be a qualified businessman, but I must be a qualified daughter." Ye Ziqin said coldly.
Yang Tiancheng sneered and cursed in his heart: "You are a stinker, you don't know what is good and what is good."
After the banquet, Ziqin drove his Audi A6L home alone. As soon as he drove out of the parking lot, Ziqin's heart suddenly trembled. A red car suddenly hit him from the side.
Ye Ziqin closed her eyes in fear, and then heard a 'bang' sound, the car body shook, and suddenly a white light flashed across her body, and the broken glass was bounced away before it even splashed on her body.
The car that hit the man made a U-turn and drove away.
Ye Ziqin just seemed to see a white light flashing on her body, as if coming from her handbag. Although she had changed her clothes today, she casually threw the peace charm Zhuo Bufan gave her into her bag.
Before she had time to think about it, she felt dizzy and fell directly on the steering wheel. (To be continued)