Chapter 55 Stupid

"Puff—hahahaha burp!"

When Gu Yuan thought of this, he couldn't help laughing and fell on the sofa like a fool, almost rolling off the sofa.

Let him have a good thought!

The image was so compelling that he even began to debate whether to get a check or a lifetime free card, or whether he could have both.

As for Ji Yunzhou?

Oh, men only affect his ability to draw his sword...

No, it affects the speed at which he gets rich!

Just sell off your ghost husband who secretly became a rich young master without telling him!

You can also get some practical benefits!

I just wonder what the Ji family’s expression would be if they knew that their youngest son was not a human being at all, but a ghost king who had lived for a thousand years?

Gu Yuan was lying on the sofa alone, his mouth curled up wildly from his imagination, almost reaching behind his ears.

He laughed for a long time until his stomach hurt, and then he slowly stopped.

In the large room, his laughter was the only sound.

Reality returns.

He glanced at his phone, and the video was still paused on Ji Yunzhou's face, which was so handsome that it was infuriating, but now looked like it deserved a beating.

so……

Ji Yunzhou went out early this morning, dressed in a respectable manner, and he was not going to deal with any "urgent business in the underworld", but was going back to his Ji family to continue being a young master?

Gu Yuan picked up his phone and opened the chat interface with Ji Yunzhou.

The last message above was sent when he woke up today: "I want to eat fried chicken burgers, bring them to me when you come back."

Ji Yunzhou replied with one word: "Yeah."

Now it seems that this word "hmm" is full of the rich young master's perfunctory and helplessness towards the suffering of the people!

Gu Yuan's fingers flew, typing away:

"Yes? Master Ji? Explain?"

"Master Ghost King, has your life experience ended?"

"So is there a traffic jam on the Lethe River? Do you want me to burn a traffic map for you?"

"Is the Ji family still short of someone to serve tea and water? What do you think of me? The price is negotiable!"

I typed a bunch of them, and finally deleted them all with gritted teeth.

No, I can't be so impatient.

He needs to see what Ji Yunzhou is trying to do?

Are you planning to keep it a secret from him forever?

Or... just disappear from the world, go back to his wealthy family as a young master, and forget about him?

When he thought of the second possibility, Gu Yuan felt inexplicably blocked in his heart.

Although it was a temporary measure at the beginning, and although Ji Yunzhou was sharp-tongued, difficult to please, and always had a smug look on his face.

But... after being together for such a long time, we can at least be considered friends with benefits, right?

Just throw it away?

Moreover, if Ji Yunzhou really didn't come back, wouldn't he have to go back to the hard life of being entangled by poverty and living in fear every day?

No! Absolutely not!

He is determined to hold on to Ji Yunzhou!

Not only is he the Ghost King's thigh, but now he also has to be the thigh of the rich and powerful!

Five million and a lifetime VIP card were his beautiful dreams, but the reality was that he had to first stabilize this "husband" who was hiding things from both sides.

Gu Yuan took a deep breath and typed again, his tone taking a 180-degree turn:

"Honey~ When will you come home?" followed by a cute cat emoticon.

"I miss you~" with a blowing kiss emoticon.

send.

Then he stared at the screen nervously.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes... half an hour passed.

The letter sank into the sea and there was no news.

Gu Yuan's heart sank little by little.

Ji Yunzhou, you really don’t recognize me after you put on your pants?

Ugh! Are you ignoring your poor wife just because you put on a haute couture suit?

He was so angry that he wanted to throw his phone away, but he couldn't bear to do so.

In the end, he could only viciously poke Ji Yunzhou's face on the screen:

"Alright! You're really good! If you can, don't come back! Even if you come back, don't even think about getting on my bed! Go sleep on your sofa! No! There's no sofa! Sleep on the floor!"

After the impotent rage, there is deeper melancholy.

He looked at the huge house and felt sad.

So fairy tales are all lies.

Cinderella was able to wear crystal shoes because she was a noble lady.

For a truly poor guy like him, even if he were lucky enough to pick up a prince in distress, the first thing the prince would do after regaining his identity would probably be to disappear.

Gu Yuan sighed, resigned himself to his fate and got up from the sofa, ready to make instant noodles for tonight's dinner.

As for the fried chicken burger?

Haha, instead of waiting for Young Master Ji to come back, it would be more practical to hope that the underworld will close down tomorrow and all the ghosts will have a holiday.

While boiling water, he glanced at his phone again without giving up.

Still as quiet as a chicken.

Only the social news push was still hanging brightly at the top of the screen, and the five words "Young Master of the Ji Family" in the title were very eye-catching.

Just as Gu Yuan was looking at the instant noodle bucket, feeling depressed.

“Ding Dong—Ding Dong—”

The doorbell rang.

Gu Yuan's heart skipped a beat and the fork in his hand almost fell to the ground.

who?

Who would come to see him at this time?

Checking the water meter?

still……

Ji Yunzhou has a change of heart and comes back?

Or maybe...

Is he the elite man sent by the Ji family to deliver checks and VIP cards?

Gu Yuan instantly became nervous, his heartbeat quickened, and his blood boiled.

He quickly rushed into the bathroom, smoothed his hair in front of the mirror, and tugged at his wrinkled pajamas, wondering if maintaining this "miserable" image would be easier to gain sympathy and get more money?

Or should we act tougher and appear more valuable?

“Ding Dong—Ding Dong—”

The doorbell continued to ring with an unhurried persistence.

Gu Yuan took a deep breath, trying to make his expression look fragile yet strong, sad yet dignified.

He moved step by step to the door, his hand on the door handle, and his inner drama burst out again:

Will there be an elite man in a suit and tie with bodyguards outside the door?

Is the check for five million or eight million?

Is the VIP card diamond level or black gold level?

Should he refuse first or agree directly?

Do you want to bargain?

After three full seconds of mental preparation, Gu Yuan suddenly opened the door.

Then, he stood there in a daze.

Outside the door, there was no elite male team as expected.

Only one person.

Ji Yunzhou.

He has a tall figure, but he is not wearing sunglasses, revealing his handsome face. He seems to be a little happy?

The strands of hair on her forehead were slightly messed up by the night wind.

He looked at Gu Yuan, his deep eyes full of smiles, and in his hand he was holding...

Fried chicken burger?

It was still an ordinary shop commonly seen by the public. Gu Yuan's gaze slowly moved to Ji Yunzhou's handsome face, and then moved back to the things in his hands.

The brain crashed and the CPU burned out.

Ji Yunzhou didn't seem to notice his complicated mental activity. He just frowned slightly and said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Why are you so slow in opening the door?"

He walked around Gu Yuan, who was frozen at the door, very naturally and entered the house as if he was just returning home from get off work.

He put the things on the dining table.

Then he took off his coat, revealing the perfectly tailored vest and shirt underneath. His eyes swept around the room, finally landing on the bucket of instant noodles on the dining table that was almost rotten.

His frown deepened.

"You're eating this again?"

Is the tone full of disgust and helplessness?

Gu Yuan finally came back to his senses from the huge shock.

He closed the door, turned around abruptly, pointed at those things, and said in a disoriented voice: "You...you you you...you just went to buy this?"

Ji Yunzhou paused in unbuttoning his cuffs and looked up at him, his eyes questioning, "What else?"

He was a little unhappy now. He saw the message Gu Yuan sent him and thought he would receive a big hug when he came back.

And because of this I bought him all this junk food.

result……

"otherwise?"

Gu Yuan almost jumped up: "It's all on the news! The young master of the Ji family! The heir to a wealthy family! Shouldn't you be back in your golden nest, wearing a haute couture suit, sitting on a hundred-meter-long dining table and eating a French meal? You ran back to give me these things! Ji Yunzhou, are you out of your mind..."

Trapped in the door?

He swallowed the last few words back under Ji Yunzhou's cold gaze.

Ji Yunzhou looked at him and was silent for a few seconds, then he seemed to understand what Gu Yuan was so excited about.

He said "Oh" very calmly.

"The Ji family is the Ji family."

His tone was calm, as if he was saying that the weather was nice today: "I am me."

"You're mine."

He added, his eyes sweeping over the pitiful bucket of instant noodles, and added, "Besides, when I'm not around, you only eat this kind of crap."

Gu Yuan opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say first.

Is it the standard line of a rich family's rebellious son complaining about "The Ji family is the Ji family and I am me"?

Or are you complaining about the domineering declaration of "You are mine"?

Or is he complaining about the bucket of instant noodles that he despised?

The amount of information was too much for his brain to process again.

so……

No check? No VIP card? No elite man to let him go?

Young Master Ji personally carried his so-called junk food home?

Still dislike his instant noodles?

Gu Yuan watched Ji Yunzhou walk towards the kitchen very naturally, as if he was planning to cook himself. He looked at the food on the table and thought about his previous fantasy of "selling his husband to get rich"...

He suddenly felt like an idiot.

And the Ghost King, who he imagined to be a "heartless man", was frowning and cooking for him!

This world is so magical.

So, his five million and lifetime free card...

Is it a waste of time?

Gu Yuan looked at Ji Yunzhou's back and covered his face with his hands in grief and anger.

Fate is really playing tricks on him!