Wu Juemin, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall reading the newspaper, suddenly caught an interesting headline and couldn't help but exclaim, "Several strange incidents have occurred in the capital..."
"Shut up!" Mother Wu snapped in her Hubei accent, huffing and puffing, "I don't want to hear it. Alright, stop reading the newspaper and come eat breakfast. Xiao Xi left early this morning saying she had to catch a flight to record a show, and Yue Yue rushed off early this morning, I don't know what she's up to. I got up early this morning to wash my hands and cook, putting in so much effort to prepare such a sumptuous breakfast for them, and not a single one of them ate it."
Wu Juemin concealed the surprise in his eyes, put away the newspaper, walked to the dining table, and smiled to appease his sullen wife: "That's because the children don't have that blessing. Come on, let me eat. I haven't tasted your cooking in a long time... It must still be as delicious as it was back then, no, even better than it was back then."
Mother Wu gave Wu Juemin a coquettish look, but she was ultimately delighted by his flattery.
The smile lasted only a few seconds before freezing again. "Oh dear, I forgot to tell Yueyue about transferring schools last night. I was thinking that staying in Beijing is quite nice, and Lao Tao has been trying to persuade me..."
"Let's ask Yueyue for her opinion when she gets back." After saying that, Wu Juemin picked up his chopsticks, sat down at the dining table, and prepared to start his feast.
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Wu Yue had expected the scene to be very chaotic, but she hadn't imagined it would be this chaotic, mainly because there were so many people that it made her dizzy.
Lu Shu, accompanied by her pet Tian Lie, stood guard beside Wu Nian and Wu Tingyun. Fu Zhu, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, hovered in mid-air, her figure graceful. The deer ears that she had long admired were still as beautiful as ever, shimmering and flowing, with crimson horns and tails, an unparalleled and stunning sight.
Yan Chiyu stood tall and elegant, his expression indifferent.
When Hei Bai Wuxian saw her appear, he immediately stopped her. "Wu Yue, do you still stand by what we said before?"
"Aunt! Songsong is a good ghost, please don't let them take Songsong away..." Wu Nian's voice was choked with sobs, "Songsong is seriously injured and will be reduced to ashes."
Wu Tingyun calmly corrected her from the side, "Sister, it should be 'vanished into thin air'."
"I don't care, we can't let them take him away!" Wu Nian hugged Song Suian's pale leg tightly, her voice soft but firm.
The little guy's beautiful, dark grape-like eyes sparkled with stubbornness and an innocent, naive light.
She firmly believed that this gentle ghost was not the heinous evil spirit they spoke of.
"Mr. Xie, Mr. Fan, I wonder if you two have investigated the cause clearly? I know that everything is written very clearly in your records. What I mean is, is it possible that the records from the future underworld are wrong?"
With a smile, Bai Wuchang countered, "Wu Yue, do you think I should believe my future self, or the you in front of me, or that evil spirit that escaped from the eighteenth level of hell?"
Wu Yue nodded, "I will naturally help you catch it." But whether she can actually catch it is another matter.
This is a separate price.
[The Witch God's actions reveal his true skill]
Wu Nian clung to Song Suian's leg, staring at Wu Yue in astonishment, tears streaming down her face. "Auntie, so love will disappear, right? Weren't you on my side? Why did you help these two shady guys!"
The little guy pouted, and golden tears kept falling down his face.
Wu Yue: "..."
Song Suian's weak gaze slowly fell on the leg pendant. He had come to protect her, but how did he end up hurting her?
The little girl's hand was piercingly painful from the sharp jade, but after so many years, he finally met her again, in such a special way.
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