Although he had questions in his mind, the assistant didn't dare to ask. He knew his own limitations and that he wouldn't get answers even if he asked, so he simply kept quiet.
Song Congbo said, "Let's go, Xiao Xi isn't home. Lock the front door."
"Huh? Do you know where Brother Cheng went?"
"This is his private matter, so don't ask. I'll give you a couple of days off to go back and get some rest. You'll be busy again soon."
"Oh, okay, thank you, Brother Song!" Overjoyed, the assistant felt like she had won a lucky prize.
Once in the car, Song Congbo opened his phone's browser.
"If Mr. Song has any doubts, he may wish to search for Congyue International online."
[Congyue International, founded twenty years ago, is now one of the top ten companies in the world...]
Cong? Wu?
Read? Month?
Song Congbo couldn't help but widen his eyes.
This is outrageously extravagant!
As if by some strange twist of fate, he typed the surname "Wu" into the browser again.
In addition to the explanation of the word "巫" itself, there was a very short piece of information on Wikipedia, consisting of only two lines, that caught his attention.
The Wu family is a reclusive and powerful family in the capital, with many branches.
Information about the members is still unclear.
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Wu Yue hung up the phone and looked up to meet Cheng Pingxi's amused gaze.
She smiled slightly, "No doubt about it, it's genetic."
Cheng Pingxi: ...
Yes, that's right, during the first meal with my adoptive mother.
That one leaned on the shoulder, that one shed tears, that one asked a question.
She is undoubtedly a drama queen.
"Mom and Dad have a dinner engagement tonight, so they probably won't be back yet. We'll head back right away and try to revive you before midnight."
"Cuihua, take Lei Hengshan to Captain Liu Qinghou."
The girl said, narrowing her eyes and warning, "Don't tell Yan Chiyu."
Poor little Cuihua shook her body, and her paper head folded down her neck several times, as if nodding.
Daddy Yan, I'm now the master's person!
I can't do this kind of message-passing anymore!
(>person<;) I'm sorry!
[Cuihua's accent must be Taiwanese, it's so cute!]
[The first day without Yanmei, I miss her.]
There's still one more day off tomorrow, and we'll be able to see Lord Yan the day after tomorrow!
I want to see Yan Mei's stunning beauty!
Cuihua flew away, carrying the burly man weighing two hundred pounds away.
Cheng Pingxi silently rested his chin on his hand, pretending not to be surprised.
"elder brother."
Wu Yue smiled kindly. "Don't ask me why, asking will only lead to your death. Don't tell anyone about tonight's events. As for what you've been up to lately, just say what I just said to Song Congbo. I'll handle things with Mom and Dad, and we'll have a unified story. Understand?"
Cheng Pingxi shook his head, but when he met his younger sister's dangerous gaze, he quickly nodded several more times.
I originally thought the resurrection process would be extremely complicated and time-consuming.
The result was—
They entered the bedroom silently through the window.
Wu Yue beckoned to Cheng Pingxi, hooking her hand, "Come here."
Cheng Pingxi drifted over with a slightly uneasy expression.
Looking at the biscuit-shaped golden ball of light in Wu Yue's palm, he asked in confusion, "What do I need to do?"
Wu Yue walked around to his side and slowly raised her hand. Then, with a "smack," she slapped Cheng Pingxi hard on the back.
This blow was a weight that Cheng Pingxi's soul could not bear.
At that moment, his body bent into the shape of a lobster and floated in mid-air.
The girl slowly withdrew her hand, and the golden ball in her palm had disappeared.
At that moment, Cheng Pingxi also realized that his younger sister's palm strike had sent the golden light into his body.
A few breaths later, his soul seemed to be summoned, as if an invisible string stretched between the two, slowly pulling him little by little towards the cold corpse, gradually merging with his body.
Before Cheng Pingxi fell into a deep sleep, he heard Wu Yue say:
"I forgot to tell you, under normal circumstances, you could live for two hundred years this time."
Cheng Pingxi: ?!
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