Chapter 290: Can't Hide

The bedding was all newly purchased, and seemed to have been washed, exuding a light grass scent.

It felt very soft to the touch, and was obviously top quality. Ming Wensu glanced in the direction of the door. He knew that the little divine beast had followed him and was probably monitoring him from that position.

Ming Wensu withdrew his gaze and took out his mobile phone. At this time, the Dream-Eating Beast had already rushed in from the door and then jumped onto his shoulder nimbly.

Ming Wensui felt that the breath was very close. He stretched out his hands and grabbed left and right a few times, but pounced on nothing. This divine beast was not a physical entity. It was condensed from spiritual power and was just like air. Unless it wanted you to see it, otherwise, there would always be nothing but air in front of your eyes.

Ming Wensu gave up and no longer cared about the Dream-Eating Beast. He put down the phone and stood beside the desk. There was a notepad on the desk. He tore off a piece of notepaper and folded it into a small flying crane in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the Dream Eater looked down with interest at the nimble fingers that turned the paper into the shape of a small flying crane in the blink of an eye.

You know what, this man from another world has quite dexterous hands.

Ming Wensu was obviously very satisfied with his craftsmanship. He held it up to the sunlight for a few times, and seemed to be muttering to himself, or as if he was saying to the Dream Eater: "It would be great if this little flying crane could fly."

The Dream Eater pouted, thinking, this is a little flying crane made of paper, how can it fly? "Little divine beast, do you think this little flying crane can fly?" Ming Wensu suddenly asked the ball of air next to him.

The Dream Eater blinked its fox eyes, but was not surprised. It licked its little paws with its tongue, wagged its tail, glanced at Ming Wensu's face, and immediately lost interest and didn't want to talk to him.

This little brother was very handsome at first, but now he is so ugly.

Ming Wensu did not seem to expect the dream-eating beast's reaction. He danced his fingers flexibly a few times, and in the blink of an eye, the little flying crane seemed to move a few times, which attracted the attention of the dream-eating beast. But the next moment, the little flying crane was flicked away by Ming Wensu's finger and turned into a ball of light. It suddenly passed through the gaps in the curtains and the windows and flew out of the window.

The Dream-Eating Beast roared and pounced forward, but missed. It fell on the desk with a thud. When it raised its head, it found that nothing was there.

This cunning Ming Wensu.

Why did he let the little flying crane out? To tip off the enemy, or to find someone to harm the owner and her brother?

In an instant, the Dream-Eating Beast thought of several possibilities, and while thinking, it waved its little claws and pounced towards Ming Wensu.

Ming Wensu didn't know whether he didn't react or he just didn't want to dodge, he just took the hit straight away. The mental force that was not of a human nature coming towards him made Ming Wensu swallow his saliva.

This mental power is so pure, so pure that there is not a trace of impurities, just like a person who has lived in darkness for many years suddenly sees a ray of light.

He really wanted it, but the next moment he closed his eyes and fell straight backwards.

He was standing in front of the desk, and if he fell backwards he would definitely fall onto the floor.

The Dream Eater stood coldly on the desk and licked his little paws. As he wished, he heard a bang. The sound made people's teeth ache, but the Dream Eater ran out of the door happily.

It wanted to quickly tell its boss October what Ming Wensui had just done. At the same time, the little flying crane turned into a ball of light and actually followed the flow of air and the direction of the wind to a residential area about ten kilometers away from the villa.

Then it landed in front of Song Niannian's window.

Song Niannian was browsing on his phone, bored. This residential area was built relatively early, and many of the older residents were native residents of the city, so there were many elderly people and children.

It is different here from the villa where Jiang Shiyue and his family live. The festive atmosphere of the New Year is particularly strong here. Although firecrackers are not allowed, there are still some children who secretly light fireworks in broad daylight that send out small sparks when stepped on.

The safety factor is relatively high. Although the world is not well-informed, there are still small vendors who sneak into these old urban areas to sell their goods. Of course, if they are caught, they will be severely punished. Therefore, these children know that when they play, they should not play at the gate, but in a small square at the back.

Song Niannian's window faces this small square.

At first she thought it was sparks floating up, but then she realized that it was impossible because she lived on the 16th floor. In the blink of an eye, she was so scared that she stood up, ran to the balcony, opened the window, and the small ball of light flew in.

This is the letter from the boss to her.

Why didn't you call her on your cell phone? In this way?

Is it inconvenient to stay in the villa? Or is Jiang Shiyue controlling him?

Countless questions flashed through Song Niannian's mind. At the same time, she opened Xiao Feihe and read the content on it. Then, Song Niannian quickly picked up the phone beside her and dialed one of the numbers.

At the same time in the imperial capital, tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.

So when Fu Qinghan arrived in the imperial capital, he got himself organized and followed his father and mother to the old house to celebrate the New Year.

He doesn't have to go on ordinary days, but he has to stay with his grandparents on New Year's Eve and the first day of the New Year. Besides, as the head of the family, he needs to preside over some ceremonies personally.

And the people in the old house were also waiting for his arrival.

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He just had a headache.

The driver didn't even dare to breathe while driving because the atmosphere in the car was very depressing.

But there was nothing he could do, it was like this every year and he had gotten used to it.

At this time, sitting in the back seat were Fu Qinghan's father Fu Rongxian and his mother Xia Yunshuang.

Logically, this should be a joyful scene.

After all, her son, whom she rarely saw a few times a year, finally came home for the New Year. As a father and mother, how could they not be happy? However, Fu Qinghan's mother really couldn't be happy.

If her son was not the head of the Fu family, she would never set foot in the old house of the Fu family. She did not want to make things difficult for her son. Besides, except for that dead old woman, most people in the Fu family stood on her side. Logically speaking, she would not suffer any loss. However, every year, she would come out of the old house in anger.

Because that woman always found a way to make her so angry.

There's no way to hide from it.

This woman is my mother-in-law’s savior, her lucky star, and her sweetheart. No one in the family has a higher status than this woman, and no one dares to touch her.

And this evil mother-in-law of his is the childhood sweetheart of the old man of the Fu family. The old man is not afraid of anyone in this life except this old woman.

Otherwise, Ye Mengxue would not have succeeded back then.

(End of this chapter)