Feng Xiao was so angry that he stuffed the dumplings back into the refrigerator. After going upstairs, he tossed and turned thinking about how to get Wen Qi out. He fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

Wen Qi got up on time at six o'clock and wanted to practice drawing talismans out of habit, but found that he had no tools at hand.

She snorted, changed into sportswear, and went out for a run.

The Feng family’s villa is located halfway up the mountain, and a health trail has been specially built around it for morning jogging.

The air in the mountains was good, the scenery was beautiful, and the temperature was just right. Wen Qi ran for almost an hour and felt refreshed when he returned to the villa.

When she entered the room, the servants were busy. She smiled and greeted everyone along the way, ignoring their secretive stares.

After Wen Qi disappeared at the second floor entrance, the servants looked at each other in silence. The new young mistress was very brave! Her face was rosy and shiny, and she didn't look scared at all!

Half an hour later, Wen Qi came downstairs wearing a new Chinese style dress. She wore a beige double-breasted satin shirt on the upper body and a light green pleated knee-length skirt on the lower body. Her long hair was tied into a bun at the back and fixed with a wooden hairpin.

The overall look is simple and elegant, and it is very eye-catching against her cool white skin.

Even the servants of the Feng family, who often saw handsome men and beautiful women from the upper class, were stunned for a few seconds.

Seeing this, Mr. Feng, who was already seated in the restaurant, nodded repeatedly and praised: "Xiao Qi has a good foundation, and she looks beautiful in anything she wears."

Wen Qi curled his eyes and said, "Grandpa looks very good today. The dark red Tang suit really suits you!"

Feeling happy, Mr. Feng pointed to the seat next to him and said with a smile, "Come and eat."

Wen Qi sat down and said, "Grandpa, I'm going out soon. Do you know which store has better quality cinnabar and yellow paper?"

Mr. Feng paused while drinking his soup and asked in confusion, "You want to learn to draw talismans?" Although the profession of Tianshi is respected, it still depends on talent to enter the industry. Isn't it too late to learn after getting married? Wen Qi didn't explain much, just said, "I want to study it."

Mr. Feng didn't ask any more questions, "You don't have to go out, I'll have someone bring it to you."

Wen Qi agreed and concentrated on eating. Halfway through, he suddenly asked, "Where's Feng Ce? Isn't he coming down to eat?"

Old Master Feng sighed, feeling distressed and helpless, "He doesn't like to go out. I'll have someone send him to his room later."

Wen Qi took the job directly, "I'll go and send it off. Newlyweds should cultivate their relationship more."

Old Master Feng hoped that they would have love and give him a great-grandson as soon as possible, so he naturally wouldn't stop them.

Wen Qi ate his meal leisurely and went upstairs carrying a lunch box.

The servant who was responsible for delivering meals in the past breathed a sigh of relief, but as Wen Qi went upstairs, he breathed a sigh of relief again. He hoped that the young mistress would not be driven out by the eldest young master whose temper was becoming increasingly irritable.

Wen Qi came to Feng Ce's door, knocked casually, and pushed the door open without waiting for the person inside to respond.

Not surprisingly, he got an angry glare from Feng Ce.

After a night, a lot of the spiritual power in the ghost-exorcising talisman was consumed, the ghost face above Feng Ce's head became a little more energetic, and hungry ghosts began to gather in the room. It was estimated that in less than half a day, the room would return to the state it was in last night.

Wen Qi looked at him, put the lunch box on the bedside table, and said, "The weather is nice today. Let's go to the yard to bask in the sun after dinner."

Feng Ce pursed his lips tightly and refused silently.

Wen Qi set the table and urged, "Eat quickly. I need to take it away after you finish eating."

Feng Ce said with a cold face, "If you don't want to eat it, take it away."

Wen Qi raised an eyebrow, "Really not eating?"

"Okay." Wen Qi put away the lunch boxes one by one, then walked behind Feng Ce with the lunch boxes and pressed the wheelchair handle, "Then let's go out and bask in the sun."

Feng Ce held down the brake button, his voice so cold it seemed to freeze, "I don't want to go out."

Wen Qi chuckled and said without allowing any rebuttal: "No."

Feng Ce had a cold face and pressed the brake with his fingers. The wheelchair couldn't move. Could she still carry him out? As it turned out, Wen Qi could.

When the wheelchair was slightly suspended in the air and began to move towards the door of the room, Feng Ce's mind went blank for a rare moment, and even the ghost face on his head froze for a moment.

Wen Qi carried the person to the elevator entrance with ease, and while waiting for the elevator, she put the wheelchair down.

Feng Ce came back to his senses instantly, and tried to control the wheelchair to go back, but was held down by Wen Qi.

Then, no matter how hard he tried, the wheelchair wouldn't move.

Feng Ce's eyes narrowed. His wheelchair was specially made, and he could move freely even with a car hanging behind it, but now it was being held down by a woman with one hand!

Wen Qi threatened casually: "Be good, you don't want to be carried by me, do you?"

Feng Ce knew the situation and gave up resisting, but his face was so dark that it looked like it was about to drip with water.

When the elevator dinged, the servants on the first floor thought someone had touched it by mistake.

This elevator was specially purchased for the eldest young master, but since he was confined to a wheelchair, he has become less and less willing to go out. It has been more than three months since the last time he went downstairs.

Except for the servant who was responsible for delivering meals, they hadn't seen the eldest young master for a long time.

Therefore, when they saw the young mistress pushing the eldest master out of the elevator, they were all stunned.

It was not until the two of them went out of the gate and headed for the garden that the servants exclaimed in surprise, their faces full of disbelief. Of course, there were also some servants who were quick-witted and hurried upstairs to report the good news to Old Master Feng.

At that time, Mr. Feng was reading a book. Upon hearing this, he threw the book away, strode to the balcony facing the garden in the room, looked down and saw two people, one standing and one sitting, and his eyes suddenly became red.

Perhaps because of his life experience as a favored child of heaven, Feng Ce felt very inferior about his disability and the fact that his body was covered with curse marks.

Others may not know, but as a grandfather, he can best understand this feeling of powerlessness. He wanted Feng Ce to cheer up, and he beat, scolded, and begged him, but to no avail.

Feng Ce became less and less willing to go out, as if he wanted to isolate himself from the world.

He was extremely anxious, and he wanted to find a marriage partner for Feng Ce in order to add some excitement to his stagnant life.

I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it! The effect was so good! It was only the second day, and Feng Ce was willing to go out!

Mr. Feng now looked at Wen Qi as if he was looking at a lucky star. Letting Wen Qi marry Feng Ce was the wisest decision he had ever made in his life! In the garden.

Wen Qi said in a deadpan tone, "Although the sun can't suppress the Hungry Ghost Curse, it can at least give your soul some relief, especially the sun at noon, which can suppress the evil spirit in you to a great extent and reduce the attraction to hungry ghosts. What's the matter? You haven't been going out, are you planning to die early and be reborn early?"

Without waiting for Feng Ce to speak, Wen Qi said "Ah" without any emotion, "I forgot, you have the Hungry Ghost Curse on you. After you die, your soul will be devoured. There will be no next life. It's really a great loss to your loved ones and a great joy to your enemies."

Feng Ce couldn't stand it any longer, and gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

Wen Qi was not afraid of him, and snorted, "If you don't want to listen, just bask in the sun obediently. You can eat in the garden at noon today."

(End of this chapter)