"Wow... Old man Bian, I'm so scared."
Wu Qiao couldn't explain what he was thinking at the moment. He thought he could look at things in a positive light, but every time he thought about his death, he would feel an inexplicable panic.
This kind of panic always tormented her for no reason, and she tried her best to restrain herself. After her rebirth, she could let her family and friends live the life they wanted, and she was content to live so many more years.
But why?
Hearing the helplessness in Wu Qiao's tone, Bian Boyan narrowed his eyes and comforted him softly.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here. What are you afraid of? I'll give you everything you want."
Perhaps only Bian Boyan could say such domineering words.
At this moment, his determined eyes once again confirmed the thoughts hidden in his heart: some things have to be done, and they can't even wait.
"Bian Boyan, my master gave me a book. There's a piece of paper hidden on the last page of the book. It says..."
Wu Qiao told Bian Boyan all his worries and repeated the contents of the letter to him word for word.
"My body, I'm afraid, can't take it anymore."
If what was said in the letter was really done, she would die within five years.
There is reincarnation in the world, and the Changsheng Pill goes against the will of heaven. There is only one pill, but defective ones are not allowed to remain in the world.
Therefore, anyone who takes defective pills will eventually die.
"Don't worry, you will be fine. I'm here and I won't let anything happen to you."
After a few words of comfort, Bian Boyan hung up the phone.
Although I know that the little girl may not listen to what I say.
Thinking of the little girl's helplessness just now, Bian Boyan stood up a little irritably, opened the drawer and took out a cigarette.
He hasn't smoked for a long time, and the little girl doesn't like him smoking.
At this moment, the office door was suddenly opened, and the soldier standing at the door took a small step back to let the person in.
Bian Boyan looked towards the door with a cigarette in his hand.
Yang Mao was seen sitting in a wheelchair, with his son and wife behind him, both holding lunch boxes in their hands.
"Boss, I knew you must be in the office. Today is Chinese New Year, we should take a break."
After saying this, he turned around and looked at his son.
The other party immediately walked into the office carrying a lunch box.
The office has three rooms, one is a bedroom, one is a living room, and one is where Bian Boyan works now.
Yang Mao's son walked straight into the living room carrying several food boxes.
The living room is spacious and has everything, including a sofa, coffee table, TV, refrigerator, etc., except for the kitchen.
Yang Mao's wife nodded to her leader and went to help.
"Why are you here?"
Bian Boyan took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.
Seeing his leader smoking, Yang Mao sighed secretly.
This makes me feel upset again.
"Boss, Miss Qiao Qiao doesn't like you smoking, and it's bad for your health."
Yang Mao knew that it was useless to say anything else. As long as he mentioned Wu Qiao, the leader would obediently put out his cigarette.
As expected, Bian Boyan's hand holding the cigarette paused for a moment before he extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.
"Why don't you just stay in the Liao Province? What are you doing in the capital?"
"I know no one will be with you during the New Year, and I'm worried you'll be lonely."
The two men came to the living room. Yang Mao's wife had already poured the wine and turned on the TV, but the volume was not very loud.
She and her son ate at the table next to her.
Yang Mao and Bian Boyan were drinking and chatting at the coffee table here.
"Hehe...this wine?"
"Qiao Qiao brewed this. I had to talk my way into getting a jar from Chen Jingang. It was not easy."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
