When Quan Zhenguo heard this, his brows furrowed tightly.
What they said does make sense.
Quan Jinrou and Fu Yi went to the capital to get engaged, which could not only prevent Fu Yi from hearing things she shouldn't hear, but also expand her influence.
How can I not force Quan Jinrou to death...
After all, she is the daughter he has loved since she was a child.
His face darkened and he said:
"I can let you go to the capital, but it has to be tomorrow. You have to kneel down until tomorrow first!"
After committing such a big mistake, it is impossible that there will be no punishment at all.
Quan Jinrou agreed: "Okay."
As long as I can go to the capital, as long as Fu Yi is not allowed to attend the birthday party and knows about Quan Qiao's existence, it will be fine!
After dealing with Quan Zhenguo, we must steal Quan Qiao's QQ number as soon as possible and then cut off her mobile phone number!
She winked at Zhen Qiaohui.
Zhen Qiaohui immediately went to make arrangements.
At the corner, Quan Qiao leaned lazily against the wall, his eyes filled with confusion.
Something is wrong.
No, it's very wrong.
With Quan Jinrou's character, how could she possibly go to the capital at this time?
Leaving at this time would be equivalent to admitting everything in a shameful manner, and would also be equivalent to giving up the home turf of the Quan family and Yuncheng to her.
Quan Jinrou shouldn't be this kind of person.
He should not give up such a good opportunity to harass Fu Yi.
What went wrong?
In the garden not far from the ancestral hall.
Quan Zhenguo thought for a long time before picking up his phone and calling Fu Yi.
It was already twelve o'clock in the evening.
Fu Yi was listening to songs and learning melodies in the room.
Seeing that Quan Zhenguo was calling, he frowned and answered the call.
Quan Zhenguo immediately said tremblingly:
"Master Fu Qi, I'm so sorry to bother you so late.
The thing is, Jinrou has been having nightmares every night recently. The fortune teller said that she was haunted by an evil spirit and needed to go to Yunding Temple in the capital to meditate.
She will fly to Beijing tomorrow, but I'm really worried.
Jinrou has never traveled far away on her own, could you please ask Master Fu Qi to come back to the capital and take care of her?"
Fu Yi frowned, "So sudden?"
"Well... I really had no choice. She couldn't sleep well, didn't feel safe, and was getting thinner..."
Quan Zhenguo made up excuses at random.
When Fu Yi heard this, he recalled the scenes of "Quan Jinrou" sleeping next to him every time.
I really don't feel safe.
He opened his thin lips and said, "Okay, I will accompany her back to the capital tomorrow.
It’s just your birthday party, Mr. Quan…”
"It's okay, it's okay. The people in Yuncheng are all small-time people. You won't be able to adapt after you come here.
As long as Jinrou is well, I'm happier than anyone else." Quan Zhenguo said immediately.
Only then did Fu Yi hang up the phone.
He leaned against the headboard, his expression solemn.
After a while, he called Beiou and ordered:
"Book two first-class tickets back to Beijing tomorrow."
"Arrange someone else to go to Yunding Temple and make an appointment with the best master."
"Ah?" Beiou looked confused.
Why did he suddenly want to return to the capital? And to find a temple master?
Are you possessed?
Before I could ask, the call was hung up.
Fu Yi logged into QQ again and opened the chat box of his "fiancée".
Bone-jointed hands typing:
"Don't worry, I've arranged an appointment with a master to treat your nightmare."
Quan family.
Quan Qiao has been standing in the corner, thinking about the problem.
Her cell phone suddenly vibrated. She took it out and looked at it, then frowned.
How did Fu Yi know that she always had nightmares?
Since her rebirth, she had indeed slept restlessly every night, but she had not told anyone.
“Ding ding ding~”
Fu Du Ji: The flight is at 3 pm tomorrow. I will pick you up at Quan’s house.
Quan Qiaofeng's eyes narrowed suddenly.
Flights? Three o'clock?
What does this mean?
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