"No, you're dreaming." Chu Fei pretended to refuse.
"Sister, Aunt Chai is very pitiful. She raised a disobedient stepson and is now relaxing abroad. Sister, you are the kindest and most upright sister."
Chuchu was still flattering, and Chu Fei actually saw Mayor Zhou taking Secretary Li to the hotel.
Chu Fei picked up her mask and phone and followed them to the hotel, muttering, "Kill this couple."
Chuchu has a feeling that Chu Fei's operation will go smoothly this time, and the photos will definitely be exquisite and realistic.
Chu Fei was a little angry. Seventeen or eighteen years old is the age when people are cynical and have an overflowing sense of justice.
After getting the evidence, I didn't say a word on the way home.
The two sisters returned home, and before Chu Chu could think of a statement, Chu Fei threw the evidence in front of Song Yaqing.
"Mom, what should we do about Aunt Chai?" Chu Fei felt that men were so disgusting.
Not to mention the character of my own father, I didn’t expect to see another scumbag.
Song Yaqing suddenly felt bad and frowned: "Mom will take care of it. Let's talk about it when Aunt Chai comes back."
"Mom, is this enough evidence? Should we take more photos of evidence?" Chu Fei suggested.
"I'll call a friend and hire a private detective to continue the investigation. No one in our family can come forward casually." Song Yaqing was very cautious.
Chuchu felt relieved after hearing this. Chu Fei sighed, "I'll go do my homework."
"My new piano teacher arrived today, and I'll be taking private lessons at home from now on. I don't have to go to the piano studio anymore." I used to have the opportunity, but Zhang Fengying objected, saying she was too old and too noisy.
He also said that the piano sounded unpleasant.
The eldest daughter was a filial child, so she went out to study immediately.
I didn't expect that the piano teacher had bad intentions... and almost got into trouble.
"Okay, I'll listen to you and practice at home. If grandma thinks it's noisy, I'll practice outside." Chu Fei said and went upstairs.
Chuchu likes Chufei the most. The special smell on her body makes her feel much better.
Chuchu looked at her sister's back and smelled the pleasant smell. "Sister will definitely be a great pianist in the future."
Song Yaqing put away the evidence she had retrieved.
A thought popped up in Chuchu's head: "Maybe Aunt Chai knew about this a long time ago, but just didn't expose it."
Song Yaqing looked at her daughter, but Chuchu got off the sofa, thinking about going to find her sister.
"Chu Chu, do you want to go upstairs?"
"Yeah. I'm going to look for Tianyi."
During lunch break, I took Tianyi to visit Huangquan.
Mrs. Li followed her at any time, and Chuchu did not refuse.
Tianyi was sleeping soundly in the newly bought cat bed. Chuchu came in and scratched the bottom of his feet.
"Meow... Princess, men and women should not touch each other."
Chuchu lay on the bed, and Mrs. Li came over to take off her shoes and covered her with a quilt.
"Good afternoon." Chuchu showed her little face and smiled sweetly.
Mrs. Li's heart was warmed, and she said good afternoon and left.
"Meow meow...Princess, how do I get to the underworld?" Tian Yi knew that his body and soul were not intact, and it would be very difficult for him to enter the underworld. If he was not careful, he would lose his head.
"I'll take you there." Chu Chu gave him a look as if he was a fool.
"But Princess Diji is still unable to stay in the Sea of Consciousness for a long time. It will take at least an hour to reach Huangquan."
"No need to go to the sea of consciousness. Get ready, we'll set off now." Chuchu sat up and chanted a spell, and Tianyi lightly came into Chuchu's arms.
As the world spun around, the two of them rolled into a patch of yellow sand.
Lying in the sand, Chuchu looked up and saw a deep, dark and boundless place, which was indeed the entrance to another world.
The air was filled with a ghostly aura, instilling awe. All around was silence, with only the occasional faint sound, like the whispers of the dead.
The light here appears weak and strange, casting mottled shadows and adding a touch of mystery.
The yellow sands surged and danced under the wind, forming flowing sand dunes, like giant dragons walking on the ground.
This place is a world isolated from the rest of the world.
Tianyi swallowed a lot of sand and his throat was so dry that it felt like it was smoking.
Chuchu resumed her image as an imperial princess, with the Qingming Sword on her back, and she pulled Tianyi into her arms.
Tianyi’s head turned red in his sea of consciousness.
Oh my god, the princess actually held her in her arms.
"Pa!" The cat was hit on the head. "Don't let your imagination run wild."
Walking across the yellow sands, the princess, her crimson dress blazing like a blazing fire, leaves a striking mark on the vast landscape. Her posture is upright, her steps firm, each one a rhythm of heroic courage. The yellow sand dances in the wind, yet it cannot conceal her heroic presence, like a delicate red flower proudly blooming in the desert.
Meng Po lives next to the Naihe Bridge, which can only be reached after crossing eight hundred miles of yellow sand.
However, Chuchu is the princess of the underworld and the only daughter of Hades, and no one can stop her wherever she goes.
Chu Chu asked for a warrant and went straight to the Naihe Bridge.
The river under the bridge flows endlessly, as if it is the river of time, taking away all the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness, leaving only tranquility.
But the boundless abyss seemed to swallow everything, making people dare not approach easily. The bridge was shrouded in smoke and gusts of cold wind, giving people a gloomy and mysterious feeling.
The bridge was filled with ghosts awaiting judgment, some pacing restlessly, others waiting silently with their heads bowed, each one carrying a sense of endless sorrow and confusion. Beneath the bridge was the raging Yellow Spring River, its waters surging with extraordinary speed.
I saw the kind-hearted Meng Po by the bridge, holding bowls of Meng Po soup in her hands, quietly waiting for every passing soul.
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