Chapter 784

Change your life?

Su Xinyan looks at him in surprise.

For a while, the fairy couldn't see the truth of Chu Yun's words.

She has never practiced the Taoism of tianshimen. Ziwei palace is a sword cultivation, and her grandfather Lin Moli is a pure sword immortal.

Every other line is like a mountain. It's hard to tell the true from the false this time.

"Er... Mr. Su, don't you believe it?" Chu Yun is embarrassed.

He's a layman himself and can't prove anything at all.

"The letter." The girl nodded helplessly“ I only believe that you are born with bad luck. There is no one who can cause more bad luck than you

Chu Yun is such an excellent man, but he can't stand out. It's really very unfortunate.

If there is no trace of Feng Shui Taoism on him, Su Xinyan doesn't believe it.

"Hee hee, it's good to be alive." Chu Yun is as optimistic as ever“ I didn't live to be ten years old. Thanks to my grandfather who changed my life for me, I have lived to this day. "

"Do you remember how? Let's hear it. " Although Su Xinyan is a layman in Feng Shui, if you listen to the inner door, you can tell the truth from the false.

At least, Ziwei's little granddaughter can't be cheated by mortals in her practice.

"This... I can't say." Chu Yun lowered his head“ When he was alive, grandfather Gan said that unless he found an expert in the same trade to carry on my life, he would have to cut my life by half. "

He once said that the pain of Fengshui reversal at that time is still unforgettable.

Too terrible, as if the body's blood was evacuated, although soon returned to normal, but Chu Yun know, his life yuan has greatly shortened.

Can't say?

Su Xin Yan squints her eyes and tells her that Chu Yun is not lying.

All the information revealed by Chu Yun is consistent with the orthodox geomantic omen.

If someone does change his life for him, unless he finds a real master to mend his life style, Chu Yun will still die because of his short life.

Grandfather Gan, who performed for Chu Yun, was afraid that he was the last descendant of a certain Taoist sect. He was afraid that there was no one to instruct him in his practice, so he knew little about his academic style.

If Su Xin's Yan Xiu is still there, Chu Yun, a little mortal's life style defect, she only needs one thought to perfect it.

"President Su?"

See the girl has been in a daze, Chu cloud can't help but call her softly.

"Well, it's OK." Su Xinyan looks at Chu Yun again, only to find that he is really pitiful“ I'll tell the director that you don't want to pay for any damage. "

"Ah?" Chu Yun was overjoyed and said in a hurry: "thank you, Mr. Su!"

It's a lot of money. The camera alone doesn't know how much. Chu Yun really can't afford it.

"You're welcome." The girl patted him on the shoulder with pity“ Be strong and live well. "

Chu Yun was stunned and nodded gratefully.

This seems to be a place where there is no one around, and the two people's chatting action is too close.

They didn't know that at least two cameras were facing them.

One of the photos was soon sent to Qin Tian's mailbox.

Men open a look, first Leng a few seconds, then helpless smile.

It's really embarrassing that the private detective who took pictures of Chu Yun even took pictures of his wife.

He didn't care a lot, but chose to close the mailbox.

But at the same time, another photo taken from different angles was sent to Jing Hong's mobile phone.

With a sneer in her heart, she replied with a message: "copy that. Do you want to start?"

"When I get back."

"Yes." Jinghong put away her mobile phone, but found that the same period in the class and the teacher were staring at her.

She shrugged her shoulders and looked indifferent.

What's wrong with playing mobile phones in class? Are we still children?

What kind of artist training is just a show.

"Cough, Jinghong, you'd better pay a little attention to it..." the teacher on the platform whispered.

At least he is a professor of literature and art history in the school of art, Jinghua University, and an expert hired by Su group.

Of course, the professor also knows the relationship between Jing Hong and President su. Even in his capacity, he does not dare to teach this woman too much.

"Yes, teacher, they know it's wrong!" Jinghong said with a smile.

She didn't seem to admit her mistake at all. On the contrary, she seemed to hear a joke.The professor shook his head helplessly and asked, "how long will the students who ask for leave come back? The following is very important. Let's wait until they come back. "

"No, teacher." Jing Hong said with a smile, "if you ask for leave later, I'll make up for them."

The professor looks at Jing Hong depressed.

Are you going to make up lessons? Do you have the ability to give lectures? Playing with mobile phones in class, I'm afraid Jing Hong doesn't know what the professor just said?

Looking at her art history textbook, I didn't even open it.

There is no alternative. After all, the professor came to lecture for the sake of money.

He can only pretend that nothing happened and continue to talk about the wonderful history of literature and art.

At the end of a class, the students who went out came back one after another.

Truancy is not only common on campus, but also in Su's group.

In a dark corner, Jinghong whispered to her companion, "who should I call first?"

"Of course, my good son-in-law, Qin Tian." The man laughed, his magnetic voice full of masculinity.

Only listening to the voice, even the most loyal dreamer, I'm afraid I can't tell the difference between that person and Su Mengxing.

Jinghong smiles and hands the special mobile phone to the other party.

In the president's office, Su Xinyan hasn't come back yet, but Qin Tian's mobile phone rings.

It's an anonymous call.

The man brow slightly a pick, if ordinary people see this kind of phone, afraid is to hang up directly.

On the contrary, he has to answer such calls.

After all, there are not many people who can know Qin Tian's private mobile phone number.

"Who are you?" Qin Tian answers the phone and asks.

No honorifics, but no hostility.

He used the most gentle voice to talk with each other.

"Xiaotian, can you still hear my voice?"

For a moment, Qin Tian could hardly hold his mobile phone!

Can't he hear it?

Qin Tian has heard it countless times!

In life, on TV, even in dreams.

He had been haunted by the back of his family for countless times.

The man swallowed his saliva and asked, "are you..."

He didn't immediately reveal the identity of the other party, but he was extremely looking forward to it. Even, in unconsciously changed honorific.

"Su Mengxing." The other side read out his name, Qin Tian only felt that the pores all over his body were open!

Su Mengxing, only this voice can have such power when he reads these three words.

He believed it!

All the doubts, worries and confusions are forgotten by Qin Tian after hearing the other party say these three words.

"Uncle Su, I..." as soon as he spoke, Qin Tian regretted it.

Why Uncle? Didn't you get the certificate with Su Xinyan?

Dad? It seems that Su Mengxing's consent must be obtained first.

"I know you and the ball are certified." On the other end of the phone, the man's voice was full of disappointment“ Xiaotian, I'm sorry. I don't approve of your marriage. "