Chapter 5: Ye Ziqin car accident

Chapter 5 Ye Ziqin Car Accident

In the next few days, Zhuo Bufan was immersed in the life of cultivation. Although the speed was slow, he had the cultivation experience of the previous life, and the journey was unimpeded.

Just after lunch that day, Ye Ziqin was about to go out to discuss business, but Zhuo Bufan stopped him: "Ye Zi."

"Well, something?" Ye Ziqin wore a set of gray skirts, and the soft black hair shawl fell down. The whole person looked very capable, with a hint of coquettishness in the beauty.

She half-bended, a bully arm supporting the door frame, changing to a pair of high-heeled shoes, Zhuo Bufan was slightly startled, such a beautiful and beautiful wife married to her own uselessness, no wonder Ye Ziqin's relatives, friends, and girlfriends All fight for her.

"Ye Zi, can you lend me some money." Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth, feeling that these words were very difficult to say, and blushed.

Thinking of him sweeping the galaxy in another world, but now he has to reach out and ask women for money.

"Isn't it for you last time? It was all spent in a week?" Ye Ziqin frowned, stood up straight, and Qiushui's eyes flashed with disappointment.

After that, he took out a card from his small shoulder bag and handed it to Zhuo Bufan, saying: "The company has been very tight recently, so save some money."

After finishing speaking, Ye Ziqin had changed his shoes and turned around and walked out of the door, but as he turned around, a soft sigh also fell into Zhuo Bufan's ears.

Zhuo Bufan held the bank card in his hand, and his thoughts were complicated. Ye Ziqin might have regarded him as a little white face eating soft rice. Now she is unwilling to be separated from herself. First, she is afraid that Zhuo's family will not be able to survive. The second reason is that she has herself. This wimpy husband can help her get rid of many flies around her.

Zhuo Bufan collected his bank card, took a taxi and went to an antique street, where he bought some cinnabar, wolf hair, and yellow paper to go home. The street stalls and some feng shui shops sold talismans, but he took a look. , There is no aura at all, can only deceive people for peace of mind.

After closing the door of the room, he spread out the blank yellow paper, covered the wolf with cinnabar, tried to gather the spiritual energy into the cinnabar, and then began to draw the talisman.

When the first painting was finished, Zhuo Bufan's forehead was already drenched with sweat, and the talisman looked relaxed, but it actually consumed spiritual power and energy.

"Failed!" Zhuo Bufan lowered his head and said dejectedly: "It's still my current strength is too weak. Before I changed it, I could just draw a Ninth-Rank Talisman."

Zhuo Bufan kept himself in the room all afternoon. When Ye Ziqin came back from get off work, Wang Ma took her coat and hung it on the hanger. She was worried: "My uncle bought a pile of paper, cinnabar and wolf hoof, and shut herself up. In the room, I didn't come out all afternoon."

Ye Ziqin changed a pair of slippers and frowned. Recently, she felt that Zhuo Bufan was acting weird and her character changed drastically. It was hard to be irritated: "Well, I'll go upstairs to see him."

Pushing open the door, the floor was full of yellow paper, and the table was mottled with cinnabar. Zhuo Bufan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and resting. He successfully drew three first-class talismans throughout the afternoon, and he was too tired.

"Yeba, you are off work." Zhuo Bufan sensed someone coming in, opened his eyes, sat up, and said with a slight smile.

"Well, what are you doing?" Ye Ziqin frowned and looked suspiciously at the mess in the room.

Zhuo Bufan took a folded talisman from the table and handed it to her: "I'm bored and learned a little from the book the technique of drawing talisman. This is the safe talisman I drew and gave it to you."

Ye Ziqin took the talisman with a cold face, his "husband" is really hopeless, and what kind of drawing talisman he has to learn. It is better to think about it than to go outside to find a woman and be arrested, and to go to the police station to find someone.

"I'm going to a banquet in the evening, and you eat by yourself." Ye Ziqin put the peace symbol in his pocket and turned around and walked out of the room.

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After dinner, Zhuo Bufan ran to the mountain forest behind the villa to sit and practice. The spiritual energy from hundreds of meters around him gathered towards him, and he reached the position of the dantian, and even formed a wisp of white gas visible to the naked eye that penetrated the dantian and then spread. Hundreds of limbs, muscles and veins.

At this time in the banquet hall of the Bernard Clubhouse.

"Oh, that is Ye Ziqin, he looks like a vixen."

"Hehe, they are very proud. You didn't see so many Guiwei Gongzi greet her just now, she didn't even smile."

"What about arrogance? I thought that if I climbed the big tree of the Zhuo family, I didn't find a useless man."

Jealous of Ye Ziqin's graceful posture, women with stunning faces gathered together to sarcastically, and their eyes fell not far away, wearing a black evening gown on the graceful and luxurious Ye Ziqin.

Ye Ziqin was holding a wine glass, a pair of black wooden leaf fringed high heels set off her tall and charming figure, carrying red wine in her hand, peerless and independent.

"Mr. Ye, Young Master Yang is here." A man in a suit and leather shoes stood beside her, who was the company's general manager Zhou Wei.

As he was talking, a man with excellent demeanor wearing an Armani white suit walked over and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, it's been a long time since I saw him. He is still charming."

"Mr. Yang is also young and golden, and handsome." Ye Ziqin's mouth was filled with a stiff smile.

"I wonder if Mr. Ye has considered my last proposal?" Yang Tiancheng asked with a smile.

Ye Ziqin said nonchalantly: "Mr. Yang, if you want to talk about other things, we can continue to talk about it, but if you want to buy my company, I will not agree to it. The company was established by my mother's hard work. It is absolutely impossible to sell the company."

Yang Tiancheng smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, we are all businessmen. Now we are in a market economy. We are too emotional. We are not a qualified businessperson. I hope you will seriously consider my proposal." He said, his eyes flashed. There was a touch of shame.

"I may not be a qualified businessman, but I must be a qualified daughter." Ye Ziqin said coldly.

Yang Tiancheng sneered, and cursed in his heart: "Smelly 38, I don't know what is good or bad."

After the banquet was over, Ye Ziqin drove the Audi A6L home alone. Just out of the parking lot, Ye Ziqin's heart trembled. A red car suddenly slammed into it from the side.

Ye Ziqin's pretty face paled with fright, closed his eyes, and then heard a'bang', the body shook violently, suddenly a white light flashed on her body, and the broken glass stubble was bombed before it splashed on her body. opened.

The car that hit the person turned around and drove straight away.

Ye Ziqin seemed to see a white light flashing on her body just now, as if it was coming out of her handbag. Although she changed her clothes today, she threw the safety charm Zhuo Bufan gave her in her bag.

Before she could think about it, her eyes went dark and her forehead fell directly on the steering wheel.