My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Song Yan had no other choice but to follow the group of bodyguards that her husband has sent. She got inside the car and settled down in the back seat, during the ride—- Song Yan was very nervous and she couldn't help but get anxious when she thought she was going to meet Fu Yu Sheng and the solemn silence in the car was only making her nerves go even more taut with nervousness. What was this? Couldn't they at least talk a little and tell her what was going on? In her past life, Fu Yu Sheng did return to the country but he soon got busy making arrangements for her and Fu Rong's funeral and after that, he was too entangled in taking care of the companies matter as the consecutive death of her and Fu Rong brought negative publicity to the company.

However this time neither she nor Fu Rong died, so why was Fu Yu Sheng in the country and even if he returned ——why was he looking for her? Song Yan had many questions but she had no one who would answer her question. She looked at the bald man who was driving the car and finally couldn't resist asking, "Uhm! Mr Bodyguard can you at least tell me why Fu Yu She—-, I mean my husband is looking for me ?"

The bald man looked at her through the clear rearview mirror and calmly answered "Second Madam, I am afraid I cannot answer this question. Second master only asked me to bring second madam to him, as for everything else he didn't tell me and I didn't ask."

Song Yan silently looked at the man in front of her and couldn't help but mumble darkly in her heart at the loyalty of Fu Yu Sheng's subordinate. That man was very sly not only did he know how to play underhanded tactics in the business world, but he also knew how to choose his subordinates very wisely. Look at this bald bodyguard's loyalty he even refused to answer such a simple question since his master didn't give him the permission to tell her anything.

Song Yan understood that she would not be able to get an answer from these bodyguards so she simply closed her eyes and decided to take a short nap, she couldn't sleep because she had to take care of Li Rou' and that pig. Whatever, it doesn't matter why Fu Yu Sheng wanted to meet her, she will deal with everything that will come in her way accordingly, there was simply no point in worrying! After all Fu Yu Sheng was her husband——no, ex-husband, so why should she be worried it wasn't as if he was a demon who will eat her alive!

The place where Fu Yu Sheng asked his bodyguards to bring Song Yan was a well-known bar in the city that was owned by Fu Yu Sheng, he only opened it as a part-time interest in the beginning yet somehow the business of this bar started blooming and it became a great asset for Fu Yu Sheng.

When the car came to stop in front of the bar the bald bodyguard who was driving the car turned his head slightly around and called for Song Yan, "Second Madame, we are here." pletely soundproof and with a velvety carpet covering its cream and golden tiles even the click-clack of her heels couldn't be heard.

" here we are," said the bald bodyguard and then without giving Song Yan the chance to ready herself, he pushed the door open. When Song Yan's eyes fell on the man who was sitting in the middle of the room like a king sitting on his throne, she was momentarily stunned.

The man was tall and imposing, his light grey suit was perfectly ironed without the slightest crease on it. His hair was meticulously styled with a hair gel, only letting three bangs fall on his forehead giving him a rather younger look—— his thick brows and deep eyes locked on her face, as his handsome face darkened by several degrees, his skin that was so fair that it was almost pale flushed red with a hint of anger as his high nose scrunched up in distaste, his lips that were red and kissable pursed tightly as his dark, glittering eyes raked her from top to bottom. His gaze skimmed from her face to the down of her toes before it snapped back to her face and he parted his lips and spoke in his deep and sensual voice, " What are you wearing Song Yan?" ƒ𝘳ee𝔀e𝚋n૦𝐯el.c𝗼𝓂

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