1287 Sorcerer's Apprentice 2

at me, his disgust for me undisguised.After dinner tonight, Grandfather went straight to the point and said: "September 9th is coming soon, and the Qingshu Guan Temple will hold a ceremony to worship...I sneakily glanced at Jiang Qiyun beside me.

Most celestial deities possess a cold and aloof demeanor. When Lihua and Yinluo were speaking, Jiang Qiyun seemed to have not heard them at all. He was absorbed in gently touching the child's brow, as if bestowing a blessing, before returning the child to Yinluo.

As dawn approached, Jiang Qiyuan was about to return to the Heavenly Emperor's Palace. He gave me a fleeting glance.

This look speaks volumes.

Having spent so much time with him, I feel like I'm becoming as quick-witted as his subordinate.

"I know... I'll take good care of my wounds." I replied.

Jiang Qiyun slightly leaned down, his long fingers pinching my chin and shaking it gently: "The next time I see you, if I see another wound on your body, don't expect me to let you off easily..."

I am very embarrassed. This guy has been getting more and more domineering lately, I don't know what's gotten into him.

This past month has been so hectic, I haven't really paid him much attention, and he's probably pretty upset with me.

Jiang Qiyun's figure disappeared in the room.

Yin Luo smirked and stuck out her tongue, saying, "Master seems to be in a bit of a bad mood. Little junior wife, did you not try your best to sweet-talk him"

"Alas... this past month, I've had no appetite and couldn't sleep. And to top it off, I've been having troubled dreams " I reached up to rub my forehead.

I could bundle my left hand up like a zongzi. I couldn't help but ask, "Is my hand that seriously injured"

"It's not a big deal, really. I made too much medicine and used some precious ingredients from secret recipes. Might as well use a little extra, don't waste it." Xiao Yinluo said with conviction.

... Are you wasteful or frugal

"I'm more concerned about your stabbed finger than this. Let me get some iodine to disinfect it again."

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Before dawn, Xiao Yinluo "forced" me to take a nap.

Jiang Qiyun is gone, yet my dreams remain restless.

One moment I dreamt of the white pendant, the next I saw it transformed into a gigantic moon in the sky, back and forth it went.

The sun was high in the sky, and Xiao Yinluo woke me up, saying that she had made an appointment with her classmate to take me to see the situation.

Yin Luo borrowed her senior brother's car keys and drove me out.

"Your fifth senior sister's cooking is truly amazing..." I looked at the simple meal in the lunchbox and thought it was a miracle that Yin Luo could maintain such a slender figure.

"That's right, Fifth Senior Sister and Sixth Senior Sister take care of everyone's stomachs. Even Mu Wanchen got scolded by them. You get soft when you eat someone else's food, don't you!" Yin Luo looked around cautiously and opened the door very slowly.

I opened my lunchbox and took out a vegetable spring roll. Seeing Yin Luo open it so carefully, I couldn't help but say, "Why don't I open it for you How come it's taking so long..."

"My little wife, you don't know, cars and phones just don't agree with me," Yinluo said with a pout. "Whenever I drive, my car breaks down, and whenever I use my phone, I lose it. My senior brother Jun has bought me so many phones and cars, I've lost count..."

Yin Luo's driving skills were still good, but she had psychological trauma. She drove cautiously all the way to the suburbs.

This is a newly planned cultural and creative industrial park, almost every big city has such a place.

Yinluo drove the car into the underground parking lot. As soon as she went in, a white sports car closely followed her around the turn.

"Oh! What kind of person is this! Doesn't know how to give way!" Yin Luo quickly dodged, and the other party also braked, but the bumper still rubbed against each other.

Our car is just an ordinary sedan, probably they thought we would give way—no one wants to scrape a luxury car.

The car window across from us rolled down, and a woman who looked to be about forty years old took off her sunglasses and gave us a faint glance.

Rich woman.

The word popped into my head.

"How can you drive like that You're so slow, you're just trying to bump into us on purpose, aren't you" The rich woman lazily pointed at us with her sunglasses leg.

Yinluo also rolled down her car window, leaned her arm on the frame, and replied, "You're wearing sunglasses in the underground parking garage. No wonder you couldn't see clearly. You're not a young man anymore, why are you still putting on such a show Safety first, understand"

The rich woman let out a snort and said arrogantly, "Talking to you poor bums is such a waste of time. You can't even afford the damages! Just step aside, I'm in a hurry and don't have time to mess with you."

"Hmm..." Yin Luo let out a low sneer, sounding like she was about to roll up her sleeves and get down to business.

"Forget it." I said with a slight frown. "We still have important matters to attend to. Since the other party doesn't want to get involved, isn't that a good thing"

"I already yielded, it was her who braked late. I should be the one compensated, she's acting like a big shot and refusing to pay! Actually, she just wants to get away with it." Yin Luo said indignantly.

"Alright, alright, does the second young miss still lack a few cents Come on, let's get down to business." I pulled Yin Lu's arm with a laugh.

"Fine," Yin Luo mumbled, "I'll listen to my little wife."

We backed up, and a young man got out of the car in front of us and helped us with directions.

"See that, the little white face raised by a wealthy woman." Yin Luo's voice was neither loud nor soft.

The young man was taken aback and explained, "I'm not—"

"Who cares who you are!" Yin Luo rolled her eyes at him and drove away.

When it comes to wealth, the Yin family once single-handedly supported tens of thousands of displaced people in Wuzhishan City for over half a year. This expenditure is simply staggering in my view.

Though the Daoist family may be rich with gold and silver, they would never engage in a competition of wealth. The Yin family spends most of its fortune on helping the poor and needy, therefore their family prospered and enjoyed abundant blessings for generations to come.

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“My classmate’s nickname is ‘Sugar.’ We don’t get along, but coincidentally during last year’s earthquake, she helped me transport a lot of supplies to aid the people in Wuzhuang Mountain City. So, I owe her a favor.” Yin Luo frowned and shook her head.

"Since I can help you, it means the person isn't bad, right" I asked.

"It's hard to explain. She's righteous and straightforward, but... she's too complicated. She used to play around a lot, having boyfriends and girlfriends, both genders were fine, anything from polyamorous relationships... You understand what I mean, right, little junior wife"

I nodded, a little confused but I got the general idea.

“I scolded her before, saying she was promiscuous or something, but she doesn't believe in Buddhism... Later I heard she toned it down a bit. She’s quite a handful. She even started her own company before graduating… Her family is pretty wealthy too.”

Okay, it's another rich person's affliction.

Sometimes I also wonder — how come there are so many rich people in the world

I'm just so poor.

"I'm poor too," Yinluo said frankly. "I'm still using the pocket money given to me by Jun, my senior brother."

"You're still poor! Just speak up if you want something, don't pretend to be poor!"

“Well, I want Mu Wanchen to come back quickly and bring the children, Zhee—”

I was amused by her, and I wanted to tease her about how she couldn't live without Mu Wanchen.

The elevator dinged and stopped on the eighth floor.

I looked up and saw the wealthy woman from before walking down the hallway with a young man.

"Yo~~" the rich woman said with a cold face, in a yin-yang way: "What bad luck today I bump into scammers everywhere I go."

Yin Luo raised an eyebrow: "Heh heh..."

>anner. Ultimately, Ah Yue's figure is still missing.Jiang Qiyun stared coldly at Old Wangye, who had a crazy, provocative smile on his face: “A Yue… is my good daughter… her cultivation… is all mine…”...