"Why, I can't go?" Before Yun Qiqi could say anything, Li Yunpei responded first, with an unhappy tone.

"That's not what I meant." The steward of the Yang family shook his head and hurriedly added with a smile, "I just lamented that Miss Yun and Mr. Li have such a good relationship. I am really surprised."

After all, everyone in Beijing knew that Li Yunpei had a tough character and was said to be able to kill women.

It’s just... that they have a good relationship as a young couple, but they don’t want to shield their daughter-in-law from the sun.

To be honest, wherever Miss Yun goes, Li Yunpei follows her, never leaving her.

Yun Qiqi glanced at today's sunny sky. It was true that the sun was too hot, but she also wore sunscreen.

"Take me to Jinyuan."

"Wait a minute." Li Yunpei strode up behind her, his dark eyes exuding arrogance, "You're not allowed to take his car, take my car."

"Why?" Yun Qiqi was a little confused.

"I never take someone else's car to someone else's house!"

"..."

He has so many quirks.

Yun Qiqi glanced at the manager of the Yang family apologetically, and said sheepishly: "He's not thinking right lately. He's a clingy little puppy. Please understand."

"Yun, seven, seven!" The angry voice of a man gnashing his teeth sounded in his ears.

If she wasn't outside, he would really want to strangle her to death!

The Yang family's housekeeper understood it but did not dare to say anything, "Then I will drive in front to lead the way, and you follow me."

"Okay." Yun Qiqi smiled and turned around immediately, only to see the man's chest in front of her, like a huge wall.

She raised her eyelashes, pursed her lips and said, "Li Yunpei, can you please stop hitting my head with your breasts?"

We almost bumped into each other, okay?

"Who made you so short?" Li Yunpei looked at her coldly, with a arrogant tone: "You are 1.68 meters tall, and you are not even taller than my shoulders."

"Li Yunpei, you're really handsome when you're not talking. Also, it's bad luck to hold up a dark umbrella in broad daylight." Yun Qiqi stared at him angrily, walked around him, and got into his arms.

Black Maybach.

However, her heartbeat actually accelerated a bit. Only his aura could cover the black color.

Li Yunpei narrowed his eyes coldly: "I like black."

The scenery of Jinyuan is excellent. There are koi carp jumping in the pond, the lotus leaves are green and the lotus flowers are light pink. It faces north and faces south. It is a quadrangle.

As two luxury cars stopped driving one behind the other, the steward of the Yang family got out of the car in front and came over to greet Yun Qiqi and Li Yunpei.

"Miss Yun, this is our old man's Jinyuan. We hired the world's top construction team to find a Feng Shui treasure land in the capital, and it took ten years to build it."

Yun Qiqi Palm Eye, Jinyuan is designed in a very retro style, with the feeling of a courtyard house where dignitaries lived in the Republic of China.

“Really good.”

"Ten years?" Li Yunpei's face was clear and cold: "Not very good."

The steward of the Yang family was ashamed, "Compared to Mr. Li, your manor... is naturally not worth mentioning."

Li Yunpei was the first person to build a manor castle in the entire capital city center.

"Miss Yun, maybe you can see the feng shui problem?" Yang's steward asked directly, with a hint of prying eyes. After all, he also wanted to see how much the girl in front of him weighed.

Once you are sure that you have real ability, it will not be too late to step into Jinyuan.

Yun Qiqi raised her lips and smiled, "Your courtyard faces south and has good lighting, but Mr. Yang didn't choose it himself, right?"

"You are right." The steward of the Yang family was slightly surprised, "Mr. Yang's son chose me."

"From a Feng Shui perspective, everything is good, but if I guessed correctly, there is a cemetery underground, right? As soon as I got to the door, I felt a chill."

The housekeeper of the Yang family was immediately in awe, "To tell you the truth, Miss Yun, Mr. Yang's son listened to a Feng Shui master who said that seeing the coffin will make you rich, and building a courtyard on the cemetery will make your family prosperous."

"Is the servant prospering?"

"This..." The steward of the Yang family was melancholy, "Mr. Yang is seriously ill. He is always coughing up blood. He also often has nightmares about the ghosts in the fields coming to him."

Yun Qiqi's eyes were calm, and then she heard him say: "What else?"

"Alas, our Mr. Yang's son has no descendants so far."

"Have you seen anyone else come to see you?"

"Of course." The steward of the Yang family frowned, with thick lines around his eyes. "They all say that this house is a haunted house with ghosts. But most of them can't get anything done after taking money, and they don't have real skills. Miss Yun

, can you solve it?"

"From the perspective of Feng Shui, if a living person invades the ghost house and the soul of the dead is suppressed, there may be many disasters and great disasters."

"It may cause the unfavorable interaction of yin and yang, excessive yin energy, and long-term illness and drowsiness."

The manager of the Yang family was shocked and frightened before meeting him.

Yun Qiqi looked forward to it with beautiful eyes: "Don't worry, let me see what's going on first. From my personal point of view, I don't think the problem is big."

How can there be so many ghosts in the world?

Patting the steward of the Yang family on the shoulder, she walked into Jinyuan with light steps, her hands behind her back and her toes, looking a little playful.

Li Yunpei followed closely with a hint of seriousness in his black eyes.

Jinyuan, inside the main house.

An old man was bedridden and was resting his mind with his eyes closed. This man was Mr. Yang, Yang Licheng.

He has gray hair, a lot of wrinkles on his face, and a large mole under his eye.

A middle-aged, strong man was crying violently beside the bed. He was Mr. Yang's son, Yang Yuanzhou. Next to him stood his wife, also wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

The steward of the Yang family led them in and saw this scene.

"This is Miss Yun, I've long admired your name!" Yang Yuanzhou rushed up and held Yun Qiqi's hand, speaking excitedly.

Yun Qiqi narrowed her beautiful eyes and tried to pull her hand away from his palm: "Yeah."

However, the man in front of me held her tightly and refused to let go for a long time.

"Miss Yun, please save my dad... He must be haunted by evil spirits. There must be ghosts of grievances that are still around!" Yang Yuanzhou looked around the garden with a look of extreme fear in his eyes.

Yun Qiqi observed his every move and moved his lips: "I know, I'm just here to check on him. Please let me go."

Li Yunpei's black eyes exuded a domineering aura, and he raised his lips coldly: "Let her go."

Hearing the man's noble and inviolable voice, Yang Yuanzhou came back to his senses and hurriedly let go of his hand, "Li...Mr. Li?"

Li Yunpei had been reported in the media, and Yang Yuanzhou recognized him and was particularly surprised. He did not expect to meet Mrs. Li's grandson, Li Yunpei.

Such an emperor-like figure would actually come together...

"I didn't expect Mr. Li to come too." Yang Yuanzhou was surprised and wanted to hold Li Yunpei's hand.
Chapter completed!