It is very well-behaved when someone holds it, does not cry or fuss, and has a soft and waxy voice. It does not understand the adult world and only thinks it is its own problem.

Fu Jia's nose felt sore and he blurted out: "Who said no one likes you!"

The little girl's eyes widened in disbelief. They were round and bright, like grapes, and very beautiful.

Fu Jia felt a little regretful as soon as he said those words, but when he was looked at by those eyes, he couldn't bear it and gritted his teeth: "Your father, I... like you!"

Seeing that the little girl's black and white eyes were filled with surprise, Fu Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, it's not that scary.

The little girl is very clean all over, her face is plump and rosy, her complexion is very healthy, and she is not pale at all.

Apart from being cold, no matter how you look, you are lovable.

In the summer, it was cool to hold her in a cold hug. Thinking of this, Fu Jia became more and more pleased with the little girl.

His high-spirited heart suddenly fell back into his stomach, and he smiled at it from the bottom of his heart.

The little girl shouted in a sweet voice: "Daddy~"

Fu Jia choked for a moment. He originally wanted to call it another name. He was a young and beautiful man who had an extra daughter inexplicably. He wanted to find a wife!

As soon as he hesitated, he felt two cool eyes falling on him. As soon as he raised his head, he was met with a reproachful look from his assistant.

Fu Jia wanted to rush up and shake his shoulders. Have you figured out who is the boss?

The other one came from Lu Li. Her eyes seemed to say that if he didn't respond, he would be thrown into a pile of evil spirits.

Who knows why he could read this meaning from her eyes?

Fu Jia complained crazily in his heart.

Chu Hanxing said lightly: "It helped you."

Fu Jia drove this car for at least five days, and no accidents occurred during this period because the ghost baby helped him block it. The ghost hit the wall too hard that time, and the opponent was a powerful ghost. It consumed too much ghost power and could not defeat the opponent.

Fu Jia was stunned, feeling as if he had spilled the condiments, with mixed flavors.

He suddenly felt that he was blind and could not see the world clearly.

The best friend he thought was plotting against him behind his back wanted him to die, but the truly terrifying ghost stood in front of him to protect him.

Fu Jia had lived for more than 20 years and had self-doubt for the first time.

Seeing Fu Jia in a daze, the little girl didn't give up and called out in a sweet voice: "Daddy."

Fu Jia sighed and took it from Lu Li's arms: "Hey, dad is here."

The little girl called again: "Dad~"

"Hey, baby."

"Dad~"

"Here you are."

…

It went back and forth, and in the end Fu Jia fully recognized the title.

There was a hint of cunning in the little girl's eyes, she covered her mouth and secretly laughed tremblingly, and the atmosphere in the car became relaxed.

Chu Hanxing glanced at it inadvertently. He was quite smart as a child. He must have specifically asked Empress Taishan for help.

Since she has gone to the temple specifically to beg for a child, she will definitely pay attention to her condition at all times. From what the ghost baby said, it can be inferred that the first time the other party had a miscarriage was not sad, so she must know that she is pregnant.

As long as she is reluctant to let go, the ghost baby will not leave her and choose to stay in the car.

She begged for the child herself, so why did she deliberately cause a miscarriage for a large sum of money? Or was there something unspeakable?

Or maybe it's because she's pregnant with a girl.

…

After a person loses his or her soul, the soul will usually go to a place where it usually goes. That place is popular and familiar, and will make the soul feel at ease.

As for Fu Jia's appearance, according to Chu Hanxing's speculation, it should be the hotel where he stayed in the city next door.

The group of people arrived at two o'clock in the middle of the night. The hotel was owned by Fu Jia's company and he had a special room. They got to the suite without much effort.

"Wow, Dad, there are so many people~"

It was late at night, everyone was asleep, and there was no one anywhere.

It's obviously...

Fu Jia and his assistant's eyes were still open at this time. They looked at each other and swallowed at the same time.

In the stairwell and at the end of the corridor, there are Ah Piao everywhere.

They are not as clean as the little girl, their blood is gurgling, their bodies are deathly white, and some of them smell very bad.

The little girl put her hand on Fu Jia's shoulder with a serious look on her face: "Dad, don't be afraid, the baby will protect you!"

"Baby, you are so kind."

Fu Jia looked touched, and then received a disdainful look from Lu Li, with two words clearly written in it: shameful.

Fu Jia only felt guilty for a moment and immediately became confident. Look, how filial his cub is!

The assistant held the room card and leaned it against the induction magnet, and the door opened with a beep. Fu Jia had the backing of a ghost, and he went to confront the sexy ghost aggressively until he heard his own voice."

"...This hatred lasts forever, ah, girl, what a poignant and beautiful love is behind this..."

Fu Jia pretended to be a scholar rushing to take the exam in ancient times and was reciting the Song of Everlasting Regret to a beautiful woman.

The woman didn't panic at all when she saw them coming. She just wiped her tears with a handkerchief and cried: "Poor, so pitiful!"

After she finished crying, she placed her hands on her face, made an operatic orchid finger, and sang: "Tang Minghuang enjoyed the colorful feast, and Yang Guifei's soul died and Yuyang changed..."

It is the Palace of Eternal Life.

Her voice was as melodious as an oriole, with the accent of ancient Mandarin, and the protracted ending. It was very charming, but it was full of melancholy, which sounded heartbreaking.

When she sang that Concubine Yang hanged herself in Maweipo, her voice became even more choked up and she was in mourning. She fell on the sofa and cried.

Except for Chu Hanxing, everyone was infected by her, and felt a touch of sadness in their hearts.

The scholar Fu Jia seemed to be used to it, and comforted him: "Girl, it's not a good thing to get drunk on CP, and he has been dead for eight hundred years. We should give up our fantasies, recognize the reality, and reincarnate as soon as possible."

"What do you know!" The woman glared at him hatefully, turned her face, and said in a sad tone, "I think back then, my husband and I were very much in love with each other, but we were also forced to separate..."

"How can people live a comfortable life in that world?"

She was dressed in late Qing dynasty clothes and her feet were bound. She was young, less than twenty-five, when she died, and her miserable eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.

She sang Farewell My Concubine again, all of which were tragic and poignant love stories.

Lu Li rubbed his ears irritably, "Stop singing!"

She seemed not to have heard anything and continued singing babbling.

Lu Li couldn't stand her mood and felt uncomfortable all over. She interrupted loudly: "He has already abandoned you. Isn't it interesting for you to be obsessed with him and refuse to be reincarnated? Maybe now he is hugging you and living a leisurely life."

Zi Zi, do you think he will still remember you?"

These words were indeed effective. She suddenly stopped her voice and her eyes were full of resentment, "What do you know! A Zhen was just fascinated by the vixen. He had no choice but to sell me!"


Chapter completed!