Chapter 63 One day I will kill that woman
"One day, I will kill that woman!" Song Yan gritted her teeth and hugged her lower abdomen, walking down the company's stairs. Her Yang Qi was close to zero, and her dizziness became worse. To be honest, what was God thinking when he wrote her fate?
She was in a hurry to take a taxi home, but Song Lan and his men insisted on making trouble for her. The pain in her body was almost unbearable and she was about to faint - all because of her stupid sister!
"I've already told you that killing that woman will solve the problem. With our current cultivation level, it's a little difficult, but not impossible." Fang Yanli saw that Song Yan's Yang Qi was almost exhausted, so she kept her distance.
Song Yan has been a ghost for five centuries, and her Yin energy is no joke. Now it has basically become a disaster. If she gets any closer, the Yin energy will probably devour her spirit like afternoon tea!
Damned or not, she loved this little shred of life she lived as a ghost.
Song Yan also felt that her yin energy was getting stronger and stronger, and her body became colder than the temperature a human could bear. Damn, her yin energy overwhelmed her yang energy.
She became more and more annoyed with Song Lan. Her vision was distorted and she could only see a blur. Shit! This is what she was afraid of. Now the yin and yang in her body were in conflict. If this continued——
A familiar and strong hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbed her arm, and pulled her up when she was about to fall.
"Are you okay?" A clear and hoarse voice sounded in her ears. Song Yan was stunned, but before she raised her head, her vision instantly became clear, and what came into her eyes was a ball of strong yang energy. She blinked, trying to get rid of the confusion in her black irises and focus on the man who helped her up, but before she could do so-
Her yin energy has already enveloped the man's yang energy. Song Yan's mind is full of thoughts - Daddy, hug me! I am willing to do anything, as long as you hug me, you, the man among men!
This Yang Qi was so powerful that with just a slight touch, all the tingling in her body disappeared. If she hugged him, wouldn't her Yin Qi be completely controlled for the next five days? Just one hug - just one, and he didn't feel anything at all.
"Song Yan, I want to ask if you are okay?" Fu Yusheng raised his hand and waved it in front of Song Yan. Song Yan looked at him as if she was looking at a piece of juicy meat. She had been hungry for almost a week.
Song Yan came back to his senses, licked his lips, put on a flattering smile, and greeted Fu Yusheng, "Oh, thank you for helping me, I just have a stomachache because I didn't eat breakfast. It's nothing in the morning."
Now that the yin energy has been controlled and the stinging pain has disappeared, Song Yan is much calmer than before. However, watching Fu Yusheng looking at her steadily, she screamed in her heart - Ah ah ah! Why, why must she meet her husband of all people? She even looked at him as if he was a candy that she wanted to swallow.
How embarrassing!
Fu Yusheng looked down at Song Yan, who was looking at him, his face slowly flushed. He frowned, raised his hand, lifted her chin, and rested his forehead on hers.
Song Yan blinked her eyes, and her nose began to be filled with Fu Yusheng's fragrance, like a spring breeze blowing on her face. It made her relax a little, breathing in his scent, and her tense nerves slowly relaxed.
" What are you doing? " "What's wrong?" she asked, moving away from him to stare at his chiseled, handsome face, which, despite being in his thirties and already the father of a little boy, still lacked a trace of youthful charm.
"You have a slight fever." Fu Yusheng's voice was as calm as jade. He put down his hand and looked at Song Yan with a hint of reproach in his eyes.
This woman has always been like this, never caring about herself. If she is not feeling well, she should stay at home and let Shen Yue wait for her. After all, she is the lady of the Fu family, and she should let others wait for her instead of running around.
"Oh, this?" She smiled and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "It's nothing bad, I just need to eat something and take some ibuprofen and I'll be fine. There's nothing to worry about. You know - if I work too much, I'll start to have a fever, isn't it the same thing? On our wedding day?"
Indeed, Song Yan was raised by her mother like a little princess. Not to mention the hard work, Song Yan didn't even have to use her dexterous hands to cut beef. Her mother also hired a personal maid for Song Yan to help her do everything.
As a result, Song Yan's physique became as soft as a baby, and if she did something that was not in line with her daily habits, she would start to have a fever.
Something also happened on the wedding day because Soo-yeon wasn't used to the heavy clothes and pressure, she started to feel uncomfortable, and when she walked down the aisle, she was like on fire.
Fu Yusheng stared at Song Yan and secretly sighed in his heart. What a treasure.