Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1477: Looking Like a Nutjob

Chapter 1477: Looking Like a Nutjob

Ning Shu finally knew why some task-takers had fallen to Feng Yin’s charm. His temperament and beauty really were in defiance of the natural order.

s.h.i.+t, this ghost was truly gorgeous.

And that bright red garment...

With how handsome he was, so what if he was a ghost? Appearance was king, after all.

Ordinary human beings could no longer be male leads. The requirements now were so harsh that the male leads couldn’t even be of the human race anymore.

Feng Yin leaned over slightly, close to Song Xihan’s ear. It was unknown what he had said, but Song Xihan became shy, and her face turned red like a ripe peach. In other people’s eyes, it was inexplicable.

Song Xihan was shy and blus.h.i.+ng, looking like a nutjob.

Feng Yin felt Ning Shu’s gaze. He turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ai, she felt suffocated when looking at him directly. Just like Tao Qin had said, the guy was so handsome that he looked like a fox spirit.

When Feng Yin gazed at Ning Shu, she felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on her. Her body froze.

Ning Shu looked behind Feng Yin, her gaze vacant. She refused to meet Feng Yin’s eyes, proving that she couldn’t see him.

She couldn’t alert the enemy right now.

Feng Yin carelessly retracted his gaze and sat next to Song Xihan with his chin in his hand. He lazily watched Song Xihan work, his eyes full of doting and indulgence.

His posture was elegant and lazy; in short, he was incredibly charming.

“Tao Qin.” Xie Weiming looked towards Ning Shu, who followed him into the office.

“How is it?” asked Xie Weiming.

Ning Shu shook her head and said, “Let’s talk when we get back.”

When Xie Weiming saw Ning Shu’s appearance, he didn’t ask any more questions. As soon as he returned home, he asked Ning Shu, “How is the company doing?”

“There was a ghost.” Ning Shu held out a finger. After thinking about it for a moment, she stretched out another.

“What do you mean?” Xie Weiming was confused.

“There is a ghost who isn’t that powerful. He’s responsible for the company’s abnormalities,” said Ning Shu. “However, there’s one more, a very powerful ghost. I may not be able to deal with him alone. We’ll have to plan things out well.”

Feng Yin, who had lived for thousands of years, would not play tricks on others. Right now, he only cared about Song Xihan.

If he were to make a move, he would directly kill the person or crippled him.

Xie Weiming frowned. “The company used to be fine before. Who would provoke this kind of thing?”

Because Song Xihan was in the company.

Now, Feng Yin was inseparable from Song Xihan. Besides, the jade pendant was still on Song Xihan.

Xie Weiming said to Ning Shu, “Maybe you should call your master here.”

Ning Shu shook her head. “Master can’t leave the temple, so he won’t come.”

Xie Weiming sighed and ruffled his hair in irritation. “What’s the reason? Everything has cause and effect.”

Ning Shu said, “The problem probably originated from a person. Maybe it was the staff that drew the ghost.”

Ning Shu went upstairs to see Xie Yiyuan. Xie Yiyuan had woken up by now, and he lay on the bed, blinking his eyes. When he saw Ning Shu, he was taken aback for a moment before saying, “Help me. I want to go to the toilet.”

“How could you ask the Daoist master to help you go to the toilet?” Xie Weiming came in and helped his son to the bathroom.

Ning Shu looked at Xie Yiyuan, who was lying in bed again, and asked, “How’s your body feeling?”

“It hurts all over.” Xie Yiyuan felt like he had been beaten up so furiously that even his bones ached.

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