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391 A Cute Ghost in Your Phone 2

In addition, Yan's father was more fond of his healthy youngest son Yan Fei. He started to try to communicate with Yan Ting. However, after several contacts with Yan Ting did not get a good look, he gradually threw Yan Ting away.

Yan Fei's mother was even more afraid of Yan Ting.

Yan Ting was already sick, and his life was extremely difficult when he was a child.

From leaving the Yan family completely at the age of 11 or 2, relying on his extremely high intelligence, and after several years of expansion, from making a fortune by relying on an unfair career at the beginning, to slowly adjusting later, in more than ten years, an extremely glorious business empire was quickly created, and the Yan family was completely swallowed up step by step.

Yan's father, who was over 50 years old, was already in a bad state. After knowing that the one who suppressed him was Yan Ting, he suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and died shortly after lasting.

Burial in this cemetery.

If you hear carefully, there is indeed a crying sound not far away. Chu Ci's toes lightly floated in the air, and it seemed that this feeling was very wonderful.

The little girl carried her skirt and walked around the air curiously, blinked her eyes, thought about it, but she fell to the ground and walked towards the other side lightly.

In fact, there seemed to be something like her around her, but it was like small balls of light blue flames. After seeing her, she drifted to the side, as if she didn't dare to touch her.

Until he walked out of this small cemetery and came to the cemetery in another area, he saw the people kneeling in front of a new tomb not far away. Chu Ci chose a suitable angle to observe and sat lightly to the high place. Her white and tender calves were shaking, watching the people there crying.

At this moment, the system prompted the sound.

‘Discover the mission target Yan Ting, current love value -36.’

Chu Ci paused and was stunned for a moment, her white and tender little face was confused.

What hasn't she done yet? Why is she -36???

Cha Bai appeared at this time, and looked at Chu Ci's slender figure wearing a black windbreaker approaching, and said, "This is a supernatural plane. The plane information shows that Yan Fei's grandmother has the ability to communicate with spiritual objects. Yan Ting found out that her mother's death seemed to be related to this aspect. As for Yan Ting, it was not affected much because of her own particularity..."

So did you take your anger to someone like her?

Chu Ci's cheeks bulged slightly. As Yan Ting approached here, there was a man who looked like an assistant behind him.

Yan Ting is very tall and looks thin. He looks about twenty-six or seven years old. His facial features are delicate and he has a hint of coldness. His complexion is not very good. He is surrounded by an indescribable feeling, as if he is gloomy and sick. But if he wants to look carefully, the horrifying aura on his body will make people shudder and dare not explore too much.

He raised his hand and refused the person behind him to hold an umbrella. With a smile on the corner of his lips, he walked towards the people who were kneeling on the ground and wailing like a smile.

The fine raindrops fell on his black windbreaker and soon disappeared. In the drizzle, he was not in a state of embarrassment, his black eyes narrowed slightly, his voice was plain and a little indifference and pleasure.
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