My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 589 - Clever mental patient

  Chapter 589 The clever mental patient

   “Can’t call the police!”

  As soon as Lu Zijia’s voice came, Ye Xinying suddenly stopped her, her expression a little flustered.

  ”You can’t call the police, you can’t call the police. I still need my brother Zixuan, and I still need my brother Zixuan. I beg you not to call the police, okay?

  Furthermore, even if you call the police, it’s useless. I am mentally ill. At most, the police will send me to a mental hospital. As long as I behave well, I can come out again.

  I tell you, if you call the police and arrest me, I will continue to look for your son after I come out of the mental hospital, so you’d better not call the police. “

  Fang Yueqiu, Song Zhuohai, “…”

  Lu Zijia, “…” Didn’t you just say that you are not mentally ill? Why do you now admit that you are mentally ill?

  Tsk, now the brain circuits of mental patients are really puzzling!

  Song Zixuan, “!!!” Fuck! How did he offend God, God wants to play with him like this, it is simply to play his rhythm!

  And, isn’t it mentally ill? The mentally ill threatened them not to call the police. When did the mentally ill be so smart?

   “Whose daughter are you?” Song Zhuohai thought for a while and asked Ye Xinyin.

   Those who can be invited to the Gu family banquet are basically either rich or expensive, and they can afford to live in a villa. Their family background should be good.

  Emperor Capital’s upper-class society says it’s not big or small, maybe he knows Ye Xinyin’s family.

  Ye Xinying’s eyes flickered, her mouth closed tightly without speaking.

  Song Zhuohai’s face was dark, “If you don’t tell me, then I can only call the police, and I have the ability to let you stay in the mental hospital for a while.”

   Hearing the words, Ye Xinyin looked panicked and almost blurted out, “Don’t don’t, don’t call the police, I said, my father is Ye Guozhi, the chairman of Ye’s.”

   “Ye Guozhi?” Song Zhuohai was surprised, and his gaze at Ye Xinyin looked a little strange.

   “Yes, yes, my father is Ye Guozhi, I have already said, you can’t call the police.” Ye Xinyin said with red eyes in anxious manner.

  Song Zhuohai and his wife looked at each other for a while, and finally decided to let Ye Xinying go, “Forget it this time, but if there is another time, I won’t be merciful.”

  The last sentence is full of warning.

   “Thank you, Uncle Song.”

  Ye Xinyin was full of gratitude. At this moment, she seemed to be no different from ordinary people.

After Lu Zijia released Ye Xinyin’s body, he left with the Song family three.

   “Dad, that’s it? Don’t you need to notify her family?”

  Song Zixuan did not suffer much during the two days he was imprisoned, that is, he was horrified by Ye Xinyin’s face change. Of course, there are some unpalatable meals that make his stomach hurt.

  However, he was still a little afraid that Ye Xinyin would still be attached to him, so he locked him up again.

  This kind of experience is enough. He doesn’t want to experience it a second time. If there is a second time, he will really fall apart.

   Song Zhuohai shook his head, “If you go out in the future, you should bring two bodyguards.”

  Song Zixuan, “…” Why does he have the illusion that Ye Xinyin is the victim?

   Seeing that her husband didn’t mean to explain, Fang Yueqiu explained it on her behalf, “Son, don’t blame us for not helping you. Our family really owes Uncle Ye a favor. This time, it is deemed to be repaid.

  Furthermore, Ye Xinyin is also a poor man. “

  (End of this chapter)

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