The big boss of metaphysics is sick again, and Fu Shaoqi is lucky to continue his life

While cleaning up the mess, Huoshui Dongyin said: "Young Master Fu, this damn girl doesn't even pay attention to you, and I don't know what kind of person she is from."

At this time, Fu Anran's whole body was pained and angry, and when he heard the words of this door, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

……

Ling Yun clapped her hands after cleaning up and returned to Fu Xiuyun's office.

As soon as she arrived, Fu Xiuyun's mysterious technique was undone, and she woke up slowly.

The first thing you see is the little girl smiling like the scorching sun.

Fu Xiuyun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly it was like a dream: "A Yun?"

Lingyun moved a chair from somewhere and sat opposite Fu Xiuyun, propped up her face and chanted with a smile.

"Little uncle, you have been asleep for a long time."

Fu Xiuyun?

How long have you slept?

In Fu Xiuyun's memory, he had been processing the documents and didn't feel sleepy at all. He subconsciously checked the time, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

In other words, half an hour has passed.

Fu Xiuyun frowned wearily: "I'm sorry, Ah Yun, maybe I'm too tired during this time."

Speaking of which, Fu Xiuyun put down his work, and asked Lingyun gently: "It's still early, is Ah Yun bored at home? Want to go out and play?"

It's completely the tone of treating children.

Ever since the aura was spread out in front of Fu Xiuyun last time, she didn't hide it in front of Fu Xiuyun.

Lingyun frowned slightly, and her cold eyes fell on the pile of documents piled up on the desk, "Does Ajun face so much workload every day?"

Fu Xiuyun was taken aback.

actually not.

Most of these things are just the things he's looked up recently.

Because of a dream.

In the past, Fu Xiuyun never believed in the theory of metaphysics and strange powers, but now, especially after experiencing it himself, there are some things that he can't help but not believe.

Lingyun smiled, picked up a file and flipped through it.

After reading it, Lingyun smiled.

Where is the report plan in the folder, but the materials of several big families of Taoism today.

One of the Fu family was marked out by Fu Xiuyun with a red pen.

"Xuanmen?" Lingyun smiled slightly: "If Ajun wants to know about Xuanmen, why not ask me directly, I am more familiar with them than them."

The people that Lingyun was referring to were naturally the people from the Taoist sect that Fu Xiuyun was looking for.

Fu Xiuyun lowered his eyes, raised his hand to pull the little girl into his arms, rubbed the little girl's head as if discouraged, and sighed: "A Yun, I want to know more about you."

Lingyun hooked the man's neck, smiling like a flower, "Ah Jun wants to know anything, just ask me."

Not hiding it from her, Fu Xiuyun held the little girl in his arms, took out a document from the pile of documents, and put it in front of the little girl.

"This Fu family."

Fu Xiuyun pointed to the Fu family marked in red in the document, and frowned: "Ah Yun, when I was young, I heard that the Fu family used to be a branch of the ancient family Fu family."

"Xuanmen Fu's family?" Lingyun murmured.

She looked at Fu Xiuyun, the man's eyes were burning, he was very handsome and charming.

The brows that are full of vitality are completely different from the young man in the phantom. The man in the phantom is sick and haggard, and has completely lost his yearning for life.

Lingyun drooped her eyelids, lost in thought for a while.

There was a pushing sound outside the door, and the voice of Nightingale came in from outside the door.

"Fourth young master, our president is working. If you want to see someone, I'll go in and let you know."

Nightingale shouted very loudly, as if she was deliberately reporting to the two people inside.

Fourth brother?

Lingyun's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly jumped off Fu Xiuyun's lap. ?