best son in law

Chapter 22 But I'm Cold

Yes, it's not that the Song family has no advantages, but they have too many advantages. To be able to see a son-in-law like Fang Zhou is a blessing that the Song family can't achieve in eight lifetimes.He really didn't pay attention to a mere Chen family.

Song Chuman was full of sincerity, and after chatting for a while, he forgot his original intention, rubbed his forehead helplessly, and gave Fang Zhou a blank look.

"Forget it, what else can you ask, I'd better meet Mr. Chen tomorrow first!"

With a low sigh, Song Chuman didn't go back to the villa after paying for the coffee without further delay.

Walking along the street, with the night wind blowing, those occasional sad eyes could not escape Fang Zhou's eyes.

"If you feel tired, stop and take a rest. No matter what, I'm by your side."

He spoke affectionately, but Song Chuman saw the hotel next to him as soon as he looked up, and said with a snort, "Just say it when you're tired!"

Fang Zhou touched his nose, knowing that she misunderstood what he meant.

But before he could explain, Song Chuman hurried to the hotel.

"Wife, wait for me!" Fang Zhou called out from behind, and walked in.

After receiving the documents and the bank card, the front desk clerk opened a room conveniently without Song Chuman's special greeting, and handed back the things together with the key card.

"I..." Song Chuman frowned, just about to explain.

Fang Zhou just smiled, and said to the staff: "Thank you, girl."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and said to Song Chuman, "Honey, I'm tired from playing all day today. Go back and I'll give you a pinch."

Song Chuman's eyelids twitched, but Fang Zhou led her inside without waiting for her to say more.

The elevator has already been done in the restaurant. Fang Zhou pressed the button familiarly and found the room all the way.

"Why are you following me? I'll give you the bank card, and you can open another room yourself!"

"Once upon a time, when I was young, I heard a rumor from my grandfather. At the beginning, when Donglin was engaged in development, a huge hiding pit was dug out at a certain planned address. It was full of white human bones. In the middle of the night, ghosts and wolves howled, and several workers died unexpectedly. That was a tragedy."

Raising his head, Song Chuman hugged his arms involuntarily.

With a cryptic smile, Fang Zhou continued: "Supposedly, when such a strange thing happened, the development should have been stopped. But the developer invested too much money, so they just gave up. The company may go bankrupt because of this. , can only invite a bunch of masters to come and do it.”

"It is said that there were seven masters who participated in the practice, and the altar lasted for seven to forty-nine days before the strange thing finally disappeared."

Fang Zhou spoke with emotion, and while speaking, he couldn't stop shaking his head, as if he had lingering fears in his heart.

Listening silently, Song Chuman's face was a little paler than before, and he asked in a low voice: "Then what happened next?"

"Later, the strange things stopped, and I saw a hotel above the burial pit, but every night, someone could faintly hear crying, it was extremely miserable."

"Wine, hotel? Where is it?"

"My grandfather said this, let me think about it!" Fang Zhou raised his face to the sky and began to think seriously. After a while, his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "It seems, it seems..."

Song Chuman shuddered tremblingly, and before Fang Zhou's wrist was up, he turned around and walked towards the elevator entrance.

"Where are you going?"

"I can't stand it anymore, I want to go home!"

"Don't, I remember, it doesn't seem to be here, it's in the direction of the west of the city."

Hearing this, Song Chuman was taken aback, stared at Fang Zhou with aggrieved eyes, and gave him a fist with a wave of his hand.

"Ouch, I'm hurt!" Fang Zhou leaned on the wall with one hand, pretending to be weak.

Song Chuman gave him a hard look, walked back to the door quickly, and was about to close the door, but remembering the story she heard just now, at the end, she hooked the doorknob with her hand, leaving a gap.

With a hippie smile on his face, Fang Zhou found the bedroom at a glance, and walked inside.

As soon as he entered the door, a pillow flew over. He grabbed the pillow in his hand and was about to take a step when he heard a bump.

Fortunately, he flashed fast, otherwise his handsome nose would collapse.

"Chuman, aren't you cold? I can warm your bed for you!"

"unnecessary!"

"But I'm cold!"

Just after he finished speaking, he heard a creak, and before his smile could fully burst, a quilt flew out of it, covering him completely.

Then the familiar sound of closing the door sounded again.

Holding the quilt in one hand and the pillow in the other, Fang Zhou couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Naturally, a door couldn't stop him, but he was too embarrassed to force his way in, so he went back to the living room with a sullen head, and slept all night with his arms around the quilt.

There were three poles in the daily race, and the sun climbed from the east to the top of the head. It was almost noon, and Song Chuman came out of the bedroom with a pair of sleepy eyes.

The two faint dark circles under the eyes that haven't subsided, obviously didn't sleep well after finishing the work, seeing Fang Zhou glared at him angrily, with deep resentment.

"At first glance, the quilt was too cold, so I didn't sleep well, and I said..."

"Shut up!" He interrupted melancholy, and after washing and grooming carefully, he opened the door and prepared to eat something.

After finishing eating and not knowing whether it was breakfast or lunch, the two settled the rent and left the hotel.

Passing by the mobile phone shop, Song Chuman bought him a mobile phone, and by the way, used his own certificate to apply for a card, and stored his mobile phone number in it by the way.

"If you have anything to do in the future, just dial my number. Also, you take this card first. Although there are not many, it can manage your meal time at least."

The first time I got my mobile phone, Fang Zhou took a look at it by himself. This thing is small and handy, but it seems too dark to be used as a mirror, and too brittle to be used as a brick.

"How to use this thing? You teach me!"

"Didn't you use my mobile phone before, did you use it well?" Song Chuman was not fooled this time.

Fang Zhou smiled wryly, it was all his fault that this person was too smart, he could do it at a glance, just this, let him miss another chance.

While fiddling, the two also left the mobile phone shop and took a car all the way to Chen's. Looking at the magnificent company building, Song Chuman couldn't help feeling a little envious.

"If you like it, I'll give you one tomorrow!"

"Is it in your eyes that you can do anything and give it away? Forget it, I don't care too much. One day, I will build such a building myself!"