The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Cen Qiusheng did not expect that his youngest son would come back at this time. He just looked at his pale face and bloodless lips. He frowned and said, "Bohe, why didn't you stay in the hospital?"

Cen Baihe glanced over the row of cars parked at the door, bowed his head and said, "It's the same thing to stay in a hospital, so it's better to come out and get some air."

Cen Qiusheng knew that his younger son had never believed in the feng shui theory of ghosts and gods, so he didn't tell him about it. He didn't expect that he would still know it.

Looking at Liang Feng who was following Cen Baihe, Cen Qiusheng sighed, "The weather outside is not so good. Go back and rest."

Cen Baihe stretched out his hand to pull the car door: "How can I miss such a lively thing."

"Bohe, there is no space in the car, and the country road is not easy to walk, so please don't go." Boss Cen stretched out his hand to stop his brother, smiling a little embarrassed.

There is a lot of attention when watching Feng Shui, especially those who do not believe in Feng Shui say disrespectful words. Today is a big day, and he is afraid that his brother will make things worse.

Boss Cen is a simple and honest person, and he takes good care of several younger siblings. In his opinion, if rebuilding the ancestral house is good for the younger brother's health, he would definitely be willing to say nothing.

Because of this, he was even more afraid of his little brother doing irrational things.

However, since he was young, due to physical reasons, his emotions were rarely exposed. After he said this, he didn't see any thoughts on his face.

"It doesn't matter if this car has no vacant seats." Cen Baihe glanced back, chose a car that was closer to him, and there was no one in it, and sat in silently with his head down.

Qi Yan, who was standing outside the car door, hadn't figured out what was going on, he saw a man who was all red and purple, rushing in front of him and getting into the car arranged for him.

He turned to look at the bodyguard who opened the door for him, who looked at him innocent and embarrassed.

Qi Yan thought for a while, and followed the man in the purple hood to get into the car, just as long as he could rub the purple qi.

After closing the car door, Qi Yan glanced at the unhealthy man who was surrounded by purple air, and found that the other man had an amazing face with black hair sticking behind his ears, a bit sickly beauty. The bones of the hands on the knees are distinct, slender and white. If you have more flesh, it will be more perfect.

Cen Baihe noticed that the young man next to him was looking at him. He turned his head and looked at the other person. The other person grinned and showed his small dimples.

He was stunned, nodded to the young man, and then withdrew his gaze.

Qi Yan didn't care about his somewhat indifferent attitude, retracted his gaze, took out his phone and lowered his head to play.

There was no word in the car for a while. After the car started to start, Qi Yan put away his mobile phone, leaned his head on the back seat of the car, and began to close his eyes and rest.

After the car drove a certain distance, it bumped up, and Qi Yan found that the car had already driven out of the suburbs and entered a country trail.

The imperial capital is economically developed, and even the countryside is very lively. From time to time, luxury cars drove by the motorcade, shining brightly in the sun.

"What's the matter with you? I see something wrong with your face." Qi Yan turned around to see the person walking next to him, his face even uglier than before, "Motion sickness?"

The bodyguard who was driving heard that Wu Shao might be in the car, and quickly stopped the car to the side of the road. He turned around and asked nervously, "Fifth Shao, are you okay!"

"I'm fine, keep driving." Cen Baihe covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed dully.

When Qi Yan heard the driver call the man next to him the fifth young master, he guessed his identity.

Cen Qiusheng's old son, the fifth master Cen who may be killed soon in the legend.

He thought that Cen Wuye should be a sick patient with negative emotions, but he did not expect that the image of the other party would have exceeded his expectations.

This is a person with a firm heart, so he can be so calm when he is sick. Although his attitude towards people is a little cold, it is very difficult for a person who has been suffering from illness since childhood. .

In his opinion, Cen Wuye's fate is extremely expensive, and he is the person with the best fate of anyone he has ever seen. However, perhaps it was because his life was too prosperous, which caused him to be extremely poor, and his body could not bear it, so his body was often weak.

I often hear people say that whoever lives is precious and unspeakable. In fact, there are so many unspeakable fate. Generally, people who really have such a fate either die prematurely, or have experienced setbacks. Stand high.

Cen Wuye has been favored by his family since he was a child, and his personal abilities are outstanding. The setbacks that such a person can experience are really limited. How can he let the blessing of exploding more quickly, find a hole to lean out and balance with the body?

It's a pity that the first time I saw a person who was "expensive", it was a pity that he died soon. How can such a fate be easily changed by rebuilding the ancestral house?

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Second sister Cen saw her brother's car stopped, worried about his physical condition, and quickly got out of the car to take a look.