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Chapter 120 Jiang Yuchuan Extra: One Beloved Person

"Where's Shengsheng?"

Jiang Yuchuan's voice was low, his fingers holding the wine glass turned white, and the cold light in his eyes made Zuiyue, who was delivering the message, shudder.

What is this called.

She shouldn't have played Landlord with Sister Hu and Xiao Song. Xiao Song was Sister Hu's savior, and it was obvious that the two were setting a trap for her.

She just figured it out now.

Zuiyue cleared her throat and floated to a safe distance: "Don't be too sad. Xiao Song said that she will look for you in the next life. This life seems very long, but it passed in the blink of an eye. You and Xiao Song can still stay together in the next life."

"Oh, next life?"

Jiang Yuchuan smashed the glass with a "bang".

Zuiyue sensed the danger, left a message "If you commit suicide, Xiaosong will never forgive you", and then hurried away.

Jiang Yuchuan clenched a piece of glass, looked at the falling blood drops, and laughed softly.

She was worried that her parents were haunted by evil spirits, so she found someone else to impersonate them and forged the paternity test results.

What about him?

Shengsheng really didn't leave him any way out.

Why should he suffer from lovesickness in this life but enjoy love and happiness in the next?

He in the next life will be a different person from this life.

He doesn't want, nor does he need such compensation!

Excluding suicide, it is very simple for a person to want to die.

But we have to make proper arrangements for Lao Jiang and the others first.

However, the next evening, he saw Shengsheng and He Juan enter Jinya Pavilion together.

He knows what it looks like and what business is going on inside better than anyone else.

Jiang Yuchuan went directly to the monitoring room on the third floor to look for the two people, but when he saw the figures on the screen, he suddenly felt that going to find her would ruin the plan she had worked so hard to set up.

He kicked everyone else out of the monitoring room and stayed inside overnight.

It's extremely painful.

Even if one wanted to teach He Juan how to catch ghosts, there was no need to teach him step by step, let alone drink and laugh with him.

Jiang Yuchuan wanted to rush in and grab He Juan and beat him up many times.

But he had promised Shengsheng since high school that he would not hit anyone in front of her.

Fortunately, he met He Juan at the funeral half a month later.

Pretending and being hypocritical.

Ok.

He just wanted to find an excuse to beat He Juan.

The mother said that Shengsheng’s funeral was ruined by him and she would not rest in peace.

What is closing your eyes!

Shengsheng is just living in another way.

But he would not argue with his mother about such supernatural issues.

He is afraid of dirty things.

His mother is even more timid than him. The ghost makeup that Shengsheng puts on with Aunt Song's cosmetics can scare Shengsheng away.

After beating He Juan up, he felt better and continued with his resettlement project.

Jiang Yuchuan spent ten years observing people's qualities, and finally selected an orphan who was outstanding in all aspects, and asked his parents to adopt him as their godson.

"Xiaochuan, what do you want to do?"

Although Xue Xue is over fifty years old, her dressing and mentality are still like a girl in her twenties.

"Go find Shengsheng."

While speaking, his hands were still typing on the computer about the company's future development plans.

Xue Xue was stunned, sniffing and sighing: "Don't worry about me and your father. In a few years, we will go to a nursing home abroad with Shan Feng and the others, and someone will take care of us."

"……it is good."

A week later, Jiang Yuchuan, the president who led Jiang Group into the international market, died in a car accident.

The Jiang family funeral was held for three days under the organization of the adopted son, and many people came to pay their respects every day.

Only after Jiang Yuchuan became a ghost did he realize that not all ghosts can walk, and not all ghosts are scary.

There is a light at the gate of the underworld. If it is green, you can walk across the Naihe Bridge to be reincarnated, and if it is red, you will go to hell to be punished.

He was the only ghost with green light among the ghosts who came in with him. Two ghost officers pressed him on the left and right and walked towards the Naihe Bridge.

"The ghosts who escaped from drinking Meng Po's soup were sent to the eighteen levels of hell. If you want to go to hell, you don't have to drink the soup."

Jiang Yuchuan thought the voice sounded familiar. He turned around and saw Meng Po carrying a large silver spoon.

He broke free from the two ghost messengers and floated towards Meng Po: "Where is Shengsheng!"

Zuiyue thought she had encountered a rioting ghost, and smashed Jiang Yuchuan's head with a spoon. He then floated into the flowers of the other shore like a paper man.

"Oops!"

When the reincarnated soul falls into the red spider lily bush, it will not only lose the memory of this life, but also lose one soul and three spirits.

Even if we rescue the dead souls now, they will only slowly turn into nutrients for the red spider lilies.

Zuiyue's speed of rescue could not keep up with Jiang Yuchuan's falling speed.

That's too late.

She was just about to reach out to help Jiang Yuchuan up when he suddenly opened his eyes and slapped her away, sending her falling into the Forgotten River.

"Jiang, what? Are you crazy...you...you are..."

Zuiyue spit out river water and stared blankly at Jiang Yuchuan who was flying towards him.

She finally remembered where she had seen him.

The portrait in the Yama Palace. The person in the portrait is...

Jiang Yuchuan glared coldly: "I don't want to ask the question a second time, and I don't want you to talk nonsense."

Zuiyue nodded hurriedly: "Xiao Song is in the Guilou."

Looking at Jiang Yuchuan who disappeared in an instant, Zuiyue slowly climbed out of the Wangchuan River.

Xiao Song, you're on your own.

"Sir, do we need to report the escaped ghost to Lord Yan to arrest him?"

"What are you catching? That's a distinguished guest from the Netherworld Department!"

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Jiang Yuchuan hurried to the strange building, but was scared.

He swore that he didn't want to get away with it in his next life, but now...

If Shengsheng remembers the past, how should he face it?

Every step I take, I worry about a problem.

"Master Yan, have you not eaten? Why are you so weak?"

The cute voice coming from the room instantly blew away his worried clouds and kicked the door open.

The music stopped. The woman was holding a fat orange cat and feeding it walnuts. Opposite her sat the gloomy-faced Yan Jun, holding an unpeeled walnut in his hand.

It was just that because of the noise he made, all eyes were on him.

"The person I'm waiting for has arrived. See you next time, everyone." Song Yuesheng withdrew his gaze from him and threw the orange cat to Yan Jun, "You can go too, Little Orange Fatty."

Song Yuesheng opened the Netherworld Umbrella, grabbed Jiang Yuchuan's arm, and teleported to her residence in the Netherworld Department.

Jiang Yuchuan stood there, head down, snapping his fingers nervously: "Shengsheng, I..."

"When I asked Zuiyue to find you, I had already expected that you would come to find me. So when He Juan told me about your death, I waited for you in Guilou. Xiao Jiangzi, you have to think carefully. Although I am a ghost messenger, my life span is not long and I will die too."

Song Yuesheng wanted him to understand that giving up reincarnation was not a good choice.

But he was very stubborn and would rather become a ghost than be reborn.

Song Yuesheng licked his lips and smiled playfully: "In that case, I won't be polite."

The blue sparrow suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second the pitch-black sea of ​​stars confirmed its thoughts.

Sister Yue slept with the male lead again!

But there is only one world, so Sister Yue should still be saved...

The blue sparrow thought naively.

……

The burning kiss slowly moved down from the lips, to the collarbone, chest, waist and abdomen...

The dim light added a bit of ambiguity to the two of them.

"Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Yuchuan raised his head and looked at her.

Seeing that he looked troubled, Song Yuesheng asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Not accurate."

Song Yuesheng was stunned for a moment, blinked, and then burst out laughing.

He laughed so hard that tears came out and his whole body was shaking.

"Sheng Sheng!"

Jiang Yuchuan called her in shame and anger.

The first time he saw her she cried in bed.

——laughing and crying.

He was only worried that her body couldn't bear it, but he forgot that she would never put herself in a difficult position.

If he acted roughly, he might end up with her dead body.

"Song Yuesheng."

She took a few deep breaths, made a zipper-pulling motion, hooked her arm around his waist, and switched positions with him.

She circled his chest with her fingertips, stroking it gently, with seductive eyes: "Xiao Jiangzi, let me help you regain your masculinity, hahahaha..."

She couldn't help it and started laughing again while lying on top of him.

She laughed and fell to the side from him.

Song Yuesheng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and pretended to be serious: "Xiao Jiangzi... ahem... I don't think it's appropriate for us to do this today hahahaha..."

Jiang Yuchuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he bit her lips: "Shengsheng, you forced me to do this!"

The temperature rises and the joy continues.

The cloud and the other side are only separated by the flow of fluids.

When the lovemaking stopped, Jiang Yuchuan hugged her and bit her ear.

"Shengsheng, I love you."

His eternal love, only love.

Jiang Yuchuan is a paper tiger who can only scare her with words, but his actions are not rude.

Her lack of strength was largely due to laughing for too long while exercising.

Now I just want to sleep peacefully.

She raised her hand and waved, saying vaguely: "Well... love... remember to prepare red wine next time..."

"it is good."

Jiang Yuchuan smiled and gently kissed her neck.

The habit of drinking afterward has not changed.

As for her laughing at him, he couldn't bear to trick her into drinking Meng Po soup.

Anyway, there is a long time to come, and if we work day and night, there will always be a way to make Shengsheng forget.