Chapter 972: Tragedy sister conquers fear of ghost president 15
The atmosphere instantly condensed into ice, and Cui Yingjun recovered his breath and looked at Shu Ange with a very ugly expression.
He opened his mouth tremblingly: "Master Feng, did you really see the antique dresser, not something else?"
Shu Ange looked around and calmly returned: "I read it right, let's go upstairs first, I'll draw the dresser, you can see if you have any impression."
From the current point of view, the dresser has the deepest doubts, and Shu Ange wants to start from here, even if the truth is found.
After going upstairs, Cui Yingjun found paper and a pen, and it took Shu Ange a few minutes to completely restore the antique dresser she had seen before.
Cui Yingjun took the blueprint for a while, then frowned and pondered, "I seem to have seen the exact same dresser in the old house."
"Really? Did you really see this dresser at the Cui family's old house?"
Shu Ange asked calmly, and Cui Yingjun's face was as pale as the bottom of a pot: "Yes, if I remember correctly, this antique dresser was given by someone in the business field when my grandfather's birthday was five years ago."
Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Cui Yingjun almost forgot about it, and the weird red dresser popped up in an incredible way.
"Don't be afraid, we'd better go to the Cui family's old house once, completely destroy the dresser, and try to find out who is harming you at the same time."
"Thank you, Master Feng, I won't be afraid if you are here. You said, someone started planning to harm me about the antique dresser five years ago?"
Thinking of this possibility, Cui Yingjun was horrified and had the urge to run away.
Seeing that his face was pale and thinking about things, Shu Ange scared himself, and laughed out loud: "Mr. Cui, don't be too nervous, it's not that serious, maybe no one planned to harm you, but this thing suddenly became a monster and affected you. ."
"Thank you Master Feng for your concern, I will."
The two sat in the car again, and Shu Ange smiled: "I've started to call Master Feng again. We've known each other for so long. It's fine for Mr. Cui to call me Jin Jin."
She has a bright smile and looks bright and cute, no different from ordinary college girls. Cui Yingjun was infected by her smile and nodded unconsciously: "Jin Jin... You can also call me Brother Yingjun, but I'm still very young, not stubborn. little old man."
Cui Yingjun struggled out of the panic, and happily joked with Shu Ange.
"It's better to be respectful than to obey, Brother Yingjun!"
"Golden is better."
"Brother Yingjun is better."
The two of them were still childlike, and they played each other by calling each other's names, and the distance was also drawn closer.
For the first time, Cui Yingjun found that Feng Jinjin was actually very cute. Her cheeks were round and her eyes were bright, her skin was like silky milk, and her smile was cuter than a rose.
"The target character's favorability is +15, and the current favorability is 45."
The system prompt sounded, and Shu Ange was startled, not knowing why his favorability suddenly rose a lot.
However, from Cui Yingjun's relaxed and happy expression, Shu Ange could clearly feel that he was very happy now.
After a long drive, the old house of the Cui family arrived.
If it wasn't for what he saw with his own eyes, Shu Ange would never have imagined that the bustling and bustling Shanghai would have such a quiet and unique place.
The security measures of the small courtyard full of classical atmosphere are excellent. After Cui Yingjun led Shu Ange into the door, everyone was obviously curious about her, but due to their duties, no one deliberately asked about her origin.
After returning home, Cui Yingjun first greeted Shu Ange like his grandfather, and then he found the housekeeper and communicated with him with the drawings in his hand.
"Uncle Song, can you help me find the dresser in the warehouse, this is it."
Cui Yingjun handed the blueprint to the housekeeper, Uncle Song only glanced at it, and asked in surprise, "What a coincidence, half a month ago, at the behest of the old man, the layout of the home was adjusted to a certain extent, and this antique dresser is just in your room now. put it in."
"my room?"
Cui Yingjun froze there, his hands and feet suddenly became cold, and even his voice became a little misty.
Seeing him like this, Shu Ange couldn't bear it, and said softly, "Brother Yingjun. Let's go to your room and sit together for a while."
Her bright and moving smile gave Cui Yingjun a great sense of security. He nodded and walked upstairs with Shu Ange.
Due to work reasons, Cui Yingjun usually returns to the old house less often. When he comes back, most of the time he just eats and leaves, and rarely spends the night here.
So the layout of the room has been changed for so long, Cui Yingjun didn't know until now.
Pushing the door open, a classically luxurious room appeared in front of Shu Ange.
At a glance, she saw the dresser in the room. It looked very dull in color, and the glass was broken.
"Jinjin, what should I do now?"
When Shu Ange was rescued from danger again, Cui Yingjun trusted her a little more.
Shu Ange walked to the dark red dresser, took such a small knife from the bag, broke the interlayer of the mirror, and found seven or eight old yellowed photos inside.
She picked up the old photo and glanced at it. The woman in the photo was wearing a cheongsam, which was considered very fashionable in the Republic of China.
Uncle Song stared dumbfoundedly at Shu Ange destroying the antique furniture, until she took out some old photos from it, and he reacted with hindsight: "Master Ying, are you in trouble again?"
He has worked in the Cui family for decades, first watching several young masters grow up, and then watching several Sun young masters grow up and become sensible.
Uncle Song is not too young, his feelings for the Cui family are very strong and sincere, and he also cares about Cui Yingjun from the bottom of his heart.
"It's just a little trouble, don't worry Uncle Song, and don't mention it to Grandpa."
"Young master, it's not Lao Song, I'm rambling. You have a special physique. You must pay more attention at ordinary times. If you encounter something, don't delay it. If you can't solve it yourself, you must tell the old man."
"Thank you Uncle Song for your concern. To tell you the truth, Jin Jin is a very powerful master. There is a problem with this dresser. She is here to help me solve the trouble."
Hearing what Cui Yingjun said, Uncle Song looked at Shu Ange again in surprise.
The young master never brought back female classmates or girlfriends. Uncle Song thought that he had changed his **** just now, and he was relieved to think that the girlfriend that Master Sun had found was not bad.
Who knows that this is not Master Sun's girlfriend, but a master of metaphysics.
Uncle Song saw such a young master for the first time, and was a little worried about her ability.
After groping for a while in various parts of the dresser, Shu Ange found another mezzanine, from which he found a few old happy characters, as well as a woman's Geng post with the eight characters of her birthday.
"Brother Yingjun, can you move this dresser to the yard and chop it into pieces of wood and burn it while the sun is still there."
(Mom, everyone, I am afraid to write at night)