My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"No alarm!"

As soon as Lu Zijia's voice came, ye Xinxuan suddenly made a voice to stop it, and his expression appeared a little flustered.

"You can't call the police. You can't call the police. I have to find my brother Zixuan. I have to find my brother Zixuan. I beg you not to call the police, okay?

Moreover, even if you call the police, it's no use. If I'm mentally ill, the police will send me to a mental hospital at most. As long as I behave well, I can come out again.

I tell you, if you call the police and arrest me, I will continue to look for your son when I come out of the mental hospital, so you'd better not call the police. "

Fang Yueqiu, song zhuohai, "..."

Lu Zijia, "..." didn't he just say he wasn't mentally ill? How can you admit that you are mentally ill now?

Tut Tut, the brain circuits of mental patients are really puzzling!

Song Zixuan, "!" what the fuċk! How on earth did he offend God? If God wants to play with him like this, it's going to kill his rhythm!

Besides, aren't you mentally ill? Mental patients threaten that they can't call the police. When did mental patients become so smart?

"Whose daughter are you?" Song zhuohai thought for a moment and asked Ye Xinxuan.

The upper class in the imperial capital said that it was neither big nor small. Maybe he knew Ye Xinxuan's family.

Ye Xinxuan's eyes twinkled and closed her mouth.

Song zhuohai's face was slightly heavy. "If you don't say, I can only call the police, and I have the ability to let you stay in the mental hospital for a long time."

Hearing the speech, ye Xinxuan looked frightened and almost blurted out, "no, no, don't call the police. I said that my father was Ye Guozhi, chairman of Ye's board."

"Ye Guozhi?" Song Zhuo was surprised and looked at Ye Xinyu with a strange look.

"Yes, yes, my father is Ye Guozhi. I have said that you can't call the police." Ye Xinxuan's eyes flushed with anxiety.

Song zhuohai and his wife looked at each other for a while, and finally decided to let Ye Xinxuan go, "even this time, but if there is another time, I won't be merciful."

The last sentence is full of warning.

"Thank you, thank uncle song.".

After Lu Zijia loosened the immobilization for ye Xinxuan, he left with the Song family.

"Dad, that's it? Don't you have to inform her family? "

In fact, song Zixuan didn't suffer much during the two days he was locked up, that is, he was thrilled by Ye Xinxuan's face change. Of course, there were some bad meals that made his stomach ache.

However, he was still a little afraid that ye Xinxuan would still cling to him, so he locked him up again.

This experience is enough again. He doesn't want to experience it a second time. If it happens again, he will really collapse.

Song zhuohai shook his head, "you'd better take two bodyguards when you go out."

Song Zixuan, "..." why does he have the illusion that ye Xinxuan is the victim?

Seeing that her husband didn't explain, Fang Yueqiu explained, "son, don't blame us for not helping you. Our family really owes Uncle Ye a favor. This time, it should be repaid.

Moreover, ye Xinxuan is also a poor child. "