Chapter 392: A Cute Ghost in the Phone 3

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The assistant behind him took out the documents from the waterproof document bag, and walked to the woman in two or three steps, "This is the judgment issued by the court. I hope Mrs. Yan can move out of the current residence as soon as possible. We will have all the real estate owned by Mr. Yan before his death tomorrow afternoon." Special personnel will check and collect them.”

"He's your father!!" The woman kneeling in front of the tombstone was full of tears, she glanced at the document handed over by her assistant, her eyes were full of disbelief, she gritted her teeth and looked at Yan Ting in front of her.

Yan Ting raised his hand and glanced at the watch in his hand. His calm eyes were like a dark ocean, deep and without waves. Hearing the cry of the woman, that is, Shen Jiao, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. With a cruel arc, he let out a low laugh.

The cuffs of the black windbreaker jacket slipped slightly, revealing the black dress cuffs inside him, and the diamond cuffs on the cuffs shone slightly, "I never denied it."

"Father is already mad at you, you still..." Little Yan Ting's three-year-old Yan Fei finally stood up unbearably, clenched his fist as if he wanted to greet Yan Ting's face.

Yan Ting's expression didn't change a bit, his whole body still had a gloomy atmosphere, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his lips.

Shen Jiao hastily raised her hand to stop Yan Fei, and at the same time cast a cautious glance at the assistant beside her who had been silent all this time, clenched her hands tightly, gritted her teeth, and looked up at Yan Ting with resentment, "I hope you won't regret it in the future, little girl." No, let's go."

Seeing the back of Shen Jiao leaving with Yan Fei, and glancing at the words on the tombstone and the white chrysanthemum beside it, Yan Ting laughed again.

Do not regret it? The only thing he regrets is that he pissed him off too early.

Yan Ting lowered his eyes, turned around and was about to leave, but his figure suddenly paused, and his originally calm dark eyes were a little turbulent.

Chu Ci, who was sitting not far away, had already tried it just now. No one else seemed to be able to see her. She was thinking about how to get in touch with Yan Ting with her eyes downcast. match.

A little girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting on a very tall tombstone next to her, her body was translucent, her curious black eyes were wearing a white mid-length skirt, and she was looking towards them. come over.

not human.

Yan Ting's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his lips twitched. He could indeed see some strange things occasionally, but this was the first time he saw a girl with a human appearance.

Chu Ci, who was sitting on the stone tablet over there, also paused for a moment, carefully observed the emotion in Yan Ting's eyes, and found that he was indeed staring at her eyes without shifting, that's why he blinked his eyes, looking Can this person see her?

Chu Ci got up, fluttered down from the tombstone, landed beside him, and circled around him twice, saw his brows slightly frowned, turned around and walked a few steps forward, pretending not to see her With a glance, he gave instructions to the assistant who followed him after a few words.

Seeing that the little girl was also drifting away with him, Yan Ting did not have the fear of ordinary people, but frowned impatiently, his eyes were cold and cruel, and he took out a delicate knife from nowhere, and his movements were brisk He turned twice in his hand, closed the blade, and said, "The few people you were asked to find a few days ago, let them come here in advance."