"Hey! What a scumbag! He can't even see such an obvious frame - up! Tsk tsk. The female lead should just be with that prince. This idiot isn't worth it! Even a char siu bun is better than him!"
Inside the Palace of Yama, Fufeng was lying on a bean bag chair, munching on chips and sipping Coke while ranting non - stop at the TV drama in front of him. He had no idea that "danger" was approaching.
"It seems that the business in the Underworld is really slow these days. Even the Great Emperor of Fengdu has so much leisure time to watch dramas." Su Yuan walked into the main hall with a cold face, followed by the curious Zhaozhao.
Fufeng was startled by the sudden voice. Before his mind could react, his body instinctively jumped under the desk to hide.
Oh no! Who invited this big shot here!
"Fufeng, come out." Su Yuan was speechless about this otaku. Looking at the junk food all over the table and the cheesy drama playing on the laptop on the desk, he was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
Fufeng covered his heart that was pounding with fear. His mind was filled with the memory of Su Yuan scolding him in the Underworld three hundred years ago. He slowly poked his eyes out from behind the desk.
"Hehe, what wind has blown you here?" Fufeng climbed up while holding the desk. He tried to be obsequious but also felt guilty as he tried to pour a glass of water for Su Yuan.
After searching around the office, he found that there was only Coke...
He slowly shuffled to the corner of the wall, keeping a relatively safe distance from Su Yuan, a distance that would give him enough time to escape if needed. He rubbed his hands nervously and asked, "Do you have something to do here today, sir?"
"Sir?" Zhaozhao asked from behind Su Yuan, "Su Yuan, are you very old?"
"… No." Su Yuan clenched his fist and sneered.
Well, great. Fufeng wouldn't be able to enjoy his happy otaku drama - watching time from now on.
"Huh???" Previously, Zhaozhao was completely blocked by Su Yuan's tall figure. When she suddenly spoke, Fufeng just noticed that the big shot had brought a little girl with him.
Fufeng had a thousand and one tricks up his sleeve. He immediately sensed something was wrong.
He dashed behind Zhaozhao in a flash and showed his signature smile: "Hey? Is this young lady here to handle some business? No problem, no problem. The supervisor of Fengdu will handle it for you personally. May I ask what your needs are?"
Zhaozhao was a bit overwhelmed by this enthusiastic young man, but she still nodded politely: "Yes, we'd like to trouble you to arrange a good reincarnation quota."
"Yo! It's no trouble at all, dear. I'll handle it for you right away."
"Ah... Thank you then." Zhaozhao was a bit dazed by Fufeng's behavior and thanked him stupidly.
Fufeng endured Su Yuan's cold glare with difficulty and flashed back to the computer. He quickly closed the TV drama screen and opened the work interface. He started working with cold sweat on his forehead.
"Beautiful young lady, may I ask the name of the person to be reincarnated? What was her birth date in her previous life and where was she born?"
Zhaozhao only knew the name and Aman's place of birth. She had no idea about the birth date. So she looked at Su Yuan longingly, seeking help.
Su Yuan stood there like an ice sculpture. He had been suffering from a heartache because of Fufeng's "sir" for a long time and kept silent.
When he noticed Zhaozhao's plea for help, he coughed lightly, composed himself, and handed a piece of paper to Fufeng.
Fufeng took it tremblingly and then asked dutifully, "Do you two have any requirements for the family the person will be reincarnated into?"
Zhaozhao wanted to speak, but when she caught a glimpse of Su Yuan's not - so - happy expression, she thought for a while, walked to his side, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "You say."
The sudden close distance finally made Su Yuan's face look a bit better.
"Let her be happy and well - provided for in her next life. That's about it." Su Yuan said calmly. By then, Fufeng had already looked up Aman's information from her previous life.
Fufeng's eyes fell on Zhaozhao's hand holding Su Yuan's, and his eyes widened like saucers.
Daring to hold Su Yuan like this and be so close. Could this young lady be Su Yuan's... little wife?
Fufeng's gossipy heart was itching. Staring absent - mindedly at the screen, he said, "Well... That's no problem. This girl was a kind - hearted person in her previous life and was killed unjustly. Even if you two didn't come, she would have been reincarnated into such a family."
Su Yuan gave a cold "hmm" and added, "Arrange for her to be reincarnated as soon as possible. Don't let her suffer in Fengdu."
Fufeng's fingers flew across the keyboard: "Understood, understood. Leave it to me."
Zhaozhao stood there, curiously staring at Fufeng. He was so young, different from what was written in the books. And the thing he was typing on was so amazing! What was it?
Just as Zhaozhao was engrossed in watching, suddenly her view was blocked. Su Yuan walked over silently and stood in front of her.
Zhaozhao thought Su Yuan didn't notice and patted his back to remind him, "Su Yuan, you're blocking me."
Su Yuan knew it well but still remained calm and unmoved.
Seeing that Su Yuan didn't move, Zhaozhao thought he didn't hear. So she generously thought: Forget it, I'll just move a bit to the side.
But every time she moved a step, Su Yuan would move a step with her.
"Su Yuan, what are you doing? Why do you keep blocking me? Don't you want me to look at this younger brother?" Zhaozhao was a bit angry and shouted at Su Yuan.
"Pfft... Cough cough cough..." Fufeng was arranging the work. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Su Yuan wasn't paying attention to him. He just took a sip of Coke when he heard this.
What are you looking at?! Young lady, don't look around randomly! It's so hard being the King of Hell! I'll die a miserable death if I'm targeted by your husband!
Su Yuan didn't know what he was doing just now. He just did it instinctively. Now that Zhaozhao had pointed it out loudly in front of Fufeng, he felt a bit embarrassed.
So the dragon could only blush and give the most irrelevant explanation: "Cough... He's not young. He's not some younger brother."
Fufeng was sensible enough to give the big shot a way out: "Yeah, I'm already 6,500 years old."
Sure enough, Zhaozhao's attention was diverted. She looked at Fufeng in surprise and sighed, "Wow! But you look so young! You called Su Yuan sir. How old is Su Yuan then?"
Pfft! The word "sir" hit Su Yuan's heart again.
Fufeng shivered. What was wrong with this girl?
Fufeng forced a smile and explained, "Ah, this is a form of respect..."
"Is the reincarnation arrangement done?" Su Yuan asked with a cold face.
Fufeng nodded frantically: "Done, done!"
Boom!
The next second, the computer in front of Fufeng cracked and started smoking.
Su Yuan calmly retracted his hand: "I'll compensate you for a new one."
Fufeng: "… Haha, you... You can do as you like."
Zhaozhao looked at the broken computer and sensed that Su Yuan might be angry.
So, out of concern for her good friend, Zhaozhao stepped forward a few steps, stood on tiptoe, and hugged Su Yuan. She even patted his back like she meant it:
"Su Yuan, don't be angry."
In the TV drama, when the president got angry, the female lead did this, and then he would stop being angry!
Su Yuan stood there stunned, and his dragon horns popped out uncontrollably.
"Fufeng... What are you doing?" Su Yuan couldn't bear it anymore. Fufeng's phone that was secretly taking pictures was instantly destroyed.
Fufeng: "… I'm sorry. I was wrong. You two can continue."