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Chapter 351 Your Boyfriend's Nephew

Song Beiyou and Gu Panpan don't know who this person is yet, which can be considered a calamity for him.

They could go up and rescue him; they didn't even consider Han Xinyue a threat.

However, this can also be considered a calamity for this person.

If the two of them rashly step forward, they will only harm this person.

At this point, all they could do was wait.

Now that the time had come, Han Xinyue guessed that she would drive the person away after seeing that it was not Duan Yao.

At this moment, Song Beiyou and Gu Panpan walked up the stairs very quickly.

When we arrived at the elevator lobby in the basement parking lot, the elevator was still showing that it was going down.

Third floor!

Second floor!

First floor!

Basement level!

The two leaned against the wall, their arms crossed in a remarkably similar posture.

As the elevator arrived, the elevator doors opened.

Immediately afterwards, the two women saw Duan Yu, still wearing pajamas and with a vacant look in his eyes, appear in the elevator.

Gu Panpan's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "Wow, your boyfriend's nephew."

Song Beiyou raised an eyebrow. The person who came out was Duan Yu, which explained it quite well. It was nothing more than a mistake made during the process of retrieving the item.

She didn't know exactly how the mistake happened, but she guessed that Han Xinyue hadn't intended it to happen, nor had she anticipated it.

Let's not worry about that for now; we need to get Duan Yu back to his senses first.

He stepped forward, first sealing Duan Yu's seven major acupoints, then snapping his fingers at Duan Yu's unfocused gaze.

With a snap of his fingers, Duan Yu's eyes closed instantly, and his body slumped to the ground like a boneless caterpillar.

"Wow!" Gu Panpan stepped forward. "Wow, you're really something. You look even more experienced than my uncle."

Gu Panpan's words were not empty praise.

Song Beiyou's methods and style of doing things are just like those of a highly skilled top-level wizard; otherwise, Duan Yu wouldn't have collapsed so quickly.

Song Beiyou's lips curled up. Seeing the elevator suddenly going up, fearing that the person getting off was Han Xinyue, he quickly said, "Carry him home."

Gu Panpan was taken aback. "Good heavens, we're two frail women, with thin waists, thin legs, and thin arms, how come..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Beiyou, with her slender waist, legs, and arms, easily grabbed Duan Yu and carried him on her shoulder, heading towards her building.

Gu Panpan slapped her mouth with an "uh" sound, "Okay, forget I said anything."

This is just like Popeye!

Silently worried about Duan Sanye's future married life, this wife was more or less brute force.

Glancing at the elevator behind him, which had already reached the 11th floor, he quickly followed Song Beiyou's steps.

Song Beiyou's guess was correct; the person coming down from above was Han Xinyue.

She took long strides, and after exiting the elevator, she jogged to her car and drove away from Jinxiu Villa.

Where to go? It's nothing more than going to Moyun Ferry.

......

At 1:30 a.m., half an hour after Duan Yu was carried away by Song Beiyou, he was awakened by a bunch of chattering women.

Yes, it's women's voices! A whole group of them!

As I groggily opened my eyes, what I saw was indeed a group of women.

Tall or short, slender or plump...

My vision was so blurry that I couldn't see who was in front of me. I thought I was still dreaming. "Wow, what's going on?"

I'm not the kind of person who's lecherous, so why would I dream of a group of women, and a noisy group of women in pajamas at that?

Standing in front of him was Song Beiyou and her large group.

Yan Dong, dressed in pajamas resembling a brown bear, cried out, "Young Master, Young Master, wake up."

Someone was calling him "Young Master".

Zong Lanfang, with her unkempt hair, asked, "Is this Duan Yao's nephew?"

What's wrong? Is it possessed by an evil spirit or has it run away from home?

What are you doing here in the middle of the night?

Some people say he's possessed.

Gu Debai sat down next to him and shook his arm. "Big brother, wake up, wake up."

Some people even call him "big brother".

Ah, what a lively dream!

Suddenly, a particularly familiar voice rang out, "Duan Yu, it's me, Song Beiyou."

Oh, I even dreamed about his aunt.

Ok?

wrong!

It wasn't a dream; the voice sounded very real.

He could hear that voice every day at Imperial University, and such an important elder would never forget her voice.

In an instant, he continued to try to open his eyes.

As the blurriness faded and the image became clearer, he practically jumped off the sofa. "Holy crap!"

I looked at the sky outside the French windows again, and exclaimed, "My God!"

Pointing incredulously at himself in front of so many people, he said, "Me, did I sleepwalk here from the old house?"

Or what happened? My grandma brought me here?

"Did the Black and White Impermanence bring me here?"

As he said this, he scratched his head, looking embarrassed and puzzled.

The crowd couldn't explain it clearly in a short time, and all their eyes turned to Song Beiyou.

Song Beiyou has always been straightforward and says what she means. So, she parted her red lips slightly and said, "You have been bewitched and summoned to Jinxiu Manor using an ancient witchcraft called the Soul Summoning Technique."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu's facial features immediately contorted in pain.

He raised his hand again, pointing to himself, "I'm not my uncle?"

My grandma said it was because my uncle was being targeted.

Song Beiyou thought for a moment, "It's hard to say for sure right now, but I suspect the problem lies in the underwear."

It's getting late; let's wait until dawn to ask the old lady what the situation is like.

"well......"

Duan Yu nodded, unable to recall what had just happened or what he had done.

However, I was still scared inside, with a belated sense of dread.

Song Beiyou could tell something was wrong from his expression.

Indeed, anyone would be terrified if they encountered something like that.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "Would you like to rest here for a while, or should I take you to your uncle's place?"

Or should I have your uncle come over and keep you company?

"Huh!" Duan Yu looked at Song Beiyou with a bewildered expression, as if asking his aunt, "Are you serious?"

Song Beiyou was merely trying to divert attention from Duan Yu's problems.

In Duan Yu's mind, nothing was more terrifying than his uncle.

Immediately, he put aside the unbelievable events that had happened that night and focused all his attention on the fact that his uncle was coming to keep him company.

"Oh, no thanks."

I'm even more scared of my uncle.

Song Beiyou smiled and said, "Alright, then you can make do on this sofa for the night. I'll take you back to the Duan family's old house when it gets light."

I wonder if the old lady has noticed anything amiss.

I suspect the old lady hasn't been having a peaceful time lately; I should go and keep her company.