Space System: The Chief Boss Dotes on His Wife Strongly

Chapter 69
"I'm very busy, I don't have time to play with you." Leng Xiaoman left the hall under the eyes of everyone who couldn't help laughing.

The secretary, with disheveled hair, cried and wanted to stand up, but found that one of his elephant legs was sore and weak, and he couldn't stop his body at all.Looking at the leaving figure, a murderous aura surged in her heart.

She turned her head and glanced at the people who were laughing behind her back, her eyes were red, and she took out her mobile phone desperately to make a call.

"Hey, is it Brother Fu? It's me, Xiaoyu, wuwuwu, I'm being bullied and you have to help me vent my anger." The secretary said, holding back the pain.

"A little bitch sprained my ankle today and it's swollen. Yes, it must be a bitch. She went out the gate, and I couldn't catch up. If it happens, you can do whatever you want. "

At night, Leng Xiaoman put a bunch of things on the table.Among them is an old picture scroll and a piece of crystal jade.

Sitting down on the sofa, she raised her hand to pick up the delicate and thin piece of jade, and looked closely at the light above her head. It turned out to be transparent?
This piece of jade given to her by the ancient venerable is very delicate, the jade piece is in the shape of a rhombus, and the delicate carvings on the jade piece are like mysterious runes.It feels very light in the hand, like a thin piece of paper.

Leng Xiaoman stared at the jade piece for a long time, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.Thinking to himself, he had already given Gu Zun a gift, so he would not owe him any more.

Although he is very handsome.

Before I knew it, I didn't even know when my face turned red.After thinking for a while without shame, she held the jade stone tightly in her hands.Then he turned his attention to the ancient scrolls on the table.

The ancient scroll was given to her by Zhao Tianhu, and he accepted it purely in order not to make his father and daughter feel at ease.

Reaching out to take the ancient scroll, she spread it on her legs, and cast her eyes on the scroll curiously.

The moment the picture scroll was unfolded, a slightly yellowed and old picture of Hua Tuo's acupuncture and moxibustion came into view.Insect infested and damaged in some places.

"This is... the legendary bone scraping healing?" With beautiful eyes, Leng Xiaoman stared at the ancient scroll intently.

The picture shows an old man with a protruding forehead, holding a steel knife, treating the arm of a bearded general who plays chess. He is not Hua Tuo.

Why did those people make this ancient scroll?There must be some reason for this.

Leng Xiaoman flipped through the ancient scrolls, but found nothing worth noting.Is it because I am suspicious?She gritted her silver teeth lightly, a little unconvinced.

"Although this ancient scroll is full of traces, it shouldn't be worth much. What's the purpose of those people?" Putting the jade piece in her palm on the table, her eyes lit up, and she began to study it again.

When she touched the edge of the ancient scroll with her fingers, she felt a scratchy and stinging sensation.She frowned and turned her gaze to the corner of the ancient scroll, where the skin was obviously torn.

Changing the angle of the scroll, she focused her eyes on the damaged spot, and finally saw a trace of a different color.

"It is indeed here." She felt happy and quickly opened the scroll, with a look of curiosity on her face.

Even if she destroys the painting, she still has to figure out the secret here.She got a small blade and cut open the surface of the scroll inch by inch, revealing a patch of yellow.

It is cloth.Leng Xiaoman simply and slowly pulled out the cloth, so that the degree of damage to the scroll was greatly reduced.

"What is this? Wordless Heavenly Book? Why is there nothing?" The pale yellow cloth didn't have any graphics or words, and Leng Xiaoman frowned slightly, secretly surprised.

On the way, she even brought some scientific potions to soak the cloth, but still nothing appeared.Leng Xiaoman sighed bitterly, helpless.

(End of this chapter)