Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 172 My Beloved Daughter is a Little Taoist Priest

"I'm not going to that nest."

The little guy then threw himself into Wen Zijin's arms.

Just as Zhan Juzhou was about to say something, his agent called.

He wanted to hang up, but after thinking about it, he answered anyway.

"Hey, what's up?"

"I've invited you to a group chat. Besides the director, producer, and executive producer, it's filled with guests who will be participating in the show with you. Before filming starts, talk more in the group and build good relationships with the guests, especially Tang Xueqing. The company wants you to create some rumors with her to boost her popularity and buzz."

Zhan Juzhou hadn't heard a single word of what was said before.

However, I clearly heard the words "stirring up rumors" and I was against it.

"You want me to be her stepping stone? Do you think I'm a victim? I won't do it. Let whoever wants to do it do it, I'm not doing it!"

Zhan Juzhou hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

This is a matter of principle, and we will not compromise on it.

"Third Uncle, I want to go, I want to go."

The little guy suddenly jumped into Zhan Juzhou's arms again and said to him.

"Why did you suddenly decide to go?" Zhan Juzhou asked.

"I made a promise to the female ghost because I was going to catch bad guys."

"Don't go."

"Go if you want to, baby."

Zhan Guiting objected, while Wen Zijin agreed.

Whose advice should we listen to? Of course, it should be Wen Zijin's.

Today, Zhan Guiting and Wen Zijin took Youyou to kindergarten together.

Wen Zijin sat in the back seat, holding Youyou tightly in her arms, unwilling to let go even for a moment.

Yoyo looked at Wen Zijin, fiddling with the necklace around her neck, finding it very appealing.

Mom is so beautiful, she's simply the most beautiful woman in the world.

But, Mom has such a heavy aura of darkness about her.

"Mom, these are all for you. I think you really need them."

Yoyo took out a stack of amulets from her small bag.

"What is this?" Wen Zijin asked, looking at the amulet in her hand.

"This is a good luck charm; it can protect Mom's safety."

Wen Zijin killed many people, but they were all villains who disrupted world peace, so she had a lot of dark energy gathered around her. However, there was a layer of golden light protecting her inside the dark energy. But the dark energy outside was too heavy, and Youyou was afraid that the ghost would use the dark energy to get close to her mother, so she gave her some amulets to prevent the ghost from getting close.

Wen Zijin glanced at Zhan Guiting. His daughter was so superstitious, and this father didn't care at all.

"Listen to her, she's really good at this," Zhan Guiting said with a smile, looking at the mother and daughter through the rearview mirror.

"You...are you really a young Taoist priest?"

Wen Zijin traveled to various countries, acquiring extensive knowledge and understanding. He held a trusting attitude towards some supernatural beliefs.

I never imagined that my three-year-old daughter would become a little Taoist priest.

She didn't know whether to be happy or worried, after all, her daughter was so young.

But seeing that Yoyo seemed happy and liked it, she realized she was worrying unnecessarily and making a fuss over nothing. "Okay, thank you, baby."

Soon, the car arrived at the kindergarten.

The little one jumped out of the car, turned around and waved to Wen Zijin, "Goodbye, Mom."

Goodbye, baby.

The little guy held his friends' hands and ran into the classroom.

Zhan Guiting: "..."

My dear son, do you only see your father as a driver? You don't even give him a glance or a greeting.

"Come sit in the front."

Only after watching Yoyo enter the classroom did Zhan Guiting pull his gaze away and look at Wen Zijin in the rearview mirror.

Wen Zijin looked up at him, unwilling to sit in the front.

"Do you think I'm your driver? Get in the front!" The man's patience seemed to be running out.

"No need, no need to trouble you, Mr. Zhan. I'll take a taxi myself."

Wen Zijin opened the car door to get out, but a large hand grabbed her arm and threw her back into the car. She was forced to fasten her seatbelt, and the car door slammed shut with a "bang".

The movement was so fast and rough that Wen Zijing hadn't even had time to react before she was already in the passenger seat.

Zhan Guiting had already taken the driver's seat.

Damn it, I, the number one assassin on the leaderboard, am being manipulated at will by Zhan Guiting.

If this gets out, people will doubt my abilities! Damn it!

"Where are you going?" The man's magnetic and gentle voice came, instantly calming Wen Zijin's anger down by more than half.

Indeed, being good-looking has the power to heal everything.

"Drip drip..."

Suddenly, a Maybach pulled up to the side, and then Ji Yuanlu stepped out of the car.

"My friend is here, so I won't trouble you, Mr. Zhan."

When Wen Zijing saw Ji Yuanlu, she was about to open the door when Zhan Guiting grabbed her and kissed her lips fiercely.

Standing outside the car, Ji Yuanlu was stunned, a surge of anger rising to his head.

After a long while, Zhan Guiting released her and whispered in her ear, "Remember your identity. You are my legal wife, Zhan Guiting's wife, and the mother of my fourth child."

As the man spoke, he fastened Wen Zijin's seatbelt again. The two were almost touching, able to feel each other's breath, creating an extremely intimate atmosphere.

Ji Yuanlu stood there, furious, but there was nothing he could do.

He's an outsider, so what right does he have to stop it?

Zhan Guiting started the car without even glancing at Ji Yuanlu.

Just as the car was about to fly off, Wen Zijin shouted to Ji Yuanlu, "Ji Yuanlu, I'm waiting for you at the company."

Upon hearing Wen Zijing's words, Zhan Guiting increased the engine speed, startling Wen Zijing so much that she grabbed the handle on the roof of the car.

The car soon arrived at a commercial building. Wen Zijin got out of the car, thanked Zhan Guiting, and walked into the building.

Zhan Guiting sat in the car, watching Wen Zijing enter the commercial building until she disappeared from sight, before he made a phone call.

"Hey, Your Highness, what can I do for you?"

On the other end of the phone, Quan Zhimo was so happy he felt like he could take off.

After YoYo's help, his father finally saw through the woman. She approached him to kill him and lied to him, claiming the child was his. So his father took the woman to court and was sentenced to six years in prison for wanton deception and premeditated murder.

He knew that the Crown Prince must have something to say when he called; otherwise, he would never have been so pleased to receive a call from the Crown Prince, who was always so busy with state affairs.

Of course, having assumed a significant position in the Quan Group, he was bound to risk his life for the Zhan family.

"Investing in Jiliguala Entertainment."

"JiliGuala Entertainment? Hahaha, what kind of name is that?"

Quan Zhimo could sense the other person's low mood even through the phone, so he quickly became serious and replied without asking about the company's situation or background, "Okay, no problem."

Just before hanging up, Quan Zhimo quickly said, "Hey, Your Highness, when are you going to bring your little darling Yoyo over to my house to play? I miss him so much."

Unfortunately, the call had already been disconnected.

Quan Zhimo: "..."

Sigh, seeing Yoyo is harder than climbing to heaven.

Zhan Guiting then called his other brothers, asking them to invest in "Jili Guala Entertainment." He suggested that anyone interested in the entertainment industry could choose to collaborate on the project.

If they suffer losses, the Zhan Group will make up for them.