rebirth daughter returns

Mahjong is played until more than twelve o'clock.

Song Yunxuan won a few hands in a row, and she played all the cards like crazy.

Hong Kong people especially believe in feng shui directions.

Rong Liu and several others were clamoring that the seat Song Yunxuan got was very good today, and they strongly demanded to change seats.

Song Yunxuan hesitated for a moment, and gave them the seats to take turns.

However, after she won seven rounds in a row, several people felt that she might have gone out today and didn't read the almanac.

Both Zhong Yuan and Zhong Jin's fingers were taken off and placed in Song Yunxuan's hands.

Song Yunxuan looked at it for a long time, but she also felt happy, so she got up and left the game: "This finger pull is so beautiful, I'll go over there to have a look for a while, Mo Chen, help me up."

Chu Mochen raised his eyebrows slightly, and silently raised them without refusing.

There was a change of people at the poker table, and Chong Yuan and Zhong Jin were a little depressed exporting the family heirloom.

Rong Liu ran to drink tea with Song Yunxuan——

"I heard that the jade wrench from Chongyuan's family has been handed down for 300 years. You have to be careful."

"Okay." She responded, and raised the finger slightly higher. The warm feeling and pure color are indeed top-grade.

It is well deserved to be placed in a heavy family as a family heirloom for hundreds of years.

Rong Liu joked with him again: "If you fall, the Zhong family will fight you desperately."

"So scary?" She was surprised.

Rong Liu nodded, and explained to her with a smile: "This thing has always been worn on Chongyuan, the heir of the third generation single pass, and Chongyuan's family told Chongyuan not to take off this finger. If this finger falls on someone else's In their hands, they almost thought that Chong Yuan was being bullied by someone."

"Is that so." Song Yunxuan drooped her long eyelashes, looking at the jade wrench in her hand.

Rong Liu talked to her for a while, and then was called by Zhong Jin over there to help.

Before leaving, he joked with Song Yunxuan: "Chongyuan will not let this thing stay in your hands for more than a day, he will definitely pay a high price to redeem this thing in advance."

Hearing this, Song Yunxuan's mouth curled up into a smile, she put the finger on her thumb, and nodded: "I will give it to him."

But definitely not tonight.

Maybe Chu Mochen had a little fun with them, and he didn't intend to leave early in the morning.

Song Yunxuan couldn't bear it any longer, so she greeted her and went to bed first.

Before returning to the room, she glanced sideways at the people on the mahjong table with deep eyes.

Hong Kong City is a big dye vat, but since ancient times, the more troubled times are, the more heroes will emerge.

Even if Hong Kong City is a big dye vat, the dragon king in the depth of the water would not dare to swim in it, but in case you seize the opportunity and lie in the deep water.Maybe something will come out that is useful to me.

She rubbed the finger wrench with her fingers, and went back to her room to sleep.

At three o'clock in the night, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

Someone lifted the quilt, went to bed, pulled her over, and held her in his arms.

She was familiar with that powerful arm, but she was a little sleepy.

His kisses were thin and warm, sticking to her skin one by one.

There was a hickey mark on her neck before she opened her eyes. The eyes under the long eyelashes looked at him, a little dazed: "Don't play anymore?"

"It's not very fun to play with them."

Song Yunxuan's hair was spread out, and his fingers picked up her hair and wrapped it between his fingers.

The tall and wide body pressed her down and kissed her deeply.

The kiss was soft and entangled, but it made the heart excited, and the chest heaved a little more violently.

The heart in the chest also beat faster and faster.

His fingers peeled off the pajamas on her shoulders, and the round shoulders were exposed to the air, as white as jade.

Song Yunxuan felt a slight chill, and before she could shrink back, her whole body was wrapped in him.

The free touch on the skin has a slight strength, and she couldn't help leaking a seductive whisper from between her teeth.

Chu Mochen's chest was hot, and her body began to feel hot uncontrollably.

She turned away, her hair sticking to the side of her face, she couldn't help the anxious teasing, raised her finger, and bit her finger lightly with her fine white teeth.

His voice was gentle: "Don't bite, it hurts."

She opened her eyes slightly, looking at his face and facial features in a daze, thinking slightly.

When she was still Gu Changge, why didn't she realize that Chu Mochen could still treat her like this?
She frowned, turned her face away, and did not refuse him.

Three in the morning.

The night was dark.

It should have been the beauty of a room.

But suddenly, Song Yunxuan's stomach churned.

In an instant, the whole person woke up from the confusion that seemed to be rising to the top of the clouds.

She pushed Chu Mochen away, hurriedly got off the bed, went straight to the glazed table in the bathroom, and vomited out suddenly.

This vomiting problem is getting worse and worse.

She vomited uncomfortably.

Chu Mochen followed and gently patted her on the back.

The slender eyebrows were also frowned, there was a slight crease between the brows, and there was suspicion in the bottom of the eyes: "Tomorrow, let's go to another hospital for examination."

There was no need to doubt the results of the examination at Xina Hospital, but Song Yunxuan's symptoms were really strange.

The originally good atmosphere was suddenly broken.

Song Yunxuan vomited for a long time before going back to rest feeling weak all over.

Chu Mochen took her into his arms and did not continue.

Song Yunxuan fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up at eight o'clock the next morning.

Chu Mochen went out beforehand, and opened the curtains for her before leaving.

When the sun rose, the incoming light gradually shifted to Song Yunxuan's body.

Song Yunxuan opened her eyes and saw the sun, raised her white arms to cover her eyes, and the dazzling sunlight was blocked.

She lay on the bed for a while, her thin eyebrows furrowed.

Then, wash, dress, and go out.

Yangshan villa is equipped with a special driver, even if Chu Mochen is not around, her travel is no longer restricted.

When passing the pharmacy, she was slightly taken aback.

Seeing her staring at the pharmacy, the driver asked her respectfully, "Miss Song, do you want to go to the pharmacy?"

Song Yunxuan shook her head calmly, "No need."

You can go to the pharmacy later, the most important thing now is to go to Tianzangfang first.

Hong Kong City Tianzangfang, the most prestigious copy agency in Hong Kong City.

When she was still Gu Changge, she made a special trip to Tianzangfang to meet the top person in charge of Tianzangfang.

This organization is responsible for copying all kinds of things.

To put it simply, it is actually a professional household that manufactures fakes.

Many antiques and fake Yuan celadon in Hong Kong City Auction House are secretly produced by Tianzangfang.

However, since it was produced in secret, not many people know about Tianzangfang.

People in the upper class of Hong Kong City have heard about Tianzangfang, and even have close contacts.

As for Yuncheng, some of them are old customers of Tianzangfang.

For example, Gu Changge.

Song Yunxuan showed the driver the way to the organization building of Tianzangfang.

It is not accurate to say that it is a building. Tianzangfang looks like an unknown and low-key wealthy businessman. The family mansion was built like the palace of a prince in the Qing Dynasty, and the location is slightly remote.

When she got off the car, she saw the antique gate of Tianzangfang.

There are also two ancient stone lions at the door.

She walked forward, and immediately a security guard walked over to the door.

"Excuse me, do you have any invitations?"

Song Yunxuan twirled the jadeite ring she was wearing on her hand. Baoquan worked in Tianzangfang all year round, and he was also keen on the things before.

The two security guards looked at each other before speaking politely to Song Yunxuan: "Miss, please wait a moment, we will notify Miss Zang."

Song Yunxuan nodded and waited at the door.

She promised that Miss Zang from Tianzangfang would definitely meet her.

Although Ms. Zang is a young lady, she basically does not refuse any door-to-door business.

Moreover, those who can find the door are also acquaintances.

Sure enough, within 3 minutes, Bao Quan came over and respectfully invited her into Zang's house.

The courtyard of the Zang family is deep, with towering rockery and exquisite carvings on the Chaoshou verandah.

Stepping on the corridor, it feels like you have traveled to ancient times in an instant.

After making nine turns and eighteen turns on the Chaoshou corridor, I arrived at the depths of Zang's house.

According to rumors, this Miss Zang's health is very poor, she has been convalescing in a deep house all year round, and has a noble and aloof personality, she is an arrogant and withdrawn lady who is hard to get in touch with.

Moreover, she is not very old, and she is still a daughter adopted by the Zang family.

Counting it all together, Ms. Zang can be regarded as a legend among the famous families in Hong Kong City.

Or rather, a secret.

In the deep house, there are peonies that are out of season, and the flowers are as big as the mouth of a bowl.

Walking in front of the flowers, there is a scent of flowers.

Going inside is a small courtyard with an ear room.

There are sandalwood carved windows on the main house, and the sandalwood door is slightly opened a crack.

Before entering the room, I heard a strong emphasis of Beijing opera coming from inside.

It was a woman's voice, with a melodious tone and a bleak meaning.

The housekeeper who led the way heard the Beijing opera accent coming from inside, so he didn't go in immediately, but stood at the door of the room, waiting for the singing to finish.

Song Yunxuan stood outside the door, and could see the white sleeves inside being thrown out lightly, and then retracted lightly.

When Song Yunxuan saw the dancing sleeves, she not only smiled from the bottom of her heart—outsiders said that the lady of the Zang family was a weak and sick lady, so she stayed in the deep house compound of the Zang family without leaving home.

But in fact, on the contrary, the lady of the Zang family is not only a weak and sick person, but a lady with first-class skills and some kung fu skills.

Otherwise, how could such long sleeves be flung so freely?
The young lady happened to take small steps forward, she turned her eyes, her youthful beauty flowed, and her eyes were fixed on Song Yunxuan.

A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes reveal a smile.

Song Yunxuan was ninety percent astonished by this smile, but not to the point where she was so shocked that she lost her mind.

The lady's Peking opera accent came out again.

This time, what she sang was not a Beijing opera, but a question to her——

"Miss, come here? What's the matter?"

She smiled, opened the door and walked in.

The sunlight from the outside room shines in, hitting the ground brightly.

She turned sideways and showed the lady the wrench in her hand.

When Miss Zang saw the emerald finger, she narrowed her long and narrow phoenix eyes, and looked at Song Yunxuan with an enchanting smile, and a little, a little bit of viciousness.

Song Yunxuan smiled calmly.

Ms. Zang's family, she should like this finger puller very much.

Otherwise, she wouldn't smile so enchantingly.

She looked at her: "Miss, would you like to give me a hand?"

The lady pursed her lips and smiled: "Let's talk in detail."