showdown i'm the villain

Chapter 47
The next day, early morning!
The sun shone through the window on Mu Niannian's beautiful face. Her sleeping posture was not very good, the quilt slipped on the floor, and the sling seemed to be about to fall off of her exquisite and delicate body.

At the same time, Yang Lang had long been cooking breakfast in the kitchen on the first floor, doing his duty as a husband.

He is a man of principle.

Time passed gradually, Yang Lang was sitting in the living room, smoking the Yellow Crane Tower, the whole living room smelled of smoke from now on, it was really choking.

From the ashtray on the glass tabletop, there are several stubbed cigarettes.

He repeated his thoughts and speculated that tonight's banquet would be impossible for Lin Feng to end completely tonight. He has the halo of the protagonist. Although he beat him by a few points in force, when Lin Feng was on the verge of death, Definitely something will come up to enforce the protection of the main character aura.

For example, maybe a certain boss passed by and rescued Lin Feng and other bloody plots.

So, continue to plunder luck tonight.

When the time is almost right, kill in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, during the previous bank incident, he would have solved Lin Feng directly and would not have dragged the matter on for so long.

Not long after, Mu Niannian came down from the second floor, wearing a small white suit from the workplace, with an LV diamond necklace hanging around her neck, revealing her fair collarbone, and her slightly curly black hair scattered on her shoulders made her full of excitement at this moment. It has a strong mature woman's charm.

The delicate little feet stepped on the floor and walked down slowly.

The light makeup made her look very comfortable, with a noble and elegant temperament, the standard of the top Bai Fumei.

As soon as she walked into the living room, Dai Mei frowned, slapped Joan's nose slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is it full of cigarette smell? From now on, let me smoke in the yard or go to the toilet, not in the living room." Li, do you hear me?"

"Oh."

Yang Lang smiled embarrassingly, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, stood up immediately, opened all the doors and windows, and ventilated in all aspects.

The smell of smoke also gradually dissipated.

"I'm really choking to death. I really don't know what is there to take out of this thing." Mu Niannian frowned, looked at Yang Lang coldly, and said in a clear and melodious voice.

"You are so beautiful today." Yang Lang didn't care what she said, but told the truth.

Indeed, she is very beautiful today, with the demeanor of a successful woman.

Can't help but make the man feel excited.

"Really? Didn't I look pretty yesterday? Wasn't it pretty before?" Mu Niannian asked with a faint smile, tilting her head.

"Forehead"

Yang Lang raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but chuckled, stepped forward a few steps, and put her against the wall, raised his hand, lifted her chin, and said with a faint smile:
"You were beautiful before, but today you are especially beautiful."

"Are you good at teasing? I don't know how many times you have used this trick outside? Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are a little handsome."

Mu Niannian raised her hand and squeezed Yang Lang's wrist, moved away slowly, and asked a question.

"You don't believe it? I only did this to you." Yang Lang frowned, pretending to be sad, and said.

"Ha ha."

Mu Niannian smiled and did not continue talking.

"Forget it, come and have breakfast, I'll make mung bean porridge for you." Yang Lang shrugged slightly, raised his hand to pinch her delicate face, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"This guy still has a bit of conscience, cook me breakfast." Mu Niannian smiled faintly as he watched his back as he walked into the kitchen.

After Yang Lang brought out a bowl of mung bean porridge, he put it on the dining table, sat on the sofa and turned on his laptop, as if he was looking up some information.

Sitting at the dining table, Mu Niannian picked up a spoon and began to eat breakfast gracefully. After taking the first bite, she was slightly taken aback, and she could not help but look at Yang Lang, who was on the sofa, looking up the information carefully. .

How could he be so careful?

She usually likes to eat sweets, and the mung bean porridge has almost no taste, but a lot of sugar is added in it to supplement the sweetness.

details?
Still a coincidence?

Yang Lang didn't think about it that much, he just knew that Mu Niannian loved to eat sweets, pastries, crayfish and other delicacies, maybe he didn't even know how much she was thinking right now.

"No, Li Rong'er's identity, what is it?"

Yang Lang frowned slightly. In the script, the damned author didn't write much about this woman, but he didn't know if he didn't check it. He was shocked when he checked it.

Li Ronger's grandfather turned out to be.
"If I can get on with her network, I can almost walk sideways in Huaxia in the future, but... this woman has a convulsion somewhere, and she doesn't have half as much affection for me as Chu Yanran."

Yang Lang pinched his chin, thinking about the situation when he met her.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later."

The efficiency of the project on the real estate side of the land is very fast. After all, the money is in place, and everything is easy to talk about.

In China, as long as the money is in place, it is possible to build a high-rise building for you within seven days.

The two surrounding real estates have been acquired. The place over there is still under development, and it is still some distance from the city center, but buying a house there is slightly cheaper than other areas, and it is almost the price of a second-tier city. .

For ordinary people, the price is also very high.

Yang Lang was going to fully develop that area, and then the economy of the entire magic city would rise again to a terrifying level.

"Semiconductor chips, new energy, these fields are still developing in China. If I suddenly come to a king bomb, what interesting things will happen."

He opened the system mall, and saw a variety of transcendent black technologies from outer space.

At night, the Chu family compound was brightly lit and bustling, and a luxury car would drive in after a while.

The people who were invited were all the presidents of major corporations in Shanghai, as well as many famous and successful people, including some foreigners.

However, many family forces have also come here. After all, one more connection is very valuable to their circle.

Of course, there were quite a few rich second generations who came to the scene.

Most of the sports cars that drive in are young, rich and young, and the second generation of officials.

In the compound, Lin Feng was wearing a black suit, which was custom-made for him by their housekeeper Fu Bo. After all, he still had to wear formal clothes on such an occasion.

"Brother Feng, you are about to become famous. Many bigwigs in the magic city seem to know about your superb medical skills, and you have cured the rheumatism that Mr. Chu has been struggling with for many years."

Standing aside was Zhou Bowen. He seemed to be unintentional, but he took it for granted in his expression, and said slowly: "Presumably, many people will come to you tonight. As far as I know, the directors of Zhou's company Long, has a very severe stomach problem, and takes stomach medicine every day to relieve it."

(End of this chapter)