After the rebirth of the metaphysics master, he exploded into the wealthy circle

Oh hoo!

An Yiran looked at An Yiting, although An Yiting was three years older than the original body, but from the appearance point of view, it gave people the same feeling, the appearance belonged to that kind of sweet, although not the first The eye-catching type, but very attractive.

However, what interested An Yiran more was the other person's face.

The sky is full, which belongs to the sign of wealth and honor, but the root of the mountain is low, which means that the other party will always have a lot of distracting thoughts in his heart, and most of them are crooked, and he is a person with a deep city.Excessive white eyes, three white eyes, strong jealousy and vengeance, can't see the good of others, and only think about themselves in everything, is a very insidious person.

In addition, An Yiran also saw from the other party that there was a vicious cause and effect with him.

It is impossible to have causality with her in the past, that only shows that the causality in this girl was established with the original owner.

An Yiran raised her brows slightly, even if the little fox didn't need to come out to testify now, she was [-]% sure that An Yiting had something to do with the matter of laying ghost marks on the original owner.

However, An Yiran didn't intend to let An Yiting show his feet right now, because she could feel the aura of a similar person in An Yiting's body.

An Yiting herself does not have any profound skills, but she has the aura of a mysterious master, which only shows that An Yiting has found a helper, and that helper...

An Yiran sneered in his heart.

An Yiran thought that she would get a huge advantage, but she didn't realize that she was being used by others.

One day in the future, she will be eaten back by herself, and some of them will be suffered by her.

"You're so good?" An Zhentao still couldn't believe it. His daughter, who had been stupid for 20 years, suddenly recovered after returning to his hometown. After all, it's not like he hasn't gone back before, but such a good thing has never happened. .

But if An Yiran's mind hasn't improved, but his ability to speak clearly is completely different from before.

"Dad, shouldn't you be happy that I'm fine? Why does it look like you're still worried?" An Yiran looked at An Zhentao and asked cheerfully, "Why, I'm mentally healed, and I still let you Don’t feel safe anymore? Don’t worry, I’m not interested in usurping the throne, I prefer to be a rice bug.”

Speaking of this, An Yiran's tone paused slightly, and then he said: "Of course, the person who takes the lead must be you, father, so that I can be a rice worm with peace of mind."

There is something in An Yiran's words. Although An Zhentao is also a tycoon in the shopping malls, he puts all his cleverness on how to deal with business enemies. He never thought that his family would appear in trouble with those in the circle of other wealthy families. Therefore, he didn't think too much about An Yiran's words, instead he smiled like a fool.

On the other hand, Song Jun had a pensive expression, and he took a slack look at An Yiting.

Seeing that although An Yiting's complexion didn't change much, her hands were clenched into fists unconsciously, she frowned, and a trace of uneasiness crawled into her heart.

Seeing that Yuan's stepmother was more like his own than his own father, An Yiran couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart,

"Mom, let's go home, I want to eat the pear soup you made."

According to Yuan's memory, An Yiran said coquettishly to Song Jun.

Song Jun doesn't know how to cook very much. Although his cooking skills can't be described as horrible, it can be described as delicious.

The only thing that can be sold is a pear soup.

Every time Yuanshen came home from outside, Song Jun would definitely prepare a cup of pear soup for her.

As soon as Song Jun heard An Yiran's words, the uneasiness that had just arisen in his heart immediately disappeared, and he happily embraced An Yiran and walked into the villa.

An Yiting looked at Song Jun and An Yiran's affectionate mother and daughter, and her teeth itched with hatred in her heart.

An Zhentao and An Yiran are father and daughter who are related by blood. An Zhentao will be partial to An Yiran. She is understandable, but Song Jun and An Yiran have no blood relationship. For Song Jun, she and An Yiran Ran is an adopted daughter, but Song Jun is so partial because An Yiran is An Zhentao's biological daughter, is it really okay?

She is obviously better than An Yiran, and more suitable to be Song Jun's old backer, but her adoptive mother...

An Yiting was behind the crowd, out of sight, with a ferocious smile on her face.

Although she didn't know why An Yiran returned to the imperial capital safe and sound, and even looked sane, but the ghost scratches were already there, and An Yiran would die sooner or later, even if nothing seemed to happen now so what ?

It was only a matter of time before she got An Yiran's identity.

Approaching the villa, feeling the aura in the villa, An Yiran's petulant temper was about to come up.

But she held back for the time being, taking advantage of the time when she went to the kitchen to serve pear soup without the help of the nanny, An Yiran took out a card and handed it to An Zhentao.

"Father, this is to honor you."

"Ok?"

An Zhentao was startled, and instead of accepting the card that An Yiran handed over, he asked suspiciously, "What did you give me the card for? This card...is very strange, where did you get it from?"

Because the former An Yiran had a low IQ and was easily deceived, although An Zhentao did not lack her food and clothing, he was very strict about the funds at hand, even if the former An Yiran If you have money on hand, if you are exhausted, it will be just over five figures at most.

Of course, this little money is only for other wealthy daughters or sons.

"Of course I earned it!" An Yiran forced the bank card from Gu Peitao into An Zhentao's hand with a strong attitude, "It's a disaster for someone, and there will be a fortune later, this card If you have 100 million yuan, I will show filial piety to you first, and you won’t have any share in the rest.”

"100 million? Eliminate...disaster?"

An Zhentao soon understood what An Yiran meant by "relieve disasters for others", and he became very angry.

The An family is in the real estate business. Anshi Real Estate, which was founded by Mr. An, almost dominated the entire industry. Not only Mr. An back then, but also An Zhentao today, is a respectable person in the domestic business circle. For a real estate tycoon.There is even an exaggerated statement on the Internet that almost half of the ten buildings in China were built by Anshi Real Estate.

Although An Zhentao is only over fifty now, he has lived a life of prosperity, no matter what the storm is, he has never even frowned. girl.

In the past, An Yiran was a fool, and only his own family members were harmed. After reading those crooked books, he would at most set up some Feng Shui formations at home for psychological comfort, but he didn't expect to go back to his family this time. Going to my hometown to reflect, although it seems that my brain has improved, but what I did is outrageous.

It's fine if you haven't thought about it, and you still use feudal superstition to deceive people.

One million is not a small amount. If someone sues for fraud, how many years will he be in prison!

An Zhentao became more and more angry, put the card on the coffee table, got up and walked to the bottom of the wall, touched the golf club standing at the bottom of the wall, "Damn girl, if I don't break your leg today, I will follow you!" Your last name!"

Through the original body's memory, An Yiran knew that this father An had a hot temper, but he never thought that he could be so hot.

She jumped more than one meter high, and after avoiding the stick in An Zhentao's hand, she was about to protest a few words, but she was happy when she heard the old father's words, "I'll go, daddy, you You have the same last name as me, what else do you want?"

An Zhentao was breathless when he heard the words, just now An Yiran was so angry that he said something indiscriminately, but now he opened his mouth again because of this sentence, and couldn't find a reason to refute, so he became even more angry from embarrassment, and fiercely Stamped his feet, "An Yiran, you still dare to talk back to your father!"

Seeing this, An Yiting secretly laughed in her heart, but her face showed a worried look: "Sister, you have to admit your mistake to Dad, Dad is doing it for your own good, don't make Dad angry! "

Wow, the tea tastes so good!

An Yiran slandered, thinking that this An Yiting would really add fuel to the flames. In the past, the original body had suffered a lot because of her tea art.

Just as An Yiran thought in his heart, it was fine if An Yiran didn't say what he said just now, but when An Zhentao said it, he became even more angry: "The knowledge taught in school is not enough for you to learn, so you have to read those crooked books and study it. Those things, look at what kind of rotten things you have learned? I don’t expect you to be as promising as Yi Ting, at least you can save me some trouble, and I can live a few more years. I will spend money to send you After entering the university, I thought that after you graduate, you can learn some serious crafts, but you are lucky, you didn’t learn it, you learned to deceive people with feudal superstitions, and you dare to talk back to your parents..."

An Zhentao became more angry as he talked, and chased An Yiran again with a golf club.

It's a pity that An Yiran's legs and feet are sharp, and he ran away while stepping on the table. Even if An Zhentao is a man, he is in good health, but he is 50 years old after all, and he can't catch up with the young An Yiran at all.

"How dare you run!" An Zhentao said out of breath.

An Yiran couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, "Dad, I won't send you to prison, I won't give up!"

An Zhentao was almost laughed at by An Yiran's words, suppressed his anger, and asked with hatred: "Tell me about you, the previous situation made you lag behind other people's starting line by a large margin. ..."

"I have Papa An, how could I fall behind the others at the starting line?" An Yiran blinked his big bright eyes, "Father, you don't seem to know yourself well enough."

"You..." An Zhentao trembled angrily and pointed at An Yiran, "Okay, let's not talk about the starting line. Fool people for a living?"

An Yiran nodded obediently: "Yes!"

An Zhentao immediately felt his blood pressure soar, this girl can't take it anymore, or she will be killed!

With that said, he picked up the golf club in his hand again and chased after An Yiran, intending to clean up the house.

An Yiran had no choice but to be honest, why was she still being beaten? She had no father and only a master before. Could it be that being a father is the same as being a master, are they both so unreasonable?

He obviously doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but why does Lu Siwei accept it so well?

While hiding, An Yiran made a fortune for her father: "Father, you have been so irritable recently, is it because your business is not doing well recently? Let me tell you, it's actually because of bad feng shui at home. I just entered the house I just found out that the lion standing at our door has a problem, and it’s leaking money! It’s okay if you change it as soon as possible, otherwise, you will lose a lot of money within three days. Fortunately, you have a daughter, and I can solve it for you for free !"

An Yiran saw that it was useless to talk to An Zhentao, so he simply wanted to tell her father the truth, I really know how to count, I didn't lie!

It's like letting Lu Siying see a ghost, let him know that this world is not as "clean" as he sees it in his eyes.

An Zhentao saw that An Yiran's feudal superstitions were all on his own father's head, his face flushed with anger, seeing that the stick was about to be swung again, Song Jun, who had just come out of the kitchen and heard the movement, suddenly changed his face, and put his hand After putting the pear soup in the table on the side table, he rushed over in horror and hugged his arm, "Husband, are you going to kill our daughter!"

"Yes, I'm going to beat her to death today, as if I never gave birth to her daughter!"

"How dare you! Tiger poison doesn't eat children. The old lady worked so hard to bring up Xiaoran, but it wasn't for you to kill her. If you want to kill her, you might as well kill both of us. !"

While talking, Song Jun pinched a piece of meat on An Zhentao's waist with his hands, and then turned it 180 degrees.

"hiss……"

An Zhentao gritted his teeth in pain, and immediately dropped the golf club in his hand.

Good guy, his daughter has already made him worry, and his wife has also given him a headache.