After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Her eyes were red, and she gritted her back molars so that her turbulent hostility towards Tang Simi would not burst out suddenly.

Chai Lanji looked at Tang Simi with loving eyes.

After looking Tang Simi up and down, she took off the necklace around her neck, "This necklace from our family's ancestors is just right for your skirt."

Before Tang Simi could refuse, the necklace fell on his shoulders and neck. Under the light, the diamonds were dazzling, and those beautiful lights were like oil poured on Tang Qing's jealous fire.

"It's a gift from the elders, I can't refuse it." Without waiting for Tang Simi to say anything, Yang Lulu immediately pressed Tang Simi's hand.

It's vulgar, if you don't take advantage of the bastard, let alone make Tang Qing feel embarrassed, Yang Lulu will be very happy to go.

Tang Qing turned her head and left again, she comforted herself in her heart, anyway, she didn't come this time to ask for the gem sent by Chai Lan, she came here after climbing the dragon and the phoenix.

She took aim and started doing her little tricks.

And Yang Lulu pulled Tang Simi into the arena, and whispered in Tang Simi's ear: "Mimi, my aunt will come later, can you see if there is anything weird about her."

Yang Lulu's voice was pleading, and her expression was a little strange.

Anyway, it was just a matter of hand, Tang Simi nodded in a talkative way: "For your sake, a piece of talisman is one hundred thousand."

Yang Lulu hastily whispered, "My aunt is rich, so you can just ask for the price."

Yang Lulu was still worried: "It's just...my aunt's matter involves privacy, so I can't let my uncle know about it, and I will ask you to keep it a secret."

Yang Lulu suggested in a low voice: "A talisman paper is 30."

This is a condition offered by begging Tang Simi to keep it secret.

Tang Simi readily agreed: "I will do as you say."

If she refused, Yang Lulu's aunt would inevitably be worried, fearing that Tang Simi's mouth would not be strict enough and she would charge more money instead, so she would feel at ease.

Tang Simi accepted the money because she was willing to keep it a secret.

The scene of the reception is full of clothes and temples.

There were a few seniors in the entertainment industry next to them, and they called Leng Xuelu to come over, and Chai Lanji also had old friends he knew well.

Tang Simi followed Yang Lulu to the drink area, and Tang Simi tactfully brought herself a fruit juice drink.

"Mimi, wait for me, I'll go find my aunt." Yang Lulu arranged for Tang Simi to wait for her at the booth.

After a while, Yang Lulu came over with a man in his 40s wearing a cheongsam.

Yang Shuya painted a classic and elegant makeup, with a pair of eyebrows, curved and slender, like the new twigs of a willow tree in February, and bright red was painted on the already small lips, which lifted the three-point complexion.

But only three points, Yang Shuya's condition is not good, there is fatigue in the brows and eyes, and the smile is forced.

She forced a smile and looked at Tang Simi, her gaze seemed to have been stung.

Yang Shuya worked as a fashion director for a top luxury brand abroad for ten years. After returning to China, she created her own fashion brand and magazine, and her status is second to none in the domestic fashion circle.

Her aesthetics can walk sideways in the fashion circle.

So she knew that even the pickiest people in the circle would be as amazed as she was when they saw Tang Simi.

The Taoist priest, who originally thought he was a fairy, turned out to be a cold and gorgeous beauty.

Yang Shuya's eyes were pleasantly surprised, and she greeted Tang Simi politely: "Miss Tang, I heard my daughter Tongtong mention you yesterday, and I want to thank you more about Tongtong."

As she spoke, she raised her glass to Tang Simi.

Tang Simi also raised her juice, "Ms. Yang's clothes are very special."

There are not many women in the fashion circle who would be unhappy to hear others praise her clothes. Yang Shuya smiled and introduced to Tang Simi: "I found this dress in a second-hand shop."

"It's a typical cheongsam style in the 30s. The fashion in the 30s is also my favorite style recently. Isn't it beautiful?" Yang Shuya was confident and generous when showing her clothes.

But Yang Shuya quickly sensed that Tang Simi's eyes were on her clothes, but she didn't follow where she showed them.

The gaze that seemed to see something strange through her clothes made Yang Shuya feel a strange feeling of goosebumps.

"Miss Tang..." Yang Shuya patted the folds of her clothes with her hands. She still hoped that it was something inappropriate about herself that attracted Tang Simi's attention.

But facing Tang Simi's frown, Yang Shuya recalled what happened to her in recent days.

She knew if there was any terror in her body that she didn't want to face.

"Your husband..." Tang Simi spoke slowly.

Yang Shuya hurriedly said, "Su Liang can't let Su Liang know about this."

She looked eager.

Tang Simi said: "Does Mr. Su have the habit of going out at night?"

Yang Shuya thought for a while: "He likes to run at night, and will run alone in the community for 10 minutes at night."

"Call him and tell him not to go out today." Tang Simi urged again: "Quick, call him now."

Yang Shuya agreed immediately, not to use the suspect, and not to be suspicious of the employer.

Since Yang Lulu was asked to introduce Tang Simi, Yang Shuya had no reason not to believe in Tang Simi.

Yang Lulu has already gone without invitation, and brought her the phone for her.

Yang Shuya dialed her husband's mobile phone, and heard her husband panting slightly.

It was time for her husband to get used to running at night, and in the receiver of the mobile phone, Su Liang's footsteps slowed down little by little.

"What's the matter, did something happen at the banquet?" Su Liang asked.

"No big deal, just a bottle of Burgundy was missing at the venue. I promised to let a few friends taste it together. I forgot if I forgot it at home. Can you go home and help me find out if it is my Is it in the liquor cabinet?"

Yang Shuya found a good excuse when she opened her mouth.

What happened to her was something she couldn't tell her husband.

"Okay, I'll go back now." Su Liang said, just as he was about to take a step, he saw a huge iron sheet falling from the sky not far from him.

The iron sheet seemed to have been blown by the wind, and when it hit the ground, all the surrounding trees and public facilities suffered.

Fortunately, at this point in time, there were few people on the road in the community, and no one suffered, but the wires and lines may have been damaged, and the road that was originally bright became dark in an instant.

Su Liang's panic was aggravated by the sudden darkness.

If there was no phone call from his wife, Su Liang would run down step by step, and the place where the sudden iron plate fell would be the place he was going to pass.

"What's wrong! Why is your voice so loud?" Yang Shuya asked hastily.

Tang Simi took her mobile phone: "Mr. Su, silently say Lin: All fighters are in front, turn around and run."

Su Liang, who was frightened and shivering, had an unusually clear mind. Tang Simi's voice on the phone made him feel like he was listening to a clear voice, and he instantly gained strength.

As soon as he finished reading, he turned around and started to run. Years of experience in night running gave him a sufficient advantage in physical fitness.

In the pitch-black, fingerless park, Su Liang buried his head forward, but his intuition was normal. He always felt that there was a suction force behind him, trying to drag him into the thick, indissoluble ghost.