Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

When An Moxue woke up, it was already daylight. She stretched out and finally decided to keep the Popov family. If those leeches came to visit her in the future, she might as well be a pawn!

Otherwise, those people are all top families in their respective countries or have top chaebols behind them. No matter how many people there are, even small ants can gnaw the elephant. Emotionally, she wants to destroy them, but strategically, she has to use them. bother!

She scratched her hair a few times and got up.

When she finished cleaning up and went to the living room, she smelled the strong aroma of rice and then remembered that there were still several people in her home.

She asked Wu Sicheng: "Wu Sicheng, where are those people from last night? Are they still there?"

"Yes, he's still lying in the yard! The poison has struck again."

"It's okay, I won't die. It will hurt for two hours and then it will stop for a while."

"So what are your plans?"

"Let's talk about it after dinner. I'll go to Popov's house to resolve this matter today. It's been a long time."

At Popov's house, Popov's grandfather and grandson sat in the study, relatively silent, and an invisible depression spread in the room.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" Three soft knocks on the door sounded, and there was a moment of silence in the room. The grandfather and grandson looked at each other, and then Anthony spoke, his voice hoarse and hard: "Come in!"

Both of them recognized the butler's voice.

When the housekeeper entered the study, he felt an inexplicable pressure and felt a little breathless. He bent over, even his breathing slowed down, and then he spoke carefully: "Master, Master, there is still no news about the person who went there last night. , according to the report from the servants who were observing outside, not long after they entered Guido's house, there was a brief howling sound in the yard. The sound was a bit scary and scary. Then the sound disappeared and no one came out from inside until There was no movement until he came back.”

After the steward finished speaking, he bent down again and waited for his assignment.

For a long time, he only heard a voice from above his head: "You should go out first!" This voice was tired, and it was his master.

He bowed and exited, leaving the study slowly and slowly, then closed the door.

He didn't understand how a young girl of [-] or [-] could make the two leaders of the Popov family, which had a history of hundreds of years, feel so threatened. They were even a little frightened now. If it doesn't work this time, it won't work next time. Just find more powerful people and more people, why should we do this?

In the study, the grandfather and grandson heard the footsteps of the housekeeper walking away, and then Anthony said: "Grandpa, what should we do next?"

Old Popov lowered his head slightly, and Anthony could not clearly see the expression on his face.

After a long time, Anthony realized something was wrong. He stood up and walked to Old Popov, only to find that his whole body was cold and his hands and feet were stiff. He called out: "Grandfather! Grandfather! Grandfather!"

Anthony rubbed Old Popov's hands and legs vigorously.

Old Popov's eyes moved, and after a long while, he replied, "It's okay."

Anthony saw that he was much better, so he quickly picked up the blanket nearby and covered his legs. He poured him a cup of hot tea. After the temperature was suitable, he put it in his hand and said, "Grandpa, take a few sips of the tea."

Seeing the concern in his grandson's eyes, old Popov slowly picked up the hot tea and drank it. After a while, his face gradually improved, and then he said to Anthony: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Anthony hesitated to speak, and old Popov said: "I know what you are thinking, and I find it incredible too, but each of these things makes me feel that maybe the most impossible one is the most possible one." .”

"Grandpa, if so, what do you think a member of the Nalan family would do with us?"

Old Popov's voice had a hint of distance as he said: "It is said that betrayal is the most intolerable thing in the Nalan family. I don't know what I would do if she was from the Nalan family? I hope she is not! After all, hundreds of people have disappeared. The sudden appearance of a young family may be too young."

"Grandpa, what should we do?"

"Take it easy first!" Old Popov's words were full of fatigue.

What he didn't tell Anthony was that several core members of the family had suspected that their family's illness was a curse caused by tampering with the treasures collected by the Nalan family.

After all, the onset of the disease occurred after the treasure was tampered with, so he was so obsessed with the appearance of Guido, wanting to know whether she was a descendant of the Nalan family.

I thought that if she was really a descendant of the Nalan family, wouldn't their curse be lifted?

But now it seems that whether she is or not, it is difficult to achieve it. He doesn't want to give up, but there is always a voice telling him to stop dreaming.

Everything that has been handed down about the Nalan family is full of legend, which makes them think it is impossible. But so does this Jiduo girl. She looks ordinary, but even if they tried their best, they still can't. He got her hair, let alone taught her a lesson. Now he suspected that she knew all these things were done by the Popov family.

This is where he gets flustered.

He was a little frustrated, but deep down he still didn't want to believe it. Wouldn't it be nice to live well?He doesn't want to die.

At this time, the grandfather and grandson were just about to leave the study. The housekeeper ran all the way to the door, knocking on the door hastily. After entering the door, he said: "Master, young master, that Miss Guido is here with those people from last night." Yes, it’s outside the gate now!”

"What?!" Anthony couldn't believe it. Does this mean that she knew what they were doing, even from the beginning.

He thought so, and so did old Popov and the butler.

Old Popov felt that the dust had settled, and said: "Please invite me to the living room politely! Serve you with good tea and snacks. I will be there soon."

The butler withdrew. "yes."

Anthony's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he said: "Grandpa, how about I go and gather people now? Who asked her to come to the door by herself!"

"Go ahead! Don't be stingy with things at this time."

"Yes." Anthony responded and left.

Old Popov straightened up his appearance and walked slowly to the living room on crutches.

When he arrived in the living room, An Moxue was sitting on the sofa, and several tough men were standing not far behind her.

He took a look, and An Moxue didn't get up when she saw him coming in. She looked so leisurely and at ease, as if she was in her own living room, not a guest.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Old Popov's eyes, but he didn't say anything. He only glanced at her with his hand, and then walked towards the main seat.

When he sat down, the butler quickly poured a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table next to Old Popov.

For a moment, no one took the initiative to speak, and the living room was eerily quiet. Even the sound of An Moxue drinking tea could be heard very clearly.

She still looked unhurried and unhurried. Old Popov glanced at her a few times. She noticed it and pretended that she didn't know. Isn't it just to be patient?

What is she afraid of? She has already come and is still afraid?

What is the joke of the century?