Dressed like a real daughter, she leads a billionaire CEO to abuse a wealthy family

A black luxury off-road vehicle with an expensive sign on its head was weaving through the traffic, and other vehicles were avoiding each other for fear of hitting each other.

Although the speed of the car was not slow, Ye Qingqing recognized at first sight that half of the delicate side face in the sliding window of the back seat was that of Ye Lan.

And beyond her slender shoulders, sitting on the other seat of the warm yellow car, was Tang Sinian!

"Why is she in Tang Sinian's car?!" Ye Qingqing exclaimed, then realized that she was on the phone and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Unfortunately, the person on the other end of the phone has already heard it.

"Hey, Qingqing, who did you just say that Tang Sinian was in the same car with?" Su Manyu had already paid attention to this young and promising direct descendant of the Tang family from the live broadcast, so as soon as Ye Qingqing left the show, she Just kept asking.

Ye Qingqing's expression changed, she quickly adjusted her tone and said casually: "It's okay, it's just that I saw it wrong."

"That's good, I thought someone with evil intentions hooked up with him first." Su Manyu breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and praised: "My precious daughter's piano performance tonight must have fascinated Tang Sinian, and only Only an outstanding lady like you deserves to be the young mistress of the Tang family. By the way, have you saved the contact information he gave you?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingqing frowned and became more and more irritated, "Save it."

On the way back, she lied and said that Tang Sinian gave her his phone number before leaving.

Now Sumanyu seems to have regarded her as the daughter-in-law of the Tang family.

"Haha, just save it. The driver will be here soon. You come back later to clean up. Mom will take you to the auction." Su Manyu said happily and proudly on the other end: "This is an auction held by Xiao's family. I finally asked my friend to get two tickets, and mom will take you to see them."

She said it was to take a look, not to buy anything.

Because every piece of Xiao's auction is priceless and extremely precious, even though they are well-known in Jiangcheng, they can only watch the auction.

Ye Qingqing originally didn't want to go, but when she heard that it was hosted by the Xiao family, she immediately changed her mind and Tiantian responded: "Okay, Mom."

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the end of the road with endless traffic, thinking that maybe because Ye Lan couldn't get out of the mountains without a car, Tang Sinian was kind enough to give her a ride.

After all, the two of them never said a word on the show.

Thinking of this, she got into the car driven by her chauffeur and returned to her noble and cool expression: "Go to the nearby hair salon and ask the makeup artist to come over and help me style my look. I have to attend an important occasion tonight."

Based on her conditions, tonight's Xiao's auction will definitely become the focus of attention among the rich kids.

On the other side, the black off-road vehicle arrived early at the five-star hotel where the auction was held.

"There's still an hour before the auction starts, and you're tired from the long journey. Why don't you go to the room on the top floor to rest first?" Tang Sinian thoughtfully arranged.

Ye Lan, who was not interested in the pre-shooting process at all, nodded, opened the door and got out of the car.

After checking in at the front desk, the two separated at the elevator entrance.

The waitress respectfully sent Ye Lan to the presidential suite on the top floor before leaving.

Ye Lan went to take a shower first, and when she came out, she opened the laptop in the room and checked the messages sent to her original computer last night.

As the mouse slid, green bubbles suddenly appeared on the phone next to it.

I casually clicked on it and saw the news from Xie Fu.

"Ye Shen, where do you live now? Come to Xie's house, or I can arrange another house for you." '

Everyone was present when she threatened to leave the Ye family.

That's why Xie Fu asked this question.

'No, I just bought a house. Ye Lan replied casually.

'...' Xie Fu used a very trendy ellipses symbolizing silence, and then gave a few thumbs up, 'As expected of me, Ye Shen, I am very efficient in doing things. '

Ye Lan ignored his compliment, glanced at the computer screen and said, "The day after tomorrow, I will go to the Xie family to select people. You should be prepared for the assessment." '

'ah?It was so sudden, but those boys didn’t know anything. Xie Fu was obviously anxious over there, and the news came back very quickly, "It may take a while, anyway, the Guwu clan has not sent out any recruitment news." '

Not long after these words were spoken, three exclamation points came immediately below.

'! ! !Damn it, news just came from the Xie family. The Guwu clan has issued an enrollment announcement, and this year is the most mysterious Xuanzong opening the door to accept disciples, no recommendation is needed! '

'Am I dreaming? ! '

'Ye Shen, you are truly a prophet! '

Across the screen, Ye Lan could imagine Xie Fu standing up like a glutinous rice ball, but the prophet...

She glanced at the computer screen and felt that this wave was indeed a misunderstanding.

After deciding on the time to go to Xie's house, Ye Lan took out several transparent glass bottles from his backpack.

Inside were the toxins she had discovered in the mountains in the past few days, a newly developed poison that had been improved.

As the head of a clan, her status often limits her actions, such as in medicine. Because she has a high position and no rivals, she always saves people.

However, what she is most interested in and is best at is killing people.

So if someone in the clan had itchy hands, she would make some poison and sell it.

dark web.

The largest underground city for the circulation of hidden network data in the world.

There are items that cannot be traded in various countries, top-secret travel information of powerful people, detailed reports of top-secret plans... As long as you have money, you can buy everything you want.

including human life.

This was set up by the founders of the first generation of the Internet. After entering it, Ye Lan entered a string of region names and opened one of the forum homepages with a clear goal.

x.

The moment the huge font appeared, the page began to collapse from the edges like something gnawed by ants.

This is a sign of computer poisoning, and it is currently the most terrifying termite virus in the world. Its destructive power can destroy all the data on the entire hard disk, and the speed only takes three seconds. There is nowhere to escape almost the moment it is targeted.

And termites are x’s ticket.

Since the virus is updated in real time and needs to be re-analyzed and decrypted every time it is entered, the most frequent users are global hackers and many big bosses who can afford to hire top hackers.

When the termites appeared, Ye Lan slowly admired the changing form of this thing. He felt that the person who made it was quite a genius, and then he pressed the keyboard at the last second when it completely stopped.

Da da da.

The crisp rhythm was like a knife cutting through the darkness, piercing the heart of the termite. The characters flowing from the girl's fingertips completely pinned the termite to the center of the screen.

One hit kill.

Then the termites suddenly dispersed, and the home page of x was revealed.

She browsed around the hall and found that the most popular reward announcements were still assassination missions and drug requests. The tastes of the bosses were very consistent for ten years.

After all, the bosses are walking on the road of fearing death while also thinking about the death of others.

Ye Lan glanced at these, directly clicked on the login interface, entered the account number and clicked to log in.

'Announcement: The top demon king is online, level SSR, holding x coins: too many to count'

Ye Lan: "..."