My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng's humble appearance and said with a smile: "It's actually not that complicated, because her physique is very pure."

"Very pure? What do you mean?"

Yang Feng had a puzzled expression.

He looked at Zhao Zhuwei again.

At this time, Zhao Zhuwei and her left and right bodyguards were lying in front of the glass watching the scene.

No one noticed Murong Wan and Yang Feng who were talking.

"Some people's bodies cannot accept any external pollution, just like even ordinary people's bodies have rejection functions."

The rejection that Murong Wan mentioned.

When the body senses that it is not its own substance, it will naturally excrete it.

Just like when a splinter gets stuck in your hand, pus will flow out over time, which is essentially a form of rejection.

Yang Feng found this strange and asked, "So what you mean is that her body will reject spiritual energy?"

"At least it seems to be so for now."

"How can this be……"

Yang Feng was a little unbelievable.

It was the first time he had heard of it, and he had read so many books but still didn't know there was such a physique.

Murong Wan smiled and said, "So she is very special."

"Is that all?"

"Of course it's not that simple. Generally, people with this kind of physique are those with very high cultivation talents."

Murong Wan said, then changed her words: "No, or should I say, someone with top talent, or even someone who can be called the chosen one, like you."

"Come on, why didn't I see that?"

"Anyway, I've told you the truth. As for what happens next, it's up to you."

Murong Wan spread her hands.

Yang Feng felt that she was serious, but something was always wrong about this matter.

He looked at Zhao Zhuwei.

At this time, Zhao Zhuwei was the same as usual.

In fact, because of the addition of Lu Qingyu, they were much more lively and excited than usual.

"and many more!"

Yang Feng suddenly remembered something and asked, "So what you mean is that she should have been able to practice cultivation?"

"Yes."

"But she has no meridians at all."

“I’m surprised by this, too.”

"You don't know either?"

"I don't know, and there's no need for me to hide it from you."

Murong Wan spread her hands and said, "I've thought about helping her before, but there doesn't seem to be a particularly good way. Since you have a way to create meridians, maybe you have a way."

"What can I do?"

What made Yang Feng depressed was that he didn't know any of this.

He even suspected that Murong Wan was fooling him.

As the concert gradually reached its climax, Yang Feng no longer thought about it.

I have to say that Shui Yunmeng’s concert is indeed extraordinary.

Even Murong Wan felt somewhat relaxed when listening to the song.

As the concert progressed with the singing, it finally ended.

Finally, several people walked out of the room.

"Let's go backstage!"

Zhao Zhuwei ran to Yang Feng and asked closer.

Yang Feng was a little helpless and said, "They just finished their work, what are we going to do?"

"Let's go see her. Come on, let's go."

Zhao Zhuwei pulled a few people and took them to the backstage.

Backstage at the concert.

It's a bit messy here.

After all, we just successfully completed our last concert.

Everyone celebrates at this time, and you can see a lot of colored strips and debris on the ground.

Several people walked to the dressing room.

"Big star, we're here to see you!"

Zhao Zhuwei ran in first.

Shui Yunmeng saw several people coming and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I was taking off my makeup just now and didn't call you right away."

"It's okay, it's okay. We are here now, hehe."

Zhao Zhuwei chuckled.

As she spoke, Lu Qingyu beside her was still looking at the long skirt hanging next to her with excitement.

Shui Yunmeng was a little surprised and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

“That dress is so beautiful!”

Lu Qingyu hasn't forgotten this yet.

Shui Yunmeng laughed and said, "Do you like it? I had it custom-made by a domestic clothing studio. If you like it, I can give you their contact information. You can just go and order it directly from them. You don't have to pay."

"real?!"

Lu Qingyu asked excitedly.

Shui Yunmeng smiled and said, "Really, your size is smaller than mine, it should look more beautiful when you wear it!"

"Yang Feng! Listen quickly, she said I can wear it more beautifully!"

Lu Qingyu immediately looked at Yang Feng who had been pulled over, and spoke in a boastful manner.

Obviously, Lu Qingyu remembered the contemptuous look this guy had shown him before.

Yang Feng was helpless and said, "Did you take their polite words seriously?"

"I'm not being polite. Xiaoyu is really cute and pretty."

Shui Yunmeng's voice came again.

Lu Qingyu's expression became even more proud.

Yang Feng was helpless and said, "Forget it, let's talk about something else. We just discussed it when we were outside. You probably don't have any concerts next, why don't we go out for dinner? You must be hungry, and a capitalist will treat us later."

"you shut up!"

Lin Xue glared at Yang Feng unhappily.

"I don't think I'll have anything to do next, but if I go out for dinner..."

Shui Yunmeng was helpless and said, "I'm afraid that's not possible. Going out for dinner now would attract too much attention."

This is also the helplessness of big stars.

She had just finished a concert and would be discovered if she showed up anywhere.

By then, I will definitely not be able to eat in peace.

"Why don't we go home and eat?"

Lin Xue suggested, "Actually, I'm a little hungry too."

"I think it's great! I can show off my cooking skills to the big star!"

"Come on, come on, do you serve wild vegetables to your guests every day?"

Yang Feng knocked Zhao Zhuwei on the head.

Zhao Zhuwei rubbed her head and said depressedly: "Sister Murong said that my cooking is delicious."

"Do you believe her lies?"

Yang Feng looked at Murong Wan with contempt.

Murong Wan smiled and said, "Actually, I prefer to see you in pain."

"Look at her! She's not even pretending! She's clearly targeting me!"

Yang Feng immediately pointed at Murong Wan and yelled.

Several people immediately started arguing backstage, which obviously made the place much more lively.

It was also at this time that Shui Yunmeng's agent, Sister Hong, walked in from outside.

Her face did not look good, especially when she saw so many people around her, she suddenly became silent again.

Shui Yunmeng seemed to have noticed something and said with a smile: "Sister Hong, they are all my best friends, just tell me what you have to say."

"It's Yuan Cheng. He's outside again."

Sister Hong’s helpless expression.

When Shui Yunmeng heard the word "Yuan Cheng", her expression became a little dull.

Zhao Zhuwei felt a little strange and asked, "Who is this Yuan Cheng?"

"He is the son of the chairman of Haitian Media."

Sister Hong explained, and continued: "He said he had already booked a table at the restaurant next door..."

She didn't continue speaking, but looked at Shui Yunmeng, waiting for her opinion.