The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Shu Jinsheng looked down at Meng Xingluan, who was surrounded by two men.

On the surface, his tone sounded like that of a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, but in fact, there was a hint of gritted teeth in it.

Xie Yanci looked up first.

The man in front of him had long arms and legs. He was wearing a black down jacket and a turtleneck sweater that covered his neck tightly.

He has demonic features and his slender eyes are shining with an unknown light.

There is no denying that Shu Jinsheng is good-looking.

But it feels strangely feminine.

One bad look.

Xie Yanci's eyes were filled with cold light.

Meng Xingluan's voice came to his ears.

"Mr. Shu is fine and his body seems to be recovering well."

Meng Xingluan's eyes were playful and playful, and he didn't take the man in front of him seriously at all.

She meant something and made the other person's expression stiff for a few seconds.

Shu Jinsheng said with a smile on his face, "Thank you very much, Miss Meng, for thinking about me. I'm very fine."

If he hadn't underestimated Meng Xingluan's ways at the beginning, would he be so constrained in his actions now?

Fortunately, my father said that there is already a solution.

Once this threat was eliminated, he wanted to see if Meng Xingluan could still laugh.

Zhong Siyu held Shu Jinsheng's arm and remained silent.

The expression on her face was complicated and depressed.

She gently tugged at the corner of the man's clothes and whispered, "Jin Sheng, let's go."

Zhong Siyu used to express his gratitude for the banquet.

Although he has given up now, the scene of him and Meng Xingluan together still feels dazzling.

Shu Jinsheng took her out of the elevator.

When he passed by Meng Xingluan, he said a word of kindness.

"The metaphysics live broadcast will be reformed in the future. Miss Meng should come to the department as soon as possible to apply for relevant certificates, otherwise she may be arrested for promoting feudal superstition."

It looks like advice, but it is actually full of pride.

The special management department houses metaphysicians from all over the world and is growing day by day under the leadership of Shu Liang.

Even if he is a high-ranking official in China, he still has to give him some slack.

After all, a metaphysician...can't be offended easily.

Song Nanzhu: "Senior sister, what do you mean by him? He's talking like a gun and a stick. He sounds so annoying."

The four of them entered the elevator, and the young man pressed the floor button.

When the elevator door closed, Meng Xingluan said casually: "What else can it mean? Start targeting me."

Shu Jinsheng dared to declare war with her so openly, because he was afraid that Shu Liang already had countermeasures to deal with the tricks she had done to him.

There was a sneer on the woman's lips, and her eyes were cold.

Xie Yanci asked: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Before Meng Xingluan could speak, Song Nanzhu said: "You should just stay here honestly. If you don't do anything wrong, I'll thank you."

Xie Chengyi, who silently reduced his presence: "..."

The little uncle seems to be... despised?

It seems that there is a long way to go before the beauty can be returned.

Xie Chengyi expressed his sympathy for Xie Yanci.

The four of them had their own thoughts at dinner, and the meal was quite enjoyable.

After the meal, Xie Yanci sent Xie Chengyi back before asking the driver to turn around and go to Bodhi Taoist Temple.

He, Meng Xingluan and Song Nanzhu were the only three people left in the car.

Facing this shining light bulb, Xie Yanci expressed that he really wanted to kick him down.

However, he is Meng Xingluan's younger brother. If he does this, his journey to pursue his wife will be even longer.

So the only way is to let Song Nanzhu get out of the relationship.

Xie Yanci's dark eyes fell on the young man, giving him goosebumps all over his body.

Song Nanzhu hugged his arms in disgust.

"Thank you for the banquet. Is there anything written on my face? Do you think of me like this?"

Xie Yanci looked away lightly.

"I'm looking at you? Do you have any evidence?"

Song Nanzhu: "..."

Very good, wait until he brings a video recorder next time, and start recording anytime and anywhere!

When the evidence is conclusive, he will want to see how Xie Yanci can quibble!

The young man hummed twice and turned his back to the man, facing Meng Xingluan.

"Senior sister, there are a lot of people in the Taoist temple these days, so I invited a few villagers to come over and help... But it won't be an option in the long run. Alas, the third senior brother has to work in the hospital, the whereabouts of the second senior brother and the first senior brother are unknown, and the master is also missing. No, if it’s just the two of us all the time, I feel like we’ll be exhausted.”

Song Nanzhu couldn't help but complain a few words.

Then he let out a long sigh.

Meng Xingluan was thoughtful, and after a while, she said: "Now I will give you another task, to search for news about your second senior brother and first senior brother."

Neither of them died.

If they die, the sachet that Master Qingxu once made from their hair should turn into a pile of ashes.

But both of them are still well placed in the lobby.

Song Nanzhu nodded.

Xie Yanci also said: "Luan Luan, tell me the characteristics of the two of them, and I will have people look for them together. There is strength in numbers."

Meng Xingluan did not refuse.

She opened her phone and scrolled the photo album to the bottom.

The last picture at the end is a group photo.

This was taken the year Meng Xingluan left the Taoist temple and returned to the Meng family.

The people in the photo look very young.

This is the only photo of the senior brothers and sisters with Taoist Master Qingxu.

The person standing in position C is naturally Taoist Priest Qingxu.

The man is about 40 years old, with elegant features, gentle temperament, and black hair mixed with a little white hair.

He has an enigmatic and celestial appearance.

Standing on his left is Meng Xingluan as a girl.

She wore a smart and slim-fitting robe, and her black hair was only fixed with a plain wooden hairpin.

She has exquisite facial features and is as bold and unruly as she should be at that age.

Compared with now, it is a bit more green.

This was the first time Xie Yanci saw Meng Xingluan at this age.

There were so many people in the photo, but his eyes seemed to only have room for Meng Xingluan.

His long, white fingers were curled restrainedly, his long eyelashes were slightly curled up, and his pupils were deep.

Xie Yanci said in a low voice: "They shouldn't have changed much, Luan Luan, please send me the photo and I'll have someone look for it."

After finishing her words, Meng Xingluan clicked on the chat dialog box with the man and was about to send it directly when a hand covered her and checked the original picture for her.

"The original picture is clearer, but it's too blurry for fear of errors."

Xie Yanci made up lies seriously.

Meng Xingluan's eyes showed a hint of joyful smile, seeing through but not telling the truth.

Song Nanzhu sneered unceremoniously.

I mentally scolded him as a scheming dog.

Don't think he doesn't know his little thoughts.

If he hadn't wanted to prevent himself from being exhausted, he would have stopped his senior sister from sending the photo to the thank-you banquet just now.

After half an hour.

Bentley stopped in front of the Taoist temple.

The night wind was biting and cold, and it felt like being cut by a knife when it blew on my face.

Song Nanzhu went to open the door first, and Meng Xingluan stood there and said goodbye to Xie Yan.

The man has long legs, messy black hair, and deep and handsome eyebrows.

He used the night as his scene, lowering his eyes and looking at Meng Xingluan tenderly.

The voice was deep and affectionate, "Luanluan, good night."

"Good night."

The moment the woman turned to leave, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender arm, and then pulled her defenselessly into his arms.

His thin chin rested on the woman's shoulder.

Breathing hot.

"Thank you for the banquet?"

"Sorry, I was rude, but I want to hug you now, is that okay?"

Men absolutely belong to killing first and showing off later.

Meng Xingluan remained silent and acquiesced. It wasn't until Song Nanzhu, who opened the door to the Taoist temple, suddenly shouted that Xie Yan reluctantly let go of his hand.

"Senior sister, look! There is a letter stuck in the crack of the door!"