The host is no longer a human today

Chapter 7 I Don't Want Love, I Want to Cultivate Immortals (6)

In order to facilitate understanding of the world's information, she just bought a second-hand mobile phone to connect the system to the Internet.

So if there is any news on the Internet, Baimao Tuanzi can know it immediately.

"Yan Yuheng just posted on Weibo, offering a million rewards for your news, and even posted your photo." Baimao Tuanzi explained.

Qian Xixi: ...

Her 40-meter broadsword is ready to move.

Which means she now has to dress up like a wanted criminal to walk around the city!

Sure enough, it was the survival group, and it felt like the whole world was full of malice towards her.

"Shall we use the stealth card? Although the time limit is not long, it is enough to reach Yan Xiaoming's residence." Baimao Tuanzi suggested to her.

"No need." Qian touched the bag carefully, actually took out the cosmetics from the storage bag, and changed it online.

Which girl is not beautiful?
At the beginning, Qian Xixi followed a lot of videos of the beauty up master of station b, and with the use of some spiritual energy to improve the skin quality, the temperament of the original owner who only reached "delicate beauty" can soar to "beautiful demon" Ji" style.

In addition to appearance, temperament is also a kind of cover-up.

The original owner is lively and cheerful, like a little sun.Qian Xixi turned her head and turned into a noble and glamorous glamorous Yujie, the gap between them is huge.

While the whole network was discussing heatedly, 100 million of them walked past leisurely without knowing it.

Yan Xiaoming is a rich second generation who has been sought after since he was a child, but he is also very capable, otherwise he would not be able to enter the family company when he was in college, and he also took over most of the affairs.

When Yan's family was attacked and bankrupted by Yan Yuheng, Yan Xiaoming changed from a male god admired by thousands of people overnight to a downhearted young master who paid off his debts.

The father was so angry that he had a stroke, and the mother took care of him at home, and the burden of the whole family fell on Yan Xiaoming's shoulders.

He has no time to grieve, so he can only work hard to pay off his debts.Fortunately, the seller returned most of the property back then, otherwise Yan Xiaoming's family might be forced to jump off the building.

When Qian Xixi found him, Yan Xiaoming had just returned from grocery shopping in the supermarket.

Five points similar to Yan Yuheng's appearance, but softer than Yan Yuheng's.It's just that the life of the past few years has given him a little bit of vicissitudes and calmness, so he looks older than Yan Yuheng.

"Yan Xiaoming."

Yan Xiaoming watched a beautiful woman walking towards him with staring eyes, and involuntarily took a step back, his face that had succumbed to life was filled with disgust, "Who are you?"

This kind of thing happened to him too much.A good appearance complements his status as a noble and precious person, but after he fell down, his appearance became an excuse for those women who were unable to climb up the Yan family and were greedy for his body to come to him.

What kind of hint is nothing more than wanting to support her.

Obviously, Yan Xiaoming also regarded Qian Xixi as those women.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is are you sure you want to chat with me here?" Although it was late, there were still pedestrians coming and going, no matter how you looked at it, it was not a place to talk about serious business.

Hearing this sentence, Yan Xiaoming's disgust was even more obvious, a stinky face could turn people away, "I'm not interested in you, I don't know how to do that kind of business."

"Don't you want to make a comeback? Don't you want revenge?" Before Qian Xixi realized the reason why the other party hated communicating with her, her mind was always thinking about how to cooperate with Yan Xiaoming.

Yan Xiaoming threw down angrily: "I warn you! Even if the Yan family collapses, I will still be a man you can't get!"

After all, he didn't even want food, he turned around and left, his back looked like he was running away.

Baimao Tuanzi suddenly felt blessed: "Host, does he think you want to keep him..."

"..."

Silently picking up the bag of vegetables that Yan Xiaoming dropped, Qian Xixi turned and left, "It's not important, the important thing is that I have food!"

Whoring for nothing, flattered.

Baimao Tuanzi: ... host, you are a dog.

Although it has long prepared for the host to live in a panic and sleep in the world after entering the survival group, it still feels very delicate when it sees the host not letting go of even a bag of vegetables.

While it was still early, Qian Xixi simply found a cheap homestay in the surrounding area to live in every night when he went to bed.

She also made a special observation to make sure that the owners of the homestay are old and don't pay much attention to Weibo hotspots, so even if she registers with her ID card, her whereabouts will not be exposed.

It took only a day to pass the thousands of cash that came out of Yan Yuheng's house, and there are only more than 600 cash left.

She was short of money in the past, but she never expected that after binding the system to do tasks, she was still penniless.

How miserable.

Making money is the most important thing in life.

Qian Xixi learned from the painful experience and decided to cheat Yan Xiaoming's dishes the next day.

Since Yan Xiaoming only came home from shopping for vegetables at 06:30 in the evening, Qian Xixi simply went out during the day to find something to do, and it would be good to earn a little money.

Things on Weibo are still fermenting, and Yan Yuheng is about to be driven crazy by restless emotions. His eyes are bloodshot after he hasn't slept all night, like a dynamite barrel that is about to explode at any time, and the temperature around him is frighteningly low.

The private doctor had wrapped his hand into a fist, and stood beside him in fear.

"Is there no news yet?" Yan Yuheng asked with suppressed emotions, like a sharp knife hanging, falling on everyone's neck anytime and anywhere, killing them.

The heart of the assistant on the other end of the phone was thumping, and he felt that the president's aura had increased a lot.

It can be passed through the screen!

"There is... no news. We have verified the so-called revelations on the Internet, and they are all inaccurate."

Snapped!
The assistant heard the sound of the phone slapping the table hard, and his little heart jumped again.

"Keep looking!" Yan Yuheng said these words from between his teeth. If Qian Xixi appeared in front of him, he might be bitten to death on the spot.

The assistant quickly responded, hung up the phone and saw that the topic of "a woman envied by the whole world" was still being discussed on the Internet, and he wanted to say one thing - ignorant people are really happy.

"President Yan, your hand..." the private doctor reminded in a low voice.Yan Yuheng involuntarily inflicted a second injury on the injured hand, and the blood had slightly leaked out of the gauze.

"Treat it." Yan Yuheng frowned, it seemed that it was not because of the uncomfortable pain of the injury, but dissatisfaction that his hand was so fragile and the wound was cracked again.

Hand: ...so what am I doing wrong?
Compared with the low pressure on Yan Yuheng's side, Qian Xixi's side is much more relaxed.

He randomly found a nearby park, set up a small table and placed it in a place where people come and go, and found a small sign to stand on it, with four characters "Goddess Fortune Teller" written on it.

(End of this chapter)