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

Ji Chi's words lingered in the man's ears.

He casually raised his eyelids, his dark eyes deep and cold.

The next second, Xie Yanci chuckled.

"That depends on whether he can eat enough."

For Meng Xingluan, he is bound to win.

Zhou Yubai?

It is best to be self-aware.

……

Meng Xingluan stayed with Yingying for half an hour before returning to the Taoist temple.

Xie Yanci opened the car door for her like a gentleman, his every move revealing his accomplishments.

The wind on the mountain was strong, and my black hair was messy by the wind.

The pale and handsome features look even more charming in the night, especially the narrow eyes, which are filled with endless tenderness when they look at you.

"Be careful on the way back."

Hearing the woman's instructions, Xie Yanci couldn't help but feel sweet emotions in his heart.

His lips curled slightly.

Deliberately say a word in a deep voice.

"it is good."

The man stood by the car door and watched Meng Xingluan walk into Bodhi Taoist Temple.

He didn't turn around and get in the car until the door closed.

Song Nanzhu was not asleep yet, and the little orange cat was squatting at his feet and taking a nap.

Hearing the sound, he immediately opened his eyes alertly and saw that it was Meng Xingluan, and the whole cat became excited.

It has recently grown some flesh and feels soft to the touch.

Meng Xingluan rubbed its head.

"What are you playing?"

Song Nanzhu was pushing down the tower. After the last drop of blood fell, he took back his cell phone.

His baby face was filled with a bright smile.

"Senior sister, are you back? Brother Wei and I are playing games."

Meng Xingluan sat opposite the young man.

The orange cat rolled in her arms, then found a comfortable position and lay down.

He yawned lazily, then closed his eyes again.

"Have you been busy recently, Xiao Hengzi?"

"It seems that his brother is not in the mood to be a monster just for fun... Senior sister, you don't know, right? The last black widow premiere was faked and finally came to light!"

After being reminded, Meng Xingluan pulled out the story about the fake couple from the corner of his memory.

There was a lot of commotion on the Internet at first, but then it gradually became less popular.

Meng Xingluan never paid attention to such trivial matters.

Unexpectedly, there are still kind-hearted people posting on Weibo to express their opinions.

I heard that Wei Yunchi is now taking full control of Douwan. Without Zhou Yubai, the platform will have to disband sooner or later.

Meng Xingluan only knew a little about the Wei family.

Even though Wei Heng seems to have no formal appearance, he still has some strength.

Otherwise, why would Father Wei value Wei Heng alone?

Wei Yunchi?

He is just a useless trash who likes to pretend.

Song Nanzhu went to the small kitchen and brought out a fruit plate. The fruits were still fresh.

"Senior sister, eat some fruit. Are you tired from traveling back and forth today? In fact, you can stay in Haicheng for a few more days. I'm here at the Taoist Temple."

Meng Xingluan glanced at him.

"Your family matters haven't been resolved yet."

"They all carry the talismans you gave them, senior sister. It won't be a problem if I leave them for a few days."

Things in the Song family are very evil.

Until now, Meng Xingluan has not seen any breakthrough.

Stealing luck is inherently contrary to nature. Once it fails, those who advocate everything will suffer backlash.

That's why he was so careful not to reveal any flaws.

But Meng Xingluan firmly believed that there must be loopholes in this matter.

Wait for the next two days and then take the time to go there.

The next day.

It was rare for Meng Xingluan to sleep for a while longer.

Only after the sleepiness completely dissipated did he get up from the bed.

The long black hair is messy and the facial features are lazy.

"Meow meow meow~"

The little orange cat jumped in from the window and landed on Meng Xingluan's bed accurately.

Meng Xingluan rubbed his hands a few times and then took off the quilt and got out of bed to wash up.

It's just dawn outside, but the temperature on the top of the mountain is already only four or five degrees.

Meng Xingluan wore a navy blue sweater.

The loose fit covers the graceful figure, and the legs are straight and slender.

Her hair was casually pulled into a low bun.

The whole person is capable and refreshing.

When she came back from her morning run, breakfast was already placed on the stone table in the small courtyard.

It's canned rice pudding.

Song Nanzhu was looking at his phone while eating.

"Senior sister, if you ask me to tell you, you have simply mastered the heroine script!"

"Ok?"

"Didn't the Internet say you abandoned Yingying and sold Yingying? Now things are reversed!"

"Isn't that normal? What was originally sent out was all their fabrication."

Meng Xingluan took all of this very lightly.

Don't think that everything will be fine if you hide behind the Internet. Everything you say or do or say will be efficacious for you in the future.

Sometimes it's very mysterious.

Even if you don’t believe it, you have to be in awe.

Song Nanzhu continued to surf with his mobile phone.

Suddenly, he said "Huh" in confusion.

Then he handed the phone to Meng Xingluan.

"Senior sister, look at this. Isn't she Yingying's adoptive mother? Why did she go to ask for help?"

On the screen is a video.

A woman in floral clothes was crying with runny nose and tears. The background was in a ward.

"I, Li Zhaodi, beg everyone to save my son. He is the only one in our family... As long as my child can be saved, I am willing to die!"

Sad cries are contagious.

The photographer then focused the lens on the child lying on the hospital bed.

His hair was shaved off, his cheeks were sunken, his lips were chapped, and his eyes had lost the innocence that a child should have.

Many people couldn't bear to see this scene.

[Oh my God, my God, do you want to see what you are doing? This family is already suffering enough, why add to the suffering? 】

[Leukemia, why do children only get this disease? 】

[Hurry up and get matched. If you are matched, we will start a love fundraiser. I will donate [-] yuan to you for [-] yuan a month! 】

【Great justice upstairs! Can anyone tell me the name of this hospital? I want to see it for myself. 】

[I heard that Yingying on the Internet is the daughter of this aunt, but she is unwilling to be matched to save her younger brother...]

……

Many barrages were gradually deflected by a certain comment.

Meng Xingluan squinted and clicked in.

The homepage is blank, the avatar is also white, and the IP address column says Beijing.

A figure gradually appeared in front of him.

Ah.

Really no progress at all.

The methods are still so inferior.

Not surprisingly, the hot search topic later is that Yingying is a white-eyed wolf and is unwilling to save her younger brother.

Then he added that it was her instigation, killing two birds with one stone.

Meng Xingluan knew these tricks by heart.

"Senior sister, I feel that Black Widow is definitely going to get involved again. Let's prepare in advance to catch her off guard!"

Song Nanzhu has experienced many things.

I already have a premonition of what will happen next.

We definitely can’t let Black Widow take the lead this time!

Before Meng Xingluan could say anything, Song Nanzhu had already made the decision.

"It's settled! Don't worry about this matter, senior sister, just leave it to us!"

Song Nanzhu directly made a guarantee.

After breakfast, Meng Xingluan was ready to go to the hospital again.

There is news from Xia Yu that Yingying's biological parents have arrived, and information from both parties is being collected.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door of the Taoist temple, he was blocked by people.