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

There were clouds and thunder outside.

The weather changes really fast, and only Meng Xingluan knows why.

She drew two nourishing and life-extending talismans in succession, which was noticed by Heaven.

This thunder was obviously aimed at her.

So just when Zhou Yubai thought Meng Xingluan would refuse, she nodded in agreement.

"You'd better ask Zhou Pianran about the origin of this jade pendant."

The blood-red jade pendant was held in Meng Xingluan's hand.

The sharp contrast between red and white makes it look a bit eerie.

Zhou Yubai hummed.

"Your room is still the same one. If there is anything missing, you can just tell the servant."

Meng Xingluan has lived here for two years.

She lived in a second bedroom in the villa, and the master bedroom was right next to this room.

Meng Xingluan put aside his thoughts and said with a cold face, "I'll just stay in the guest room."

One sentence directly clarified her relationship with him.

Zhou Yubai couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He took a deep look at Meng Xingluan and uttered two words.

"what ever."

After saying that, the man picked up his suit jacket and went out.

Meng Xingluan lived in a guest room on the first floor near the end of the corridor.

The room is small in size and simple in decoration.

Overall, Meng Xingluan is quite satisfied.

At dinner in the evening, Zhou Yubai and Zhou Pianran were not there, and Zhou's mother did not come out to eat because she was not feeling well.

Therefore, there were only Mr. Lin and Meng Xingluan in the huge restaurant.

Meng Xingluan felt at ease.

She has a small appetite and is full after just one bowl of rice.

Mr. Lin saw this opportunity and started asking questions.

Although Meng Xingluan is a junior, she can't stand up to her outstanding abilities.

Besides, the whole point of metaphysics is to communicate with each other, and maybe learn something new from each other.

"Girl, when did you learn to draw talisman in the air?"

"Did Qingxu teach you this? Do you have any tips for painting this?"

"Old man, I don't mean any harm, I'm just curious...Girl, are your senior brothers in Haicheng?"

……

Mr. Lin followed Meng Xingluan all the way to the door of Meng Xingluan's guest room.

The woman walked in and immediately turned around. She held the door frame with one hand, preventing Mr. Lin from going any further.

"It's so easy to draw symbols in the air, do you need any tips?"

Mr. Lin choked up: "..."

He has never seen such an immodest person!

Well, Meng Xingluan does have the capital to be immodest.

Mr. Lin's mind was working rapidly, and he stopped Meng Xingluan with his hand at the last second when he was about to open the door.

"Girl, can you just treat me as an offended old man and ask the last question?"

Meng Xingluan's impression of Mr. Lin was not bad.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid my hand would be crushed by the door today.

"can."

"Meng Yatou, did you intervene in the recent case of a female corpse in an apartment in Haicheng?"

It stands to reason that such a bad case cannot be without traces of evil spirits.

At that time, their special department specially sent people to check, but after searching around, there were no clues.

The only possibility is that someone took care of it before they came.

Mr. Lin stared at Meng Xingluan, trying to find something on her face.

It's a pity that Meng Xingluan is an expression manager.

To say there is no expression is to say there is no expression.

"you guess."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door closed and the sound of locking was heard.

Elder Lin: "..."

I do not guess you guess guess.

Angry.

But helpless.

"Ugh."

Mr. Lin sighed heavily, turned and left.

In the guest room, Meng Xingluan received a video call from Song Nanzhu.

The phone screen is occupied by Song Nanzhu's baby face, with long and dark eyelashes, and skin so tender that it looks like it can squeeze out water.

He said excitedly: "Senior sister! I have good news for you!"

Meng Xingluan: "What's the good news?"

"Didn't I tell your scumbag dad last time that he was in trouble? Their company lost a lot of money today!"

After speaking, Song Nanzhu turned around to confirm with someone, and a few seconds later, added the amount.

"It's worth hundreds of millions!"

Obviously this scumbag father belongs to her, but Song Nanzhu looks more excited than her.

Meng Xingluan agreed with a few words.

To be honest, since she came to know the Meng family, she basically didn't pay much attention to them.

hatred?

Not really.

Apart from this blood relationship, Meng Xingluan could not find anything related to them.

If they want to pamper their adopted daughter, then so be it.

Anyway, from the beginning, she did not expect maternal love and paternal love.

Meng Xingluan chatted with Song Nanzhu for a few more words before starting the live broadcast.

Today’s live broadcast equipment only has a mobile phone.

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, there was a steady stream of fans coming in.

A few sharp-eyed fans discovered that the background of today's live broadcast was completely different from before.

[Isn’t the anchor at home today? The background has changed. 】

[Are you at a friend's house or have you moved? It doesn't feel as good as before. 】

[It’s too crude. 】

……

Looking at the barrage, Meng Xingluan didn't answer.

Instead, let’s go directly to today’s live broadcast content.

As usual, three people are chosen to tell fortunes.

As the lottery wheel rolled, the first destined person of the night appeared.

After Qi Mu was criticized twice in a social group, he blocked the entire group in anger.

Despite my rebellious mentality, I started watching Meng Xingluan’s live broadcast.

He was wearing a little vest and looked at it with gusto.

Let him tell you, this Meng Xingluan is much prettier than Meng Tingyao.

If it hadn't been for the bad friendship since childhood, Qi Mu would have told Meng Tingyao righteously that he hated pretentious girls the most!

As he watched, Qi Mu was stunned by the sudden appearance of the lottery winning screen.

What do you mean?

Was he drawn?

Is he so European? I never win a first prize when buying lottery tickets!

While Qi Mu was stunned, Meng Xingluan had already called him twice.

At the last three counts, Qi Mucai panicked and paid for a carnival reward.

Before applying for continuous wheat, Qi Mu found a mask and put it on.

Meng Xingluan looked at the boys in the live broadcast room and was speechless for a few seconds before saying, "What do you want to do?"

Qi Mu didn't think about it for a while.

"Actually, I don't know what it is..."

He wants money, loving parents, and harmonious brothers.

Love is also going very smoothly. I have a girlfriend who I have been dating for half a year and are about to talk about marriage.

[If this guy doesn’t know what it means, how about I spend money to buy your place? 】

[Anchor, don’t waste time, hurry up and start the next one, enjoy it online. 】

……

Qi Mu looked at the barrage and realized that he had wasted time. He was about to hang up when Meng Xingluan spoke.

"Since you don't know what it means, I'll just say it casually."

Um? ?

Don’t you need your birthday and horoscope? Can you say whatever you want?

Seemingly sensing Qi Mu's doubts, Meng Xingluan added, "I'm also good at reading faces."

Qi Mu was aroused curiosity.

He retracted his hand and began to wait for Meng Xingluan's next words.

Anyway, he didn't say anything from beginning to end. If Meng Xingluan was really right, then she was really capable.

After a few seconds.

The woman lightly opened her red lips, and with one sentence, the entire live broadcast room fell into silence.

"Your partner is a man."