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

Shen Muyan.

The woman's fingertips touched the place where she signed, and her eyes were full of deep thoughts. She asked: "Thank you for the banquet, who did you sign this document...?"

Hearing the sound, the man raised his head.

Qing Jun's handsome face was stained with confusion. After seeing which document it was, he replied: "This was sent by someone from Lingzhou. We have never met."

Luanluan asked why?

Could it be that...you know this person named Shen Muyan?

The name 'Shen Muyan' sounds like a man's.

The thank you banquet speech immediately set off alarm bells.

He put down the pen in his hand vigilantly, stood up and walked to Meng Xingluan.

The woman was still looking at Shen Muyan's name.

All her attention was focused on this, and she didn't care at all about the shadow falling behind her.

Xie Yanci was jealous.

He lowered his eyes without any trace and asked, "Does Luan Luan know him?"

He had been absent from Meng Xingluan's life for nearly twenty-one years, and he had no idea who or what he knew.

Even if they established a relationship together, they had only met her three junior brothers.

Oh yes, another one is missing and his whereabouts are unknown.

"I don't know him, but this handwriting... is very similar to that of my senior disciple Shen Que."

In Bodhi Taoist Temple, only Shen Que grew up with her.

They are similar in age and were accepted as apprentices by their master at the same time.

Originally, according to the order of priority, Meng Xingluan wanted to call him senior brother, but she didn't agree, so after a tacit understanding between the two parties, she became senior sister.

Shen Que became the senior disciple, side by side with her.

Xie Yanci pursed his lips and said nothing.

A huge sense of crisis arose in his heart, a feeling that was even greater than what the other three junior brothers had brought to him.

Shen Que must not be a fuel-efficient lamp.

Xie Yanci trusted his intuition.

The complicated thoughts in his mind aroused the anger that was ready to come out. The man curled his fingers and tried to restrain himself.

After he calmed down, he said: "I will let people go investigate now."

Meng Xingluan hummed and finally focused on Xie Yanci.

The sun outside was almost setting, and the white clouds reflected in the afterglow seemed to be stained with red rouge. The man was staring at her with his back to the light, his eyes affectionate, and Meng Xingluan couldn't help but curling his lips.

"Is the work done?"

The thank-you speecher who wanted to say he was done even before he finished his work said obediently, "Luan Luan, let's go eat."

"it is good."

Let’s talk about Pu Wanyue tomorrow.

The two of them left the company affectionately side by side. Wherever they walked, nothing could be missing except gossipy eyes.

"Look, I told you that Mr. Xie defeated Master Meng, but you didn't believe it."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh the look on his face after taking off the mask! Mr. Xie is so lucky!"

"It would be nice if Mr. Xie could be more approachable. I really want to learn from him. I've been chasing a girl recently and I have no clue."

"I'm familiar with this matter! Just ask me directly, and then just give me a pack of cigarettes..."

"Just... did someone take a photo? Send me a copy."

"I took the photo! I have the front, side and back. I gave it to you. Don't post it everywhere. I don't want to end up like Liu Lingling..."

……

While the discussion was in full swing, Xie Yanci's assistant came over.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, the assistant brought them great good news.

"Mr. Xie said you don't have to work overtime today. You just need to come on time and finish tomorrow. So, pack up and leave."

The assistant smiled and urged them to get off work quickly.

Someone burst out into a scream of joy.

"Ah ah ah thank you for your righteousness!"

"Hey, hey, go home and comfort my boyfriend. We had a fight yesterday and today I have time to talk things over."

"Master Meng, can you come here to visit the class every day? I don't want to get off work on time, I want to practice CP!"

……

Everything in the company cannot escape Xie Yanci's eyes.

Including what they said in the group this afternoon, someone compiled them together and sent them to the men.

The whole article is full of comments made by this group of people who are talking about CP, and every sentence speaks from the heart of Xie Yanci.

That’s why today I have the benefit of getting off work on time.

Luanluan belongs to him.

A grand confession scene is also being planned.

Therefore, soon everyone around the world will know that he is Luan Luan's boyfriend.

This will directly filter out some peach blossoms, and as for those who remain unwilling to give up, it is moral corruption.

A mistress who destroys other people's feelings?

If you give me a beating, there will only be people clapping and applauding.

Xie Yanci clung to Meng Xingluan, not as cold and dignified as in the company, but now as clingy as a big dog.

Meng Xingluan was helpless.

She tried to pull her hand away from the man, but the other man's grip was so tight that she had no choice but to give up.

"Thank you for the banquet."

"Ok?"

The ending sound rises, which is inexplicably confusing.

Meng Xingluan was resistant to his beauty, but he was reluctant to say harsh words.

"Let go and I'll send you a message."

"Am I not important? Luanluan is actually willing to give up on me to chat with others."

Meng Xingluan immediately typed a question mark when he said that the tea was full of irritation and grievance.

Xie Yanci knew it was a bit excessive.

He let go, smiled, and said in a relaxed tone: "I was just kidding, I have been reading too many books recently."

Meng Xingluan understood.

As for the books the other party mentioned, she directly classified them as romance novels.

Because the sentence just now is the typical green tea in the novel.

Fortunately, my boyfriend was not tortured.

Meng Xingluan began to reply to the message.

Song Nanzhu and Bo Zili both sent her messages, both concerned about her injuries.

After going back one by one, Meng Xingluan suddenly formed a group.

[Song Nanzhu: Huh? ? 】

[Bo Zili: Senior sister? 】

[Xia Yu:? 】

Meng Xingluan typed it and sent it.

[I think... there is news about my senior disciple. 】

This sentence directly caused the hearts of the three of them to stir up a storm.

[Bo Zili: Senior brother is in Haicheng? 】

[Xia Yu: Senior sister, who told you the news? If senior brother is really in Haicheng or the capital, why didn't you contact us? 】

[Song Nanzhu: I know, senior brother must be in danger! 】

Meng Xingluan:......

【Who among you knows Shen Muyan? 】

None of the three of them had heard of the unfamiliar name.

Meng Xingluan continued typing.

[Today I saw senior disciple’s handwriting on a document. The name was Shen Muyan, not Shen Que. 】

The senior disciple’s name is Shen Que.

The group was silent for a few seconds.

Song Nanzhu bubbled silently.

[Song Nanzhu: Is there a possibility that the senior brother has changed his name? 】

It is not impossible.

Bo Zili took the lead and said that he would send someone to investigate.

Xia Yu followed closely behind.

Only Song Nanzhu said that he wanted to break into the enemy's interior and would go to Lingzhou to apply for a job tomorrow.

The four of them were speechless.

Meng Xingluan Aite boy.

[@松南庄, Taoist temple can’t do without you. 】

……

Turning off the phone, the car happened to be parked in front of a club.

Different from the last one I saw, this one is obviously more upscale and luxurious.

Just the stuff outside the door is worth tens of millions.

Xie Yanci got out of the car first, then walked around to the other side and the gentleman bent down to open the door for Meng Xingluan.

"Luanluan, please."

Meng Xingluan was dressed very casually today, which was a bit too casual compared to the people coming in and out.

But his temperament is outstanding and cannot be underestimated.

The two walked to the door side by side, and the next second an attendant took them into the private room reserved in advance.

The environment inside is quiet, with a faint scent of sandalwood floating in the air.

Following the attendant up the spiral staircase, he looked up to the opposite side and saw a familiar figure.

The other party didn't see her and just strode into a private room.

Meng Xingluan has good eyesight.

Another familiar face was caught through the wide open door.

It's the person in Shu Jinsheng's hands.