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

After returning from the auction, Meng Xingluan placed the jade pendant on the coffee table.

The finely crafted and shiny dark green jade pendant looks even more exquisite under the light.

If it hadn't been authenticated by experts, who would have believed that this was an ancient artifact from thousands of years ago?

Meng Xingluan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Why did Xie Yanci say this was his thing?

Assuming that he sent the things to the auction house for auction, wouldn't it be unnecessary to spend one billion to buy them back?

There is another possibility that gradually appears in the woman's mind.

It's just that this possibility needs to be found and investigated by Black and White Impermanence to be sure.

After all, it's a bit outrageous.

But it's not impossible.

At this time, Song Nanzhu hurriedly delivered another jade pendant.

Meng Xingluan put them together. As the young man said, the two jade pendants were very similar.

Color aside, their texture and feel are almost identical.

In other words, these two pieces are a pair.

Meng Xingluan took a photo and sent it to Xie Yanci.

[M: Does the red patch look familiar? 】

I thought it would take a few minutes for the other side to reply, but as soon as she sent out her front foot, a "ding dong" sound was heard from her back foot.

[Xie Yanci: You won’t know until you get it. 】

Meng Xingluan didn't think much about it.

[M: Then I will ask my junior brother to send it to you tomorrow. 】

Xie Yanci refused without thinking.

Afraid of being too abrupt, he explained again.

[Xie Yanci: I think it is better to talk about this kind of matter face to face. After all, the matter is very complicated. 】

Can it be complicated?

Xie Yanci should have died early tomorrow, but he is still alive.

This kind of thing is completely outrageous no matter where it is placed.

Meng Xingluan set a time to meet with the other party, and then exited the chat interface.

Song Nanzhu watched eagerly.

"Senior sister, I think this man has evil intentions against you."

Meng Xingluan raised an eyebrow.

"I don't have as much money as him, and I don't have a good reputation. What's the point?"

After experiencing Zhou Yubai's incident, Meng Xingluan decided to seal off his love.

What's the use of having a man?

The most important thing now is to pay off the Taoist temple's debts.

In terms of money, just broadcasting a few more live broadcasts is almost enough, but in terms of merit...

Meng Xingluan got a headache just thinking about this.

I don’t know if it was because of the mental connection between master and disciple, but Meng Xingluan soon received an email from Taoist Master Qingxu.

There is only one line in the email.

[Thank you for your hard work, disciple. I know it’s not easy for you to live broadcast. Don’t worry, I will reward you with a few little red flowers. 】

Immediately afterwards, there is a new email.

There is also a line of words on it.

[My good disciple, your merits are still negative so far. Come on and do good deeds! You are the master's pride! 】

pride?

So proud of you big-headed devil.

Leaving all the mess to her, what a ‘good master’!

Meng Xingluan clenched her fists with a smile on her face.

Seeing this, Song Nanzhu swallowed silently.

He said fearfully: "Anyway, senior sister, please don't fall in love! Men are only external possessions. Becoming the richest man in the world is the most important thing!"

If the senior sister becomes the richest man, then he is the richest man’s younger brother!

The calculations in Song Nanzhu's heart were crackling.

Meng Xingluan saw through his mind at a glance.

Sneered.

"Instead of relying on me, it's better to find those senior brothers of yours."

Taoist Master Qingxu had five disciples in total.

Among them, except for Meng Xingluan and Song Nanzhu who are talented, the other three are just soy sauce.

Went down the mountain early.

Except for keeping in touch during festivals and festivals, at other times it was as if they were dead.

Song Nanzhu: "..."

Brothers, it’s dangerous!

Afraid of being affected, Song Nanzhu casually found an excuse to escape.

Live broadcast as usual in the evening.

For the three hexagrams every day, those who are predestined will be given priority, and those who are not predestined will be broadcast in advance.

Originally, the metaphysics channel was unpopular on any platform, but because of Meng Xingluan, its popularity suddenly skyrocketed.

There are now countless people who call themselves metaphysicians.

There are endless fortune-telling and horoscopes.

The next day, Song Nanzhu sent Meng Xingluan a screenshot.

It says--

[He spent a lot of money to seek help from a master of metaphysics! Requester: Meng Tingyao, Remuneration: 500 million, Location: Haicheng No. 1 Civil Hospital...]

Meng Xingluan didn't look behind him.

Song Nanzhu sent another message saying that this was a metaphysics group he had added.

First, he said harshly that Meng Tingyao deserved it, and then reassured her.

Dozens of people in the group are all skilled in the Three-legged Cat Kung Fu, and no one dares to ground themselves without him.

So Meng Tingyao waits for death!

Meng Xingluan ruthlessly exposed Song Nanzhu's innocent thoughts.

[M: Money can make all the difference. You will know when the time comes to see if anyone has gone. 】

The request for help did not explain the situation, and the specifics will not be known until someone goes over to see it.

Generally, evil spirits are difficult to deal with.

Especially this kind of unintelligent evil spirit.

……

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at the same time.

Haicheng No.1 People's Hospital.

Ward 601 on the sixth floor.

Meng Tingyao was so tortured that she rolled on the bed and made a fuss all night. The doctor gave her several injections of sedatives, but to no avail.

Meng's mother cried heartbrokenly.

With a daughter on one side and a son on the other, they couldn't help but feel a deepening resentment towards Meng Xingluan.

She couldn't figure out why she gave birth to such a vicious child.

It didn’t matter that Meng Tingyao and she were not related by blood, but Meng Jinan was her biological brother!

How can she do it?

Meng's father was not here, so the person who came to accompany her was her biological sister from the same mother.

Ding Ying held Meng Mu's shoulders comfortingly.

After thinking about it for a while, she said: "Sister, don't think I'm superstitious, but I really think Yaoyao is evil!"

Mother Meng was taken aback.

"Crash?"

"Yes, it's not an option for doctors to be helpless. Why don't we try with a Taoist priest?"

Mother Meng frowned instinctively, feeling a little resistant in her heart.

She has not forgotten that her own daughter is in this business.

She had been pretending to be a ghost all day long, which had completely embarrassed her!

Ding Ying continued to persuade: "Sister, can you bear to see Yaoyao being tortured? Anyway, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, and I am doing it for Yaoyao's own good."

After some persuasion from the woman, Meng’s mother finally agreed.

She asked Ding Ying to break the news, and to be on the safe side, she called Zhou Yubai.

After Meng's mother finished describing the situation here in a few words, she asked Zhou Yubai if he knew anyone who was capable in this field.

Of course Zhou Yubai does.

The first thing he thought of was Meng Xingluan.

The man's silence made Meng's mother even more anxious.

"Yu Bai, I know Yaoyao is not worthy of you now, but do you want to help us because she saved you in the first place?"

The Meng family is accustomed to moral kidnapping.

And they knew that as long as they grasped this, Zhou Yubai would agree to anything unconditionally.

Who told them that Yaoyao had saved his life?

After hearing this, Zhou Yubai's eyes darkened for a moment.

He quickly replied: "Auntie, don't worry, I won't leave Yaoyao alone."

With his words, Mother Meng hung up the phone with confidence.

The man sat on the office chair and was silent for a long time before he picked up the phone and dialed.

20 seconds later, a cold female voice came from the receiver.

"Hey?"