After being released from the mental hospital, Sha Diao’s real daughter became famous

After a long moment of silence, Nan Lan silently stuffed the box in and slid it to the side: "We'd better go in first..."

Mingli: "Do you like it?"

Nan Lan: "..."

In some cases, it would be a bit impolite to ask further.

She smiled and said: "It's very good. Take it back and give it to Zhang Ma. Zhang Ma has always wanted a child but has already gone through menopause. Maybe eating some of this can give Zhang Ma a second chance of rejuvenation."

After saying that, Nan Lan handed the box to the waiter next to him.

Mingli tilted his head and whispered: "Your mother Zhang is going to suffer a lot."

Nan Zhu pursed her lips: "Mother Zhang is a dog raised by my family."

"Nan Zhu, why are you such a person? Insulting people when you open your mouth? There is no need to do this if you have money..." After speaking, Mingli suddenly said, "Could it be a real dog?"

"It's a real dog."

"..."

So is your dog.

Why do you still have a personal name?

But that's normal. I feel relieved after looking at Nan Zhu.

The villa where the party was held was one of the villas owned by Nan Lan. The villa plus the front and back yards were much larger than the company where Mingli worked before.

Still in the imperial capital, where every inch of land was at a premium, she didn't dare think that such a deal would cost hundreds of millions.

If she had so much money, she couldn't imagine how much she would love life!

Seeing that Mingli was silent, Nan Lan thought she was a little nervous and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Nan Zhu glanced at the woman: "I was probably guessing how much your house would cost, and then started to imagine what a cheerful little girl I would be if I had so much money."

Mingli: "..."

Forget being a dog, why do you still want to be a roundworm?

"Hahahaha, my brother has more houses than I do. He has been using his pocket money to buy houses and invest since he was in junior high school. Now he probably owns hundreds of properties." Nan Lan suddenly cueed Nan Zhu, and it was self-evident what he meant.

But Mingli's focus is not on this at all, but on "Buying a House Everywhere with Pocket Money"

what?

Seven words that make people explode.

Sometimes I really make myself laugh——

Others use their pocket money to buy houses everywhere, but her pocket money can only buy candies.

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Mingli entered the backyard of the villa and glanced at:

There were about seven or eight people, all young handsome men and beauties, some swimming, drinking and chatting, and playing barbecue games.

They all seem to be common social activities.

Nothing messy.

Also, those who can play with Nanzhu Nanlan are mentally abnormal at best, but their legal and moral awareness is still online.

"Alas!"

As soon as they saw Nan Zhumingli and the two, several people came over whistling, making noises and screaming, which attracted other people's attention: "Oh my God, everyone, look, which giant Buddha is this?"

Everyone responded, all talking:

"Isn't this Nanzhu?"

"Oh my god, I actually saw the real Nan Zhu!"

"I didn't expect that a small party like ours could invite a giant Buddha like Mr. Nan. It's such a blessing!"

"Do you know? There is a legend in our circle that seeing Nanzhu at a party means you will have good luck this year!"

Nanzhu pursed his lips slightly: "..."

A bunch of nerves.

She raised her lips and teased: "Hahaha, you guys are quite good at keeping things together."

"Hey, this is it?" The man holding the wine glass came over and stared at Mingli with surprise on his face, "Isn't this the famous star Mingli?"

He turned his head and looked at the others: "Oh my God, my family, I can see the light of day!"

Everyone's tone was exaggerated: "Oh my god, he's actually alive! A big star~~~"

"Today we join hands to meet friends, and tomorrow we make an appointment to meet parents, so we bumped into each other."

Mingli pursed her lips slightly: "..."

A bunch of nerves.

Nan Zhu's hand fell in front of her and introduced to everyone: "Mingli."

Although there were only two words, his usually nonchalant tone was somewhat solemn at this time, as if he was introducing his extremely precious treasure to others.

"I know, Teacher Mingli is very popular now. When my sister heard that I could see Mingli today, she even asked me——"

Nan Lan was curious: "I want you to help me get an autograph?"

"Let me help find out if she is also this crazy offline."

Everyone: "..."

"Hey, it's all a character set-up, just a variety show effect. I am still very normal and serious." Mingli smiled and waved her hands, and after a silence, she suddenly said politely and seriously,

"I don't know what the customs are over there, but our custom is that no matter who it is, they usually have to share 66% of my deposit. There is no limit on the number of people, and there is no cap. I hope everyone can respect the traditional customs of various places."

Everyone burst into laughter after being stunned.

The boy called his sister directly on the spot: "I have tested it for you. She is a little more crazy than she appeared on the show. You can rest assured to chase her. It is not normal to chase one after another."

Although it was just a simple joke, Nan Lan found that everyone was more accepting of Mingli than before.

She is very aware of her group of friends. Although everyone's friendships are not all based on background, no matter how low-ranking the people in this circle are, they are all children from rich families, but the level of wealth is different.

The most indispensable thing around this group of people is flatterers, so Mingli's generous and natural attitude makes it easier to blend in.

Nan Lan was originally worried that Mingli would be embarrassed and awkward, but she found that the woman was chatting happily with everyone——

"Of course Diga is from the Northeast. After all, I, Diga, am from the Northeast."

"I've often wondered whether deaf-mute people talk in sign language when they sleep."

"The most advanced animal on earth is human, and the most advanced plant is vegetative."

"The most difficult escape room I have ever played was when I got up from bed in the winter when I was in school and went to bed at six in the morning. I couldn't escape the clutches of the bed."

"I've drunk bean juice before. It smells like the hairy armpits of a sixty-year-old man who hasn't taken a shower for ten days and ten nights. It's so sexy and fragrant."

No matter what everyone is talking about, Mingli can pick up a few words and never let the words fall to the ground.

Nan Lan and Nan Zhu looked at each other while they were grilling and watching.

She leaned closer and whispered: "She is so terrifyingly strong!"

He snorted softly, with a little pride.

Nan Lan: "..."

"Seriously, how far have you two developed now? Tell me, have you kissed?"

"No."

"Did you hug me?"

"No."

"Where's the hand? Isn't it already pulled?!"

"No."

Nan Lan fell into silence and said angrily: "Can you do it? You are almost obsessed with me, why is the progress so slow? You don't know how to chase people and let me do it!"

"What does 'almost obsessed' mean? Nonsense!" The man frowned, "I just pretended to be fascinated by her. This is my tactic. I have my own rhythm. Don't worry about it."

"Brother, just lie to others with your words like this, don't lie to yourself."

"........."

While talking, Mingli, who had completely integrated into everyone, retreated and came to the two of them and asked: "Is there any toilet water? I was bitten by a mosquito."

Nan Lan said: "I'll call someone right away. Forget it, I'll go by myself. I just need to pick up something..."

After she left, Ming Liyou poked the man with his elbow.

He glanced sideways: "What?"

"look."

Mingli raised her hand in front of him, and when Nanzhu lowered his eyes, he saw a heart-shaped mosquito bag pinched out with his fingernails on the back of his fair hand.

A woman's whisper came to my ears: "Love you, puppy."

Nan Zhu: “…………”

Suddenly the man who came over handed him a glass of wine: "I'll bake, you go and chat with everyone, look at you, your face is red from baking."

Nan Zhu: "..."

You’re not ovulating. Let’s spit some bubbles (laughs)