The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Feng Lan's eyes were filled with unclear emotions. He stared at Tang Tang, who was smiling, for a moment, then suddenly nodded and sneered, "Yes, Miss Tang is right."

Tang Tang shook his head, "You are not as cute now as you were last night."

Although Feng Lan was crazy last night, at least what she said was what she meant. But the current Feng Lan... is really going to become as mean as she appears to be.

"Really? Didn't Miss Tang treat me like a dog last night?"

"Oh, why do you say that?" Tang Tang covered her mouth pretentiously, revealing a pair of big eyes and looking at Feng Lan sadly, saying to him, "Mr. Feng Lan suddenly wants to be my dog, it really scared me to death."

As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and she covered her chest with both hands again, glanced at Feng Lan and said in a low voice, "Miss Tang, listen to how nervous I am~"

Feng Lan's face turned dark in an instant.

He now wished he could strangle his secondary personality to death.

"How did Mr. Feng Lan change his personality overnight? Could it be that you are one, three, and five, him, and two, four, and six, you?"

Tang Tang threw a big one as soon as he opened his mouth.

Feng Lan slowly raised his eyes, looked at Tang Tang and warned, "Miss Tang, some things should just be kept to yourself."

Oh, so fierce.

The image of Feng Lan pestering her like a dog last night was too vivid in Tang Tang's mind. Now, looking at the dark face of the man in front of her, she remained unscrupulous.

"Mr. Feng Lan, are you threatening me?"

Feng Lan curled his lips and said coldly, "Of course not."

"Oh~ Then Mr. Fenglan, you must not want others to know that you..."

Seeing Tang Tang's half-smile and half-threatening expression, Feng Lan bit his back teeth unconsciously, and then said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

"What can I want to do? Mr. Feng Lan clearly promised me this, so don't forget it."

"Come with me directly after you get off the plane," Feng Lan turned around and left. "I will invite Mr. Godfather at noon today. I hope you can keep this matter to yourself forever, Miss Tang."

What a bad temper.

Tang Tang shook his head nonchalantly and the system sighed, "In comparison, Feng Lan was unexpectedly cute last night."

[You are the woman who is going to become the godmother of the Italian Mafia. What is the saying among you humans on the Internet?]

Tang Tang was puzzled, "?"

[Oh, a forced melon is not sweet but it quenches your thirst. Feng Lan's other personality wants to be your dog. You can catch him back, and then...]

Stop stop stop.

"You are really... you are no longer the pure and lovely little system you used to be."

Tang Tang also strolled back to the rest room and prepared to land. "I only care about whether I can see Alberto."

The plane landed. Tang Tang had no luggage and only a small shoulder bag on his back. He caught up with Feng Lan in a few steps.

"The Godfather doesn't have a very good temper," Feng Lan said expressionlessly, not even glancing at Tang Tang behind him. "This is Italy, not a flower-growing country. If you were shot, I would celebrate quietly and help send your ashes back to China."

Then you are such a good person.

Tang Tang smiled indifferently, "Then I will definitely thank Mr. Feng Lan when the time comes."

But she had promised Feng Lan's secondary personality to go to the show before... so now...

"Am I also Mr. Fenglan's Muse?"

Tang Tang spoke suddenly, and caught her off guard, she saw the person in front of her who was walking upright paused for a moment, as if something had been revealed about him, but then he immediately returned to normal.

Not only that, he also uttered a mocking "huh" sound, as if he despised Tang Tang very much.

"I don't have such bad taste as he does."

How strange! Isn't it said that split personality is the birth of another personality to complement the main personality?

How come Feng Lan and his two personalities have such a bad relationship?

But this was not a problem she should be concerned about. Since Feng Lan had spoken, she immediately agreed, "In that case, it should be okay for me not to go."

This is just free stuff, it’s great.

"No, my dear Muse."

?

Tang Tang was speechless. He looked at Feng Lan who suddenly smiled very ambiguously in front of him and looked up at the sky helplessly. "Are you really not kidding me? The dual personality switch is so smooth? Do you think you are Dove?"

"It's true," he leaned closer to Tang Tang, his light-colored eyes showing obvious bewitching admiration, "I was so sad to death when I heard that you didn't want to keep my date."

"You are indeed much cuter than him."

Tang Tang coldly pressed Feng Lan's face, which was very close to him, with one hand and pushed him away, "But I just want to do business now."

"Okay, okay, my Muse, your words are the most important."

Feng Lan stood up, took out his phone, dialed a number, and communicated in fluent Italian.

Tang Tang could vaguely hear what was said, which was that he was willing to give away a piece of jewelry that little Alberto had liked very much.

[You know Italian?]

It's no wonder the system was a little shocked. After all, Tang Tang seemed to know too much, right?

Tang Tang smiled proudly and replied in his mind, "You don't understand the working emperor's 6."

In her previous life, she wanted to become an all-rounder in order to have a smooth job. The company she finally switched to originally had an exchange program in Italy.

Tang Tang had already seized this opportunity and would occasionally look for some teaching videos on Bilibili to teach himself Italian.

I just didn't expect to be hit by a car so suddenly, and I only learned the basics.

"Since I'm here, it's not too much for me to learn Italian proficiency, right?"

System, what else can the system do?

I chose the host myself, so I have to accept my fate.

[Proficiency in Italian has been obtained, 6 points have been deducted, and the current debt is 31 billion. 】

Thank you so much for remembering to count the whole numbers.

"Done~" Feng Lan hung up the phone and approached Tang Tang as if to take credit, "Dear Muse, we will be invited to the Godfather's manor at four o'clock in the afternoon."

"But now, can your time belong to me for a while?"

You talk really weirdly.

Tang Tang responded, "So what are you taking me to do?"

wrong.

Tang Tang looked at Feng Lan in front of him and suddenly asked, "Do you have a manor in Italy? A big one."

"Yes," Feng Lan's eyes were filled with indescribable satisfaction. He whispered, "Dear, if you like it, I would like to give it to you."

"No, I want to buy it," Tang Tang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Feng Lan with satisfaction and said, "Quote a price, and we'll go to your studio to swipe the card now."

"15 billion, dear. In fact, most of this manor is only used to store my works or manuscripts. Apart from me, no one else will live here for a long time."

It's just a manor, but it's only 15 billion?

I have only just paid off half of the debt.