After rebirth, I found that the whole world wants to kill me [gl]

"I think we should start with the line of eldest brother's biological mother. Think about it, he looks good and has no illnesses. Why was he sent to the orphanage back then?"

"Li Shiqi, Tang Xiaozhang's biological mother, died in a car accident in the winter of 32 years ago."

On the slope far away from the main road in front of the sanatorium, two people slowly walked up, a man and a woman, both of them were pretty and pretty.

The two of them chatted leisurely, like students hanging out on the campus playground, or friends traveling together, not at all like they were going to a place like a nursing home.

"Speaking of the car accident...according to some people who had a good relationship with Li Shiqi back then, she was revenged by her enemies. But after so many years, the time limit for investigation has passed." Putting his pockets in his pockets, he told other people's stories in a normal tone, and his dark brown eyes casually looked around at the surrounding environment.

Tang Xiaoran raised her right hand, put her five fingers into her long hair, combed her hair back, and lifted her beautifully curved chin slightly.

He stared blankly somewhere in front of him, his eyes were half closed, revealing the meaning of thinking:

"...The enemy?"

After being quiet for a while, she put down her hand, and said in a moderate voice: "I don't know why, but I always feel that what happened to my eldest brother is much more than that."

They were like a ship sailing in the polar circle, everywhere they could see ice blocks floating on the sea, or snow-white ice fields stretching out as far as the eye could see, but none of this frightened them.

What frightens them is the sharp corners floating on the sea surface, springing up like mushrooms after rain, but no one knows whether there is an extremely huge iceberg lying underneath.

After hearing her words, Tang Xiaoyu smiled.

Just when he walked into the sun, the golden sunlight shone on him, making the youthful appearance of the boy bathed in the light extremely dazzling.

It's a pity that what he said was far from being as pure and simple as he seemed:

"Of course. We're not the only ones checking him out—I mean, from then to now."

Tang Xiaoran scratched her chin in disbelief, not understanding.

Does his eldest brother have hundreds of billions of property waiting to be inherited or something?So can you get someone's attention?

While Tang Xiaoran was looking at the road under his feet, his eyes turned aimlessly around the landscape on both sides, from the Rhododendron to the Bauhinia.

She clicked her tongue, and couldn't help but praise on the quiet, clean road gently blowing by the breeze:

"The environment of this place is really nice."

Just as she was turning, she first saw a parking lot surrounded by hedges, and she habitually looked at the cars inside.

There are indeed no fancy cars, but the grades are not much lower.

It seems that this place is the same as what I heard before.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a low-key and luxurious black Maybach, and she couldn't help but stare at the license plate two more times.

It is the license plate of this city.

But she hadn't seen it at all.

"What? Is there a familiar car?" Tang Xiaoyu asked next to her when she saw her stop and her eyes hadn't moved from the parking lot for a long time.

Tang Xiaoran smiled, hooked her lips, squinted her eyes and clicked on the Maybach out of nowhere, and said its name: "Wow, Zeppelin, don't you think that car looks very handsome?"

There are resolute turnings in the smooth lines, which is a model of combining hardness and softness.

Tang Xiaoyu didn't get her point at all, and was even a little confused:

"You don't like the Lamborghini Gallardo?"

The red is dazzling, the red is coquettish, it is the type that is always so high-profile that people will notice it at the first sight.

Tang Xiaoran shrugged, turned her gaze away, started walking again, and continued towards the nursing home in front.

A sweet smile appeared on her lips inexplicably: "I just think this car suits Sister Xin's temperament."

The enchanting and bright red Lamborghini, and the deep and low-key black Maybach.

Inexplicably reminded her of herself and Xiao Shixin.

No matter how flamboyant the former is and how low-key the latter is, Xiao Shixin's light will never be blocked.

To put it more simply -

You can intuitively imagine that this is the gap between 200 million and 1000 million.

Tang Xiaoyu took a few steps back at what she said, looked at the car again, and then followed, adding: "Not only the temperament, but also the worth."

Tang Xiaoran laughed out loud: "Okay, I suggest that she also buy one another day."

Thinking of the Cayenne she drove most often, Tang Xiaoran suddenly became curious about Xiao Shixin's garage.

Tang Xiaoyu's trip was to visit the former dean of the welfare home and the current honorary dean of the nursing home, Dean Ning.

The girl looked at the title with a puzzled face, and whispered, "I've only heard of the honorary principal..."

The milk and fruit bought by a boy who was half a head taller than him at the nearby mobile store also reminded him in a low voice: "Cough, pay attention to the location."

Tang Xiaoran: Let's do it, respect the old and love the young, I try my best to control the prehistoric power in my body.

The old lady is almost 70 years old this year. I heard that she usually lives in this nursing home. She chats with many old men and women of the same age, waters the flowers, and occasionally attends the meeting of the Third Hospital on the development of the nursing home. It's quite comfortable.

All in all, when Tang Xiaoran looked from a distance, the old lady she saw was a neatly dressed silver-gray dark-patterned jacket, a pair of wide-leg pants, and a pair of hand-made embroidered cloth shoes on her feet.

Her silvery gray hair is short and curly, and she wears presbyopic glasses on the bridge of her nose and a thin silver chain. Her expression of reading a newspaper shows a bit of sophistication.

Tang Xiaoran just took one look and felt that this type of old man couldn't handle it by himself.

"I believe in your social skills, boy~" She whispered through her teeth, and used the excuse to go to the bathroom, and the soles of her feet were oily.

Tang Xiaoyu: "..."

He began to sympathize with Tang Xiaozhang now.

Going around, why does it feel like he is the only one in the whole family who cares most about this matter?

not far away.

The mobile phone in Tang Xiaoran's pocket rang a melodious prelude to the song. She quickly took it out and slid to answer it. She walked to a more secluded place, which was the corner of the building of the nursing home. With a faint smile on her lips, she asked, "Early morning Why did you remember looking for me?"

The caller was none other than one of her daily cronies, Sun Jiali.

Fourth floor.

The woman standing by the window on the phone heard the short burst of music at the bottom of the building, lowered her eyes habitually, but could only see a lush osmanthus forest.

Among the whirling leaves, a person in white clothes was vaguely seen standing there.

She turned her gaze back, briefly explained a few words to the person on the other end of the phone, and then turned and walked into the back office.

"Because I stayed overnight at the Bar Street in Houhai last night, and now I just came home——Tang Xiaoran, I found out that you are really a good person, and you don't even remember the schedule of our second generation ancestors." The people over there couldn't I knew it was because I was too sleepy, or the smell of alcohol hadn't dissipated, but my voice was so nasal that when I uttered such teasing words with laughter, there was actually a bit of sarcasm in it.

The person she named looked down at a blooming sweet-scented osmanthus in front of her, and reached out to touch a small cluster of blooming beige.

Raising her eyes, she looked at the whole thriving tree in front of her, and traced the veins on one of its dark green leaves with her eyes, and the words she spoke were light and airy, with a little carelessness:

"Drink too much? Who provoked you this time, and actually wanted to blame the innocent me?"

Sun Jiali sat on the sofa, ignoring the hot water brought by the nanny at home. When reminded by Tang Xiaoran's words, her chaotic and heavy mind suddenly became clearer.

She looked at the steaming cup of boiled water in front of her, and replied expressionlessly:

"Maybe, I'll take some hangover medicine later, Miss Tang, just bear with me for a while."

Tang Xiaoran looked back at the chat over there, and saw that Tang Xiaoyu couldn't finish the topic for a while, and he had nothing to do, so he wasn't in a hurry to hang up the phone.

"What stimulated you, tell me."

Sun Jiali heard her way of questioning, picked up the hot water in front of her, and put it down again.The blockage in her heart will not change in any way because she is sober or drunk at the moment, nor will it become comfortable because she drinks more hot water.

She began to understand why the so-called serious people in her family never got drunk.

Her beautiful face has been sculpted to the point of beauty. The facial features are the standard of people's aesthetics nowadays. Anyone who sees her will praise her for being beautiful.

Sun Jiali took out the mirror from her bag, looked at her face, looked up, down, left, and right, as if she completely forgot that she was holding a mobile phone in the other hand.

After a long time, she stared blankly at the face in the mirror, and asked, "Xiaoran, am I not good-looking or rich enough?"

When Tang Xiaoran heard it suddenly, he thought he had heard it wrong.

Pretending to think seriously for a while, Tang Xiaoran smiled and said, "If you want to compare like this, then you are indeed not as good-looking as Audrey Hepburn, and you are not as rich as the bigwigs on the Forbes rich list."

Sun Jiali laughed out loud, slapped the mirror on the table, couldn't stop laughing, the hahaha voice echoed in the empty big house.

She laughed for a long time, so long that Tang Xiaoran wondered if she would laugh until she couldn't breathe.

After Sun Jiali stopped slowly, there was another strange silence on the phone, making Tang Xiaoran wonder if the phone had no signal, when a sentence suddenly popped up:

"Xiaoran, are all the people in your family like you?"

In this way, arrogant and defiant.

As long as you don't like it, you will always feel that you can't get on the stage, even if you are perfunctory, you will act so fake.

Tang Xiaoran vaguely felt that there was something in this sentence.

The smile on her lips also disappeared, and she raised her hand to pinch a thick dark green leaf. The smile in her tone was still there, but there was nothing in her dark brown eyes:

"...Why do you ask that suddenly?"