When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch

While Qin Yi and Tang Yutian were sitting on the sofa drinking tea, Mao Jixiang and his car were stopped outside.

In the reception room at the entrance of the mansion, an uncle of the doorman dressed like a lieutenant in the middle ages was sitting, wearing a navy blue military cap with something similar to the family emblem inlaid on the front of the military cap.

It seems to be a shiny golden font, which probably symbolizes the nobility and quality of the Tang family.

Through the window, you can only see the straight upper body of the guard uncle and the new sniper rifle on his desk, which can kill important single living targets within 1000 meters, and is equipped with a fixed or variable magnification optical sight with a range of four to eight times. .

Don't ask him how he knows, there are detailed descriptions in the original book.

Not only the model of the gun, but also the range of the gun, there are strict grade regulations in the novel "A Rich Family".

For example, the hero has a gun with a range of [-] meters.

Ten thousand meters.

Isn't it great, it's so good that it can fly to the sky.

Unbelievable, unbelievable.

In short, we must take a good look at the legendary [-]-meter range another day.

Thinking of this, Mao Jixiang put on his hat, showed his arrogant demeanor, and went to deal with the guard.

'Boom boom'.

The doorman was holding a magazine in his hand, and was immersed in the moment of "Top Ten Inventory of Actresses Walking the Red Carpet". He suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the glass window. He raised his head, and saw a handsome face.

The visitor's complexion was very pale, and he smiled enthusiastically, but his eyes were neither salty nor pale.

Just listen to this handsome man say generously: "Hello."

Which family's young master?The guard stood up, opened the window, and subconsciously bowed to him: "May I ask who you are?"

"My surname is Mao, and my name is Jixiang." Mao Jixiang shook hands with him like a gentleman, and gave his cheap father's name, "My father, Mao Qiming."

Mao Qiming is considered to be... a bit well-known in the industry. Although he made his fortune by selling pirated discs, he also slowly embarked on the road of import trade.

Especially in the past few years, after getting close to the white thighs, their family can be said to be soaring to heaven.

The guard nodded to show familiarity, regardless of whether he recognized him or not, he said meaningfully: "Ah, it's Shao Mao. I haven't seen him for a long time. I really don't recognize him."

"Wherever you are, you are as dedicated as ever."

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Mao Jixiang hit the iron while the iron was hot, and turned sideways, revealing the luxury sports car behind him that was stolen from Baiyu's garage: "Look, can it be convenient for me to drive the car in."

The guard's eyes became strange.

Mao Jixiang smiled slightly and explained: "I made an appointment with Mr. Tang to visit your mansion in the morning. Maybe he forgot to notify you. If you are worried, you can call him."

At the same time, the big muscles are anxious in the car.In the past few days, Mao Jixiang often sneaks out, Bai Shao doesn't care about anything, except that he can't tolerate Mao Jixiang saying he can't see him, and he got angry many times because of this-even though his so-called anger is only a slight drawdown of the corners of his mouth .

Well now, he's an accomplice.

"What should I do, if Young Master Bai finds out... I'm done..."

There is no unparalleled road, and the despair that the big muscular mobile phone was taken away by Mao Jixiang was quickly melted away by the care of the guard uncle.

This doorman is quite responsible. He probably deliberately recited the license plate numbers of several well-known bigwigs in city A, so he can figure out whose car it is with just one glance.

He looked up and down at the young man in front of him, and said: "Okay, I'll call the young master."

It's just that the call was made to Bai Yu. When Mao Jixiang heard the word Bai Shao, he was struck by thunder.

What the fuck?

"...Hey, yes, yes, you know this Mr. Mao, right?" The doorman chuckled, "No, what should I do? I think someone is so bold as to steal your car."

Oh, steal a car.

He thought he stole the car from Bai Yuna.

Mao Jixiang slightly raised one corner of his mouth, he wanted to hit someone a little bit.

The doorman hung up the phone, and pressed the door button to invite Mao Jixiang in: "So you are Bai Shao's concubine, tell me earlier, how offensive you were just now, please don't take offense to Mrs. Bai."

I love you uncle.

At this time, Big Muscle stopped the car and got off, ran to his side, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked the doorman uncle, "I'm sorry for your trouble." Then the subject changed, "Ma'am, no matter what you want to do next time, tell Mr. Bai , he is very worried about you."

Mao Jixiang stopped in his tracks.

Of course he knew.

But recently, the higher the score, the more irritable he is.

He can go back soon, he can go back to see his family, he can go back to the dormitory to play games every day, skip class in the morning to ask his roommates to help with roll call, and study how to spend time with girls by the way.

But what about Bai Yu, he couldn't put Bai Yu in his pocket and take him back with him.

He really envied Qin Yi, where did he have the courage to make such a decision.

He can't do it, he's just a bluffing turtle.

After meeting Qin Yi in the lobby, Mao Jixiang pulled his allies to the corner and briefly explained the purpose of coming.

Qin Yi nodded: "So that's the case, Mr. Mao, don't worry, I will do my best to help you."

Mao Jixiang knew that no matter it was windy or rainy, his ally would always be the one who stood in the rain without an umbrella and was full of righteousness.

He was moved: "Thank you so much."

Then Mao Jixiang watched in bewilderment as his ally repeated his mission to Tang Yutian.

"..."

Immediately afterwards, the cool and handsome male protagonist stood up, leaving Tang Qinglong alone in the living room who still had a lot to say.

I saw Tang Yutian raised his hand and wrote lightly: "Go, go upstairs."

This feeling of doing tasks with the male protagonist is really amazing.

"The last time you were here, it should be clear who lives in which room, so I don't need to say more," Tang Yutian walked in front, "Which room do you want to find first?"

The treatment is really high.

Mao Jixiang pointed to the front one: "Ba Ye's." One of the main supporting roles, loves to make troubles, and has a high rate of problems.

"But can you really go in?" He tentatively tried to push the door open, but found that Tang Yutian wasn't speaking to him, so Mao Jixiang choked again, and confessed, "...Okay, Qiqi, do you want to go first?" Which one are you looking for?"

Although Qin Yi felt that something was wrong with Mr. Tang Baye all the way, he cared more about the man who hadn't heard from him since the cruise ship incident.He has a feeling that in every mission, the most important clues are often inconspicuous.

"Tang Ranzhi?"

It was true that Tang Ranzhi hadn't appeared for a long time. According to Hong Bao, after the fake Ranzhi incident was exposed, he felt ashamed to face Tang Yutian and confessed in the room all day long.

After Qin Yi finished speaking, he was worried that Tang Yutian would have any adverse reaction when he heard these three words. After all, Tang Ranzhi sacrificed his life to save him back then.

"What are you looking at me for?" Tang Yutian rubbed the top of Qin Yi's head, he didn't evade the question, but just said to him, "You are the most important."

Seeing that this idiot wanted to change his words, Tang Yutian took the initiative to walk in the direction of Tang Ranzhi's bedroom: "Exactly, I haven't seen him for a while."

Qin Yi looked at Tang Yutian's back under the dim light in the corridor, with a slender silhouette and steady steps.

He thought that he was able to face Tang Yutian so bravely, maybe it was the courage this man gave him—the kind of courage that would never run away and face difficulties at any time and no matter what he faced.

Tang Yutian knocked on the door with his fingers, and after only two light knocks, the sound of chanting in the room stopped.

After a long time, Xiaomei came out to open the door.

Tang Ranzhi's room was as clean as ever.

Tang Ranzhi in the wheelchair had the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" on his lap. He put his hands together, lowered his eyes, and muttered softly: "Guan Zi Zai Bodhisattva, when you practice the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, you can see that the five aggregates are all empty." , to overcome all hardships..."

Tang Yutian looked at him for a long time, then leaned into Qin Yi's ear and said, "Baby, I can't handle this, come here."

Mao Jixiang nodded and agreed: "I can't handle this either, you can do it."

Qin Yi: "..."

Fortunately, Qin Yi had studied this scripture before, so he still had some impressions.

The history of Buddhism being introduced to China by missionaries is very typical. This fusion of ideas is very interesting to study and plays an important role in the process of cultural exchanges between China and the West.

"Ordinary people want to overcome hardships, life and death, and achieve great enlightenment, they must start from their own hearts." Qin Yi said softly, "The most important thing in this scripture is to talk about the principle of emptiness, not the emptiness that the world says, it is the emptiness of emptiness." Miekong. I think you, Mr. Tang, are a bit offended by Miekong."

Mao Jixiang was so dizzy, he sneaked a glance at Tang Yutian, and felt that Tang Yutian seemed to understand it very well.

Is there a problem with his comprehension ability?This kind of research and theory of frigidity... I don't understand it personally.

No one knew how Tang Yutian could understand, but no matter what Qin Yi said, he was willing to listen carefully.

"You are deliberately seeking emptiness. If you can't straighten your mind, it will be useless to recite more scriptures."

Tang Ranzhi kept his head down, but his tears were dripping down. He choked hoarsely and said, "Yes, you are right. I was just running away. In fact, I didn't let go at all. What should I do? What should I do? ?”

Mao Jixiang stared dumbfounded at the radiance shining all over his ally, squatted down, and looked at the little paralyzed man: "Mr. Lu Xun once said a word, you must dare to face it squarely, only then can you hope to dare to think, dare to speak, dare to do, dare to be .If you want to face it squarely but don’t dare, what else can you do.”

Tang Ranzhi twitched when he heard it, and after he regained his composure, he raised his head - it was a pale to bluish face with sunken eye sockets and black eye circles, which looked a little scary.

He opened his mouth: "There is something that I have been keeping from you."