Urban Fashion Cultivation

Tiffany glanced at him expressionlessly, and said in a toneless voice, "Lecce."

Lecce didn't care either, he turned to look at Fan Zhilan carefully, the disdain in his eyes didn't even bother to hide, "Cousin, Uncle Lamor has also come to Venice, he saw you from a distance, he was in a bad mood ,He asked me to tell you that you always bring some playthings with you, and you will change them every time you see them. If you are a beautiful woman, it’s fine, but you always look for men, and the Lord will remember your sins.”

Tiffany's dark green eyes stared at him deeply, and the danger contained in them made Lecce's volume become smaller and smaller. In the end, because he realized that his aura was completely suppressed, he shrugged nervously , deliberately loudly laughed twice, trying to break the atmosphere, but in the end he shut up and dared not speak anymore.

"It's beyond my expectation that he still believes in the Lord." Tiffany sneered, he was too lazy to argue with the idiot in front of him, and made a simple gesture, "Stop following me."

Angrily, Lecce wandered around the boat for two steps. He stopped at the same spot and shouted at Tiffany's back: "Cousin, Uncle Lamor ordered me to go and meet him!"

Tiffany's face was full of clouds. He didn't seem to hear Lecce's words. The speed of the boat didn't slow down, and naturally it didn't turn around to meet that 'Uncle Lamor'. Turning around, he quickly left the noisy Lecce behind.

After being silent for a while, Tiffany suddenly explained to Fan Zhilan, "Don't believe a word that guy said, I'm not such a frivolous person."

Fan Zhilan shook her head silently, "Okay, it's okay."

But his mood became as bad as Tiffany's. Although it could not be ruled out that the guy named Lecce was talking nonsense, he really didn't know much about Tiffany's nature, so he rashly classified him as One of the candidates for the double repair partner is indeed too hasty.But then again, can a man and a man be together?He hasn't looked into this matter properly yet. Hearing what Lecce said, Tiffany has always been surrounded by men, but this one is guilty...Who is the master?Can he decide who is guilty and who is not?

Thinking in such a mess, Hao Yingjun was still fighting next to him, "No wind, no waves, Fan Fan, this Tiffany must be a flirtatious guy, otherwise even if people say bad things about him, why mention this? Men just look at it What's the use of a face, you don't understand, I'll show you some photos when I go back, there are many strange and disgusting venereal diseases in this world, if someone is unkind, he doesn't know how to clean himself, how can he infect you manage?"

Hao Yingjun is obviously very proactive and very scheming. He finally caught a black spot of Tiffany. If he doesn't seize the opportunity to magnify it into a black hole, who will he do?Decided, after going back, I will find a large number of disgusting pictures, which will inevitably cast a shadow on Fan Fan and tell him to stay away from this scum automatically.

Fan Zhilan sighed sadly.

Tiffany naturally felt that Fan Zhilan was in a bad mood, but he was also annoyed. Such an awkward explanation was enough to violate his style of doing things. Asking Fan Zhilan to dispel the influence of those words just now, he was also in a terrible mood. He was so angry at that bastard Lecce that the two of them fell silent, and the cheerful atmosphere from the beginning was no longer there.

Now that they are no longer in the mood to continue playing, the two plan to go back home temporarily. Tiffany's face is not so dark, but this does not mean that he is not angry anymore, he just hides his anger, and quickly Turning the bronze wrench in his hand, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Although the gondola is manpower, its body is small and light. It didn’t take long to take a shortcut back to the hotel from the narrow waterway. I ran into a middle-aged handsome man, who was sitting on a wicker chair with restraint, drinking coffee, raised his head and looked at Tiffany who had just entered the door for two seconds, before Tiffany was about to leave, finally He took the lead and said, "Son, don't you say hello when you see your father?"

This man is naturally the 'Uncle Moral' mentioned by Lecce just now, Tiffany's biological father.He does not look like a man who gave birth to such an older son. He is at most in his 30s, with outstanding looks, elegant temperament, elegant high-end tailoring, full of style, and has the capital to be invincible in the opposite sex group just by his appearance. , Tiffany looks quite like him in several places.

Tiffany had no choice but to sit in a wheelchair and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Moral turned a blind eye to Tiffany's face. He picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "You have been so busy, as a poor father, since you have no time to visit me when you go out to play, I Naturally, I can only come to the door in person." Unlike Lecce, who was always mocking when he came up, he never gave Fan Zhilan a look at Tiffany's from the beginning to the end, as if the place was completely empty and not worth his extra money. Waste a little attention.

Tiffany snorted impatiently, and he asked, "Where's Lecce?"

Moral frowned suddenly, and he asked back: "Lecce? What did you do to Lecce? I said why he hasn't come back for so long! Tiffany, you are so arrogant and self-willed, he is your My cousin, during the years you left home, he has been by my side and is very serious in his work, not only me, but your grandfather also likes him very much, only you, why have you been targeting him?"

Hearing Tiffany's words, Moral immediately misunderstood, because it stands to reason that Lecce should have come back sooner than Tiffany, but there was no sign of him until now. He wondered if Tiffany had detained him up.

But Tiffany didn't even have the strength to get angry, he suddenly laughed, and said contemptuously: "A waste like Lecce is not worth wasting my energy, you and the old man like it, just don't come here to block my eyes That's fine. Target him? You can figure it out."

Lamor relaxed a little. He gently stirred the coffee in front of him with a slender spoon, and said slowly: "It's fine if there is none. The main purpose of my coming here this time is to discuss something with you. Lecce recently I am very interested in the arms business, but you know, the family does not have too strong resources in this area, I heard that you have some connections, so why not mention Lecce by the way."

After hearing this, Tiffany simply shook her head, "No."

Lamor raised his eyebrows in doubt, "Why? Lecce is your brother! You have been away for so many years, and the future honor of the family depends on Lecce. He is still young and has little experience, but he is a very smart man. Young man, I will definitely not cause trouble for you!"

Tiffany smiled maliciously, he didn't bother to mention that bastard Lecce was actually only two months younger than him, and he left home in his teens, and Lamor never thought he was young, so he came to help him After all these years, the things that were originally very aggrieved have completely faded without a trace without knowing it. He has neither hatred nor love for the man in front of him, and even secretly pities him in his heart. Maybe because he is his... For the sake of the blood father, he can still hold down his temper and chat with him, but if he wants more, don't daydream.

Tiffany said again, "No."

Lamor still maintains the elegant demeanor of a gentleman, but a vein on his forehead is throbbing uncontrollably. He wants to get angry with Tiffany, but for some reason, he can still shout a few words on the phone, Now face to face, he suddenly became short of breath, the words came to his lips, but he didn't dare to spit them out, he was so choked up.

The atmosphere was embarrassing, but the mobile phone in his hand suddenly rang. Lamor picked up the phone and listened quietly for a while, his expression became a little urgent, and after a few short inquiries, he hurriedly stood up, He took the coat on the back of the chair, and when he passed by Tiffany, he glanced suspiciously a few times, and then strode away.

Hao Yingjun smiled triumphantly, "Fan Fan is really good, that Lecce is really unlucky! Alas, so what is the principle of the bad luck charm? It changes the biological magnetic field? No matter how you study it, things in the realm of comprehension are still so contrary to science The principle, if only I had a real body, I might be able to deduce the principle by personally experiencing the feeling of cultivation... But forget it, as long as I can fix that Leche, I will be very happy Hahaha."

Both Fan Zhilan and Tiffany's five senses are different from ordinary people's. They also heard the voice on the other end of the phone. Lecce was just sent to the hospital. It is said that he slipped and fell into the water. On the side of the boat, there was a large bruise on his forehead. He drank a lot of water in the river before he was fished out. He is still in a miserable coma.

When he spoke rudely to Fan Zhilan, Fan Zhilan hit him with the bad luck talisman she had learned recently, and without anyone knowing it, this bad luck talisman was just a low-grade one. I thought the effect would not be very good, but who knows the result But it was so powerful, within half an hour, Lecce was sent to the hospital in a coma, if he didn't take back the bad luck charm, Lecce would continue to be unlucky, and it would take about three days to completely invalidated.

Although Tiffany didn't know that it was Fan Zhilan's fault, he was also very happy that Lecce was unlucky himself, but after all, he still glanced at Fan Zhilan from the corner of his eye. For some reason, he vaguely felt that this There must be something about him in it. Since meeting Fan Zhilan, Tiffany has become more and more convinced that there are some unconventional mysterious powers in the dark. His own physical condition is also a strong evidence. He recovered too quickly. I also felt some inexplicable changes in my body, my five senses became more sensitive, my strength continued to increase, and my speed continued to increase. Everything was not normal.

He did not speak out the question in his heart, but observed in secret.