Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

All kinds of beautiful pearl earrings and pearl earrings are displayed on the silk embroidered with exquisite patterns. The pearls are extremely delicate and round, and the earrings made are also extremely beautiful.

This is probably a villa that Yan Wujiu settled in City A, located in the western suburbs.

Yan Wugui doesn't come often.

As the eldest son of the Yan family, he has a bunch of company employees waiting for him to support him.

Su Jiao is at ease if he doesn't come, he lives alone in the big villa, the nanny takes care of the cleaning, the food is prepared and delivered to him every day, and what he wants can be delivered with a single command.

Every day, Su Jiao plays Zelda with a projector more than ten meters long in the underground game hall with an area of ​​500 meters. When she gets tired, she goes out for a couple of laps. It's so refreshing.

Yan Wujiu's Xijiao villa is very big, Su Jiao also found his art exhibition hall in the Xijiao villa, there is also the faceless god painted by various artists, although it is not as big as the wind and snow painting. Stunning and shocking, but each has its own characteristics and charm - the only thing in common is that it doesn't look cheap.

When Su Jiao wandered around, the personal butler was always by his side, providing him with various convenient services.

Su Jiao also found many pearl collections in the exhibition hall.

All kinds of beautiful pearl earrings and pearl earrings are displayed on the silk embroidered with exquisite patterns. The pearls are extremely delicate and round, and the earrings made are also extremely beautiful.

One pearl was made into the shape of a tassel earring of a god, and it was quietly hung on the most expensive place at first glance.

"That pearl was photographed by Young Master Yan from England." Seeing Su Jiao's gaze on it, the personal butler introduced it implicitly and intimately, "It has a long history and is known as the Floating World Pearl, and the price is 4kw."

The system suddenly said: "It's pretty similar."

The system said that, Su Jiao looked at those pearl artworks, and then looked at the pearl tassel pendant on the right ear of the god image in the Yan Wujiu exhibition hall, and probably understood the reason for the existence of these pearls.

Around.

There is still money to burn.

For some reason, Su Jiao suddenly remembered that Yan Lian said that he was quite similar to that god.

Su Jiao suddenly realized.

If you look deeper, he seems to be a peripheral... oh.

Su Jiao went to see the underground garage of the Yanwujiu Football Stadium, where Su Jiao knew everyone, Tesla, Rolls-Royce, and the Lamborghini he drove before... the rest is Su Jiao. I know the brand.

There is also a large storage room in the underground garage, where things the owner doesn't want to bring up. Su Jiao saw some unfamiliar equipment, longboards, and snowboards.

The butler said: "Master Yan liked extreme sports very much before he took over the family."

Su Jiao thought about the muscles under Yan Wujiu's suit... No wonder.

Su Jiao went back to sleep after she was tired from shopping.

After upgrading her d-level god physique, Su Jiao found that no matter how much she stayed up late, she didn't get tired, and she didn't have dark circles under her eyes, but she didn't suffer from insomnia, and fell asleep in seconds when she wanted to sleep.

After Yan Lian's offering value rose to 57, it went up two more dots, reached 59, and stopped.

Su Jiao was even a little regretful, if he ran faster, he would be able to receive a large amount of offering value again.

Thanks to Yan Lian's blessing, his current upper limit of divine power is more than [-].

Su Jiao can probably understand why men turn bad when they get rich.

He used to be afraid when he thought of Yan Lian, and wished he could avoid it, but now, although he thought of Yan Lian, he was also terrified, but what he thought more about was his rushing upwards, and the increase in multiples of ten powers. The upper limit of divine power.

Thinking of these, Su Jiao gained courage.

As the saying goes, how bold a person is, how productive the land is, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub, don't you have to seek wealth in danger?

The upper limit of 1 divine power can actually be upgraded to a c-level god, but a c-level god not only has the upper limit of divine power, but also needs [-] merit points.

This is probably like the college entrance examination in a certain year. If you want to take a college entrance examination, you not only need to meet the standards in language and mathematics, but also need double A in two majors.

Su Jiao had had enough of playing Zelda, rescued the princess, and started to get down to business.

He turned on his phone and looked at the donation items.

Yan Wujiu was so busy with work that the sky was dark.

He also got news that Su Chimian, the eldest son of the Su family, had returned. He seemed to be unable to bear with the family's slumping business, so he offered to help.

The Su family's broken capital chain was finally connected, and the stock price barely stabilized.

Yan Wujiu didn't intend to kill them all, but because Ah Lian was scared by Su Jiao, he wanted to show the Su family some color.

But busy here, Yan Wujiu finally remembered Su Jiao who was hidden by him.

He didn't go to Su Jiao because he was very busy with work, and because he avoided A Lian's eyes and ears.

A few days ago, Yan Lian went looking for Su Jiao almost insanely, and turned Su Jiao's previous rented house upside down, but except for those torn textbooks and some clothes, it was the beggar's hand. Here, the latest mobile phone he bought for Su Jiao.

Ever since Yan Lian got the phone, she suddenly seemed discouraged, and stopped looking for Su Jiao, and couldn't leave the door behind closed doors.

When Yan Wugui went to see him.

The boy was thin and thin, wearing a thin shirt. When he looked back, he looked like a ghost floating on the other side.

"elder brother."

He was like a child who lost a rabbit doll, and said in a daze: "I can't find my Jiaojiao."

"Did brother see it?"

His tawny eyes widened like glass beads on his pale cheeks.

Yan Wugui did not speak.

Yan Lian's emotions are often like this, sometimes stable and sometimes unstable, usually gentle and gentle, but once out of control, he will fall ill and do irreparable things.

That's why his mother asked him to take good care of Ah Lian.

"Brother won't answer me..." Yan Lian's eyes widened: "Do you not care about Ah Lian? Because Jiaojiao is better?"

"We are brothers," Yan Wujiu said, "He is just an outsider."

"He's not an outsider." Yan Lian suddenly laughed, "He's Ah Lian's cutest rabbit."

Yan Lian was gentle and morbid, and said something like a raving: "Ah Lian wants to peel off the soft skin of the cute rabbit, stuff it with cotton, and make it into a cute cotton doll, and it will always be here with me forever."

Yan Lian fell into meaningless soliloquy again.

In this regard, Yan Wujiu is already used to it.

But he suddenly thought of Yan Lian's weird house, Yan Lian's hands that often held a scalpel, and... a past event that he had almost forgotten.

Yan Wujiu's heart beat slightly.

He suddenly realized.

Maybe, Yan Lian is not joking...

There was no reaction on Yan Wujiu's face, and he slowly coaxed Yan Lian to sleep.

He looked out the window, lost in thought.

……

After half a month like this, Yan Lian's condition stabilized, she no longer fell ill, and did not mention Su Jiao again.

By the time we met Yan Lian, he had basically returned to normal and was ready to go to class.

Yan Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he remembered Su Jiao who was thrown in the western suburbs villa by him.

Yan Wujiu was going to go to the villa in the western suburbs, and asked the housekeeper to inform Su Jiao in advance.

When he entered the living room, he saw the boy watching TV while hugging a soft pillow.

A news feed is being broadcast on the large LCD TV, in which children from Hope Primary School are studying.

Yan Wujiu took a look: "Su..."

His tone paused strangely.

The young man stared intently at the child holding a half pencil on TV, his eyes were red, and the amber almond eyes were full of water.

Yan Wugui: "..."

Okay, why... are you crying?