Fengling has been ill three times, seriously ill.

One was when I was a child.

During her other two serious illnesses, she had Ji Yulan and Lu Zheng by her side, but from now on, Feng Ling is a very healthy person, and the information shows that her leukemia has been cured.

But Lu Zheng passed away...

Now, she knew what she wanted to know, and that was enough.

After turning off the computer, Zhiyun went back to sleep and didn’t plan to eat dinner, just to lose weight.

The things in her mind were crowded together, making it impossible for her to think slowly. Once she thought slowly, it would become a mess. What she needed now was a good rest.

The next day, Zhiyun woke up and her mental state was finally much better.

After coming out, Teng Qianqian was waiting for her outside the Zhi family villa.

"When did you come?" Zhiyun asked.

Teng Qianqian was holding a pan-fried bun in her hand and said while eating, "I just arrived, waiting for you."

Zhiyun was amused by her expression, "So you plan to follow me everywhere?"

"Not really," Teng Qianqian puffed out her cheeks, "I will follow you during the day, but not at night."

"Are you sure you can keep up with me?"

"I can follow you. I won't lose you wherever you go." Teng Qianqian said with great confidence.

Zhiyun said nothing more and went to drive the car. Teng Qianqian was afraid that Zhiyun would not let her get in the car by herself, so she followed her.

Arriving at a coffee shop, Zhiyun went in and followed Teng Qianqian. Teng Qianqian was the most arrogant person wherever she went.

The coffee she ordered was a little hot and the taste was not right, so she scolded the waiter and made him cry.

Zhiyun stirred her coffee with a headache: "I'm here to calm down, please be quiet."

"oh."

Teng Qianqian really calmed down.

Zhiyun took out a few hundred yuan in tips and handed them to the waiter, "It's okay, go touch up your makeup."

The waitress with red eyes took the tip from Zhiyun and went downstairs to touch up her makeup.

Every waiter in a high-end coffee shop not only has to wear uniform, but also has to keep their makeup clean and tidy. The waiter who was scolded and cried by Teng Qianqian just now had her makeup smudged.

Teng Qianqian's words were not harsh, but her attitude made the waiter feel embarrassed, so she cried.

"Xixi." Zhiyun called her name.

Teng Qianqian raised her head and said, "Well, Zhiyun, you say."

"Are you particularly bored?" Zhiyun asked.

"No, I'm not bored at all." Teng Qianqian said. Looking at her expression, it doesn't seem like she is resisting, but she really is not bored at all.

"Then let's talk. I'll ask you some questions and you tell me everything you know." Zhiyun put down the spoon stirring the coffee and placed his hands flat on the coffee table.

Teng Qianqian nodded: "Okay, if you ask, I will tell you everything I know."

Then she asked.

"Does the Teng Mansion have a magical secret technique that allows a person to be reborn after death... or even before they're completely dead?"

Zhiyun did not ask in a roundabout way, but went straight to the point.

Teng Qianqian's expression was frozen, as if she was stumped by the question, and she did not immediately answer whether she knew or not.

Without waiting for Teng Qianqian's answer, Zhiyun asked again, "Do you know that this forbidden technique exists? Does this kind of forbidden technique that transcends natural phenomena exist in this world?"

After asking, she locked her eyes on Teng Qianqian's expression.

I wanted to take in every change in her face as much as possible, and then digest and analyze it.

After a pause, Teng Qianqian slowly spoke: "Zhiyun, maybe this topic shouldn't be brought up, but if you want to know, I'll tell you what I know, but I don't know much. This is all what my father told me."

Zhiyun didn't expect that Teng Qianqian actually knew something.

I couldn't help but concentrate and wait for Teng Qianqian to speak.

"My father said that the Teng family has a secret technique that can bring people back to life, but few people use this secret technique because it will harm others and themselves." When talking about harming others and oneself, Teng Qianqian lowered her voice.

Afraid of being heard by others.

In fact, even if others heard it, they would not take it seriously and would just think that the two were discussing science fiction and unrealistic things.

Zhiyun's hands, which were placed flat on the coffee table, suddenly clenched. "Tengfu, is there really a secret technique that can bring people back to life?"

"I'm not sure, because I heard this from my father, and my father didn't let me listen because it concerns the secret of the Teng family. I can't and am not qualified to know it." Teng Qianqian's expression was very serious.

I'm not kidding at all.

Zhiyun chose to believe that what Teng Qianqian said was true.

"Zhiyun, didn't the head of the family tell you this?" Teng Qianqian asked her in return.

Zhiyun was stunned by the question and finally shook her head: "No."

"Then it must be for your own good. The less we know about these things, the better. We should just live happily. I won't care about anything beyond materialism."

Teng Qianqian's mentality made Zhiyun certain of one thing.

That is, she really didn't know where Han Qingrang was.

Perhaps she was just guessing in her heart that the head of the family had returned to the European Teng Mansion, but she had no definite news and didn't know anything else, let alone that he was willing to talk about the secret technique in front of her.

Teng Qianqian certainly could not have imagined that Zhiyun asked her these questions just to find out whether her rebirth and the plot of the book in her mind were related to the secret techniques of the Teng Mansion.

If it was just this matter, she would wait patiently for Han Qingrang to come back and explain everything to him.

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