Chen Mingchao walked out of a small gate with a gloomy face. Just as he returned to the car, he pointed at the main gate.
"Violent!"
"How could Xian'er be interested in such a guy?"
"Master, this kid is not right." Chen Qi's mind raced. The aura that Ye Tian just burst out was too strong.
"snort!"
Chen Mingchao sat in the car for a long time before his anger subsided.
"Don't tell Xian'er about this."
"He is not qualified to be in a relationship with Xian'er."
"Poor Xiaomi."
Chen Mingchao rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.
"Master, I just heard that Shen Guofu of Huarun Group once offended Xiaomi."
"What? Hua Run is nothing. Use the funds for me. I want to bankrupt Hua Run Group."
"You bastard, how dare you touch Xiaomi?"
Chen Mingchao also started cursing, venting all his anger on Shen Guofu.
Shen Guofu has been unlucky recently. After Wang Qinglong died, Shen Guofu seemed to be out of it. Whenever he returned home and saw his wife Yu Qingyan, he felt humiliated.
Shen Guofu already lives in the group building.
"Mr. Shen, the guests will be here soon."
"real?"
Shen Guofu forced a smile. Right now, he needed someone to lean on. He looked at Gao Conglin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, on an IV drip.
"I want to go down too."
Gao Conglin spoke with difficulty. He had already flown away, his spine was broken, and he could no longer stand up.
"Forget it, let's go together."
Shen Guofu also understood and led everyone towards the entrance of the group.
At that moment, a Porsche pulled up in the middle of the entrance. The silver car, like a sword blade, stopped at the entrance, and the door opened like a pair of scissors.
A pair of extremely perfect long legs got down from the car.
A dark green coat wrapped around her slender body. Clear eyes, curved eyebrows, white skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips as tender and juicy as rose petals.
The woman was tall, definitely over 175cm.
Shen Guofu had never seen such a beautiful woman before, and he felt a little nervous standing opposite the woman.
Most importantly, the woman reached out and pulled out a sword from the car. The sword had a silver scabbard that was simple and elegant, and a golden tassel on the hilt.
A sword in the car?
"Big Sister!"
Gao Conglin, at such an age, actually called the young girl "Senior Sister".
"What?"
Shen Guofu exclaimed, the woman in front of him was the senior sister of Emei?
Of course, Shen Guofu didn't know that the woman in front of him was the eldest sister of Emei Outer Sect, Xin Ziyue.
Being able to become the senior sister of Emei does not depend on age, but on inheritance.
Every generation of senior sisters will be introduced to the inner gate.
As long as she doesn't leave the inner gate, Xin Ziyue will represent Emei.
It can be said that Xin Ziyue is the walking Emei.
When Xin Ziyue saw Gao Conglin at first sight, a murderous look filled her pretty face.
"Junior brother, how is your body?"
"Big Sister, woooo!"
Gao Conglin cried. Others didn't know, but he knew that Xin Ziyue represented Emei.
"alright!"
"Let's talk inside. I'll get the black jade ointment."
"real?"
Gao Conglin immediately became excited when he heard Xin Ziyue take out the Emei Intermittent Medicine. Shen Guofu quickly extended his hand, wanting to see Xin Ziyue being polite.
"Mr. Shen, you have made contributions to Emei over the years, and Emei is truly grateful."
After Xin Ziyue finished speaking, she pushed Gao Conglin's wheelchair and walked towards the office.
Shen Guofu didn't care. Just based on Xin Ziyue's aura, Shen Guofu also understood that he was not qualified to shake hands with Xin Ziyue.
The sun sets.
Xin Ziyue gently closed the door and let Gao Conglin fall into a deep sleep.
"Tell me, who hurt the Emei disciples?" Xin Ziyue's beautiful eyes were full of cold light.
"It's all because of one person..."
When Shen Guofu was talking about Ye Tian, Ye Tian was carrying Ye Xiaomi home, and Ye Xiaomi was holding Meng Meng Lynx in her hand. Meng Meng cried out, wanting Ye Tian to let go, but just as she stretched out her claws, she was glared back by the mountain god.
"Stop playing!"
"I'm not playing, Dad. I want to prepare a gift for Mom."
"Xiaomi, that thing is a chrysanthemum... a mountain chrysanthemum."
"You've poured so much spiritual fluid into it, even if the chrysanthemums bloom, they won't be able to make a wreath."
"Dad, I've seen it before."
"That thing isn't called a wreath, it's called a garland!"
"A big wreath, how can it be called a wreath?"
The performance is the day after tomorrow. Ye Xiaomi knows that her mother is coming and wants to prepare a gift for Chen Xianer.
Ye Xiaomi wanted to make a wreath and hoped that her mother and herself would wear it and then take pictures.
"Well, let's go buy seeds tomorrow, okay?"
"Are there all kinds of flowers?" Ye Xiaomi looked at her father expectantly.
"Probably, about the same."
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