Forcibly stopping the spell is a light price to pay.
Ye Lan had suffered countless injuries since she was a child, and she didn't take this seriously. But at this moment, being noticed by a man and being taken care of considerately, she still felt a strange fluctuation in her heart.
At this time, the intelligent housekeeper appeared from somewhere, holding a tray with a jar of ointment on it.
"It's for growing new skin and removing scars." Xiao Yunting pushed the prepared ointment over to her, with no intention of applying it to her rashly.
The other party's sense of propriety was just right, making Ye Lan feel quite at ease. He picked up the ointment and said, "It's produced by the same company as the drink I drank the first time."
**There is a production address on it.
"Well, Xiao's currently only has one biological company." Xiao Yunting responded in a deep voice.
Ye Lan twisted open the ointment and smelled it, and immediately identified that it contained many rare medicinal herbs in the world, some of which were difficult to grow even in the ancient martial arts world.
"This ointment shouldn't be sold on a large scale, right?"
She asked, but her tone was very firm.
Although the appearance of the product is similar to the scar removal cream on drugstore shelves, the cost is unaffordable for ordinary wealthy families.
Xiao Yunting had no intention of hiding it, so he nodded slightly and replied, "It's mainly supplied to the nobles and distributed to certain channels."
Hearing this, Ye Lan understood.
She had read news reports about the Xiao family before. The man in front of her turned the tide when the Xiao family was in decline. Not only did he revitalize the Xiao family, but he also developed the Xiao family to a height that no one could reach.
To this day, international nobles, including the royal family, only recognize Xiao Yunting as the head of the Xiao family.
How could these powerful connections easily take sides if they did not have direct interests involved?
Ye Lan was playing with the ointment in his hand, and felt that the man beside him was indeed powerful. If there was a chance, he could ask him to go to Xuanzong to give him some advice on the business. Maybe he could even expand their big villa several more times.
After applying the ointment, the burning sensation in the arm was immediately suppressed, leaving only a cool feeling.
Ye Lan's brows relaxed and he began to eat.
The cooking skills of Yuchufang were as amazing as ever. Both of them adhered to the principle of not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping. They savored the delicious food carefully before leaving the table and going to the living room.
The housekeeper had prepared top-grade Dahongpao tea, and the aroma of the tea, steaming from the boiling water, had already filled the entire hall.
Ding Dong.
Ye Lan received a text message just as he sat down. After reading it, his eyebrows raised and he looked not surprised at all.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yunting was sitting opposite, holding a teacup and looking over. Perhaps because he was full and in a good mood, his tone was less cold.
"Shi Feng just received the tragic news from the Lu family. Madam Lu died suddenly."
After Ye Lan finished speaking, she took a sip of tea. The sweet taste passed across her tongue, making her squint her eyes slightly, as if a person's life and death were not as important as this cup of tea.
Xiao Yunting also reacted calmly when he heard this. He lowered his eyes, savored the tea, and casually talked about other things.
They were neither interested nor surprised by the bad news about the Lu family.
After all, it is difficult to change one's nature. Mrs. Lu will definitely not let this go because her son, whom she is so proud of, married a fox demon and will never have an offspring.
But she wanted to act like a wicked mother-in-law, but forgot that her new daughter-in-law was not Li Weiwei who allowed herself to be manipulated by her, but a fox demon who had controlled three generations of the Lu family.
Her death was inevitable.
Later, Shi Feng paid her another 10 million yuan and invited her to work as a non-staff member in a special department.
Ye Lan thought about it and agreed after feeling that the degree of freedom was high enough and that he could be exposed to more urban ghost stories.
After drinking a few more cups of tea, Ye Lan stood up and prepared to go back to the next room. Before leaving, he glanced at the man in a smart suit and said, "The acupuncture treatment tomorrow night will be a bit painful. You might want to prepare some painkillers."
In fact, it’s not just a little painful, it’s very painful.
Reshaping the bones and muscles is equivalent to crushing the bones and blood and rebuilding them. Even Xuanzong's few disciples felt excruciating pain at the time, and were left with a lifelong shadow.
Xiao Yunting on the opposite side paused, but instead of asking how painful it was, he asked another question, "Will the painkillers affect the effect?"
"Of course there is." Ye Lan briefly explained the principle to him and added, "But your company's products should be able to minimize the impact."
It's painless and has few side effects, so why not do it?
Xiao Yunting nodded, without saying okay or not, but just stood up and walked her out the door.
Back next door, Ah Yue was already playing games in the living room. Hearing her footsteps, she hurriedly asked, "Ye Lan, they're urging you to go online. Are you ready?"
Ye Lan then remembered that he was being pestered to accept the challenge in class yesterday, and he casually replied, "Wait."
Then he turned and went to the study.
Outside, Ah Yue repeated Ye Lan's words in a sweet and innocent voice, "She asked you to wait."
opposite:"……"
I heard it, and I heard it very clearly.
After holding it in for more than ten seconds, someone couldn't help but start talking in the temporary internal group.
Fang Bin, the sniper of the Wind Chasing Team: "No, even if you have high skills, you don't have to be so arrogant. Doesn't she know who we are?"
Silver Moon Team support Shasha: "Exactly. I have a reasonable suspicion that you guys didn't perform well last time and were instantly killed by her. If you were really that good, you'd have been scouted to a pro team long ago, so why would you need a jungler? And you said it was your first time playing, so you must have been eliminated before, so you're secretly practicing hard, deliberately trying to embarrass our pro team."
…
They were all experts at playing games, and their typing and chatting speed was quite crazy. In just a few minutes, there were hundreds of complaints in the group, all of which were dissatisfied with Ye Lan for leaving them out in the cold.
Many people still have doubts about Ye Lan's skills.
Ji Bing looked at the messages in the group and angrily typed, "If you want to wait, don't wait. If you don't want to wait, get out of the group now."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly quieted down.
Ji Bing sneered at these cowards, but was also a little angry that he had not been able to discuss with the opponent in the first game, allowing the opponent to leak Ye Lan's existence to people from other teams afterwards.
After the second fight, the truth could no longer be hidden.
The final result of the negotiation was that all professional teams shared resources and treated Ye Lan as the big boss to train their pre-match condition.
"What a shitty pre-match state! If you don't break my defense, I'll kneel down before you." Ji Bing thought of the coaches' solemn promises, sneered, and waited for the show.
On the other side, Ye Lan entered the study and saw the golden arhat sitting cross-legged on the ground reading Buddhist scriptures. He couldn't help but admire him.
"There are so many modern books on the bookshelf, but you still only read Buddhist scriptures. Don't you feel bored?"
Even in Xuanzong, she couldn't stay in seclusion and practice all the time, so she took orders on X and learned many skills.
However, Luo Han shook his head upon hearing this and said frankly, "Now I only have a wisp of soul consciousness. I don't have the emotions of a normal soul, so cultivation has become instinctive."
Ye Lan was stunned. She had not expected him to be so perceptive. After a moment of silence, she sighed and said, "Since you don't like the mundane world, I will donate you to a museum. I will ask them to find Buddhist scriptures specifically for you in the future."
This way, his meditation will not be disturbed.
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