The fate of a clan.
The Tang family will never be able to repay it in this lifetime.
Ye Lan was not proud or complacent in her heart. After all, there were countless such noble families. When she was the patriarch of the ancient martial arts clan, the offerings from these people alone were enough to ensure that the entire clan had enough food and clothing.
Tang Sinian finally resolved his worries and had a better appetite. In the end, the two of them finished the entire table of dishes.
He half leaned back in his chair, his stomach bloated and uncomfortable. He looked up and asked the girl who had eaten more than twice as much as him, "Miss Ye, are you still not full?"
Ye Lan finished the last piece of meat, then leisurely put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "I'm 70% full."
Tang Sinian: “…”
How on earth do you manage to eat so much on your small body?!
Just when he was doubting his life, a waiter in a tuxedo came up with a tray and placed a cup in front of Ye Lan.
"Ms. Ye, this is a new type of ice cream in our store. I hope you can try it."
After the waiter finished speaking, he bowed and left, without any intention of offering an extra glass to Tang Sinian sitting across from him.
The latter frowned slightly and said cautiously: "Although this is the Xiao family, it is better to be cautious."
If someone shows you kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
What's more, Ye Lan just spent 1 billion yuan and made a big splash at the auction.
"It's not poisonous." Ye Lan didn't care. She made her judgment the moment the other party put down the ice cream.
Looking at the ice cream in the glass cup that looked like Mount Fuji, I felt my mouth water immediately. I scraped a little with a small silver spoon and put it into my mouth.
The fragrance of cherry blossoms seems to bloom between the lips and teeth, with a hint of coolness like ice and snow, silky and smooth but not overly sweet, leaving a long aftertaste.
Soon, she discovered that the top-notch taste was secondary. After the food entered her body, her internal energy, which was on the verge of exhaustion after being blessed in the mountain village, was slowly restored.
This has the same effect as that energy drink.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked up at the nearest surveillance camera, as if she could see another pair of eyes hidden behind the small black lens.
Click.
Sitting in the conference room on the top floor of Building 118, Xiao Yunting pressed the space bar on his computer and took in the girl's eyes staring straight at the camera.
Discovered.
No, it’s not so much that the specially developed ice cream had a leaky filling, but rather that the girl had keenly noticed the waiter’s identity from the moment she entered the auction.
She is indeed an ancient warrior.
"Boss, Duke Norman called and expressed his confidence in killing the king. He hopes to reach a cooperation with us first. He is also willing to give up the priority right of entry and establish close ties with the Xiao family in the future."
The latest news about the local battle situation and the various parties continued to come from the conference table.
With the appearance of Xiao Yunting, the ambitious nobles also offered more favorable conditions, as if they were all aware of his key role in this battle.
"Um."
Xiao Yunting just responded coldly without answering.
Everyone immediately understood.
Such a wealth of conditions cannot shake the Boss.
I guess it’s not as attractive as the computer screen in his hand.
Xiao Yunting watched the girl finish all the ice cream before turning off the surveillance screen, standing up and walking to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Beneath the towering buildings is a land filled with smoke.
No matter how the war spread, those teams all tacitly avoided this building that belonged exclusively to the Xiao family.
Because they all knew that no matter who sat on the throne, the Xiao family would be the final winner.
Jiangcheng on the other side.
Ye Lan and Tang Sinian left the hotel together and handed the blood ginseng to each other in the car.
"I'll transfer the money to the card I used last time." Tang Sinian squeezed the box tightly. Although he was eager to go home, he still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and said, "It's late. I'll take Miss Ye home first."
Afterwards, he rushed back to the imperial capital overnight.
Ye Lan suddenly withdrew his gaze from the window, turned to look at him, and asked, "Did you leave by plane?"
Hearing this, Tang Sinian was stunned for a moment, "Yes, private planes are faster."
He didn't understand why the girl asked this.
The next second, he heard the other party say calmly: "Let's go, I'll take you there."
Um?
Tang Sinian was about to refuse subconsciously, but when he turned around and thought of the things in his hand, he swallowed his words in time and replaced them with, "Thank you."
Therefore, the car did not return to the city center, but instead exited the provincial road and got on the highway.
As the night deepened and the dew became heavier, a layer of white fog rose on the highway, and visibility was very low.
Although the driver had reduced the speed to the minimum, he still almost hit the car in front.
"What the hell, driving at that speed..." The driver, having narrowly escaped danger, couldn't help but mutter. He saw the car in front pull over and someone get out. He turned around and reported to Tang Sinian, "Boss Tang, I'll go negotiate with them."
Because it is a small matter, if the other party is too difficult to deal with, the worst that can happen is to pay them off.
The driver was very optimistic, but just before he reached out to open the car door, a cold female voice suddenly came from the back seat.
"Don't open the door, get down."
Then the driver felt his shoulders sink and a hand pressed him under the seat.
At the same time, a sound of breaking air came from above his head, and something pierced into the driver's seat, and the front windshield cracked into a spider web.
"Mr. Tang, are you okay? I'll call the police right away." The driver was terrified. Through the dim light, he saw with a pale face what had penetrated the bulletproof glass and pierced into the leather sofa cushion.
It was an iron plate with a poker pattern printed on it.
You can tell at first glance that it's just for playing cards.
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