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Something unusual was bound to happen when the two peerless beauties met.

Chang'e was not an ordinary person, so Li Xuancao and Chang'e's meeting with each other was filled with an incomparably peaceful atmosphere. However, when he heard Chang'e introducing him as Chang'e, Li Xuancao was obviously stunned. However, Chang'e's mental state was sometimes quite thick, and she probably couldn't figure out what Chang'e meant.

It's just that Wei Fan felt a little apprehensive, where did this uneasiness come from? Regarding this, Wei Fan understood it very quickly.

Seeing Wei Fan sitting alone on the ground while the three women at home were all sitting on the sofa, Chang'e, who was a guest, said in embarrassment, "Sir, you should come over and sit as well! Your esteemed wife is so beautiful. "

Wei Fan's eyes were still sharp. Wei Fan explained, "Chang'e, didn't I already say that Xuancao isn't my wife, she's just my friend."

"Mmm mmm, isn't a girlfriend also the future wife!?" I understand, I understand. " Chang'e revealed a gaze that we all understood.

This was not the first time Wei Fan randomly told others that he was his wife, but he had never been in a relationship before!

In junior high school, Chun Xin was excited, but a little interested in the tall and handsome male tablemates, she also offered him her love. But all this was ruined by the old man, who gave the boy two choices. One was to help him go through the procedures to go abroad, to attend a famous school abroad. Another option would be to immediately throw it into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. He had scared the boy and his family off that night, so he didn't know how they were doing.

He met a tyrant in high school again, and his dad seemed to be a hoodlum with several streets under his cover. The slender and elegant Li Xuancao naturally attracted the gazes of everyone from the opposite sex.

Just as they were having their physical education lessons one day, the male student blocked Li Xuancao's path to the classroom and expressed his wish to interact with him. However, Li Xuancao was not the least bit interested in this foolish big fellow, so she straightforwardly rejected him.

The youngsters were all impulsive. Being rejected by their beloved one in such a way was obviously a bit too extreme. Just as the child was about to stretch her arms out to hug Li Xuancao tightly, the four black clothed men appeared and taught the child a lesson.

That night, the big bully who covered a few streets disappeared. No one knew where the Li Family sent them off to.

It was impossible for him to be in love with her even if she wanted to be young. When Li Xuancao really wanted to be in love with her, she discovered that she had already grown up. The Li Family man wasn't unreasonable, she would talk heart to heart with his precious daughter whenever she had time.

"Little Princess!" Those boys are immature. They dated you because you were good-looking. Also, you don't understand the thoughts of a man, but I do. "Ai, dad is afraid that you will get hurt, girls are always at a disadvantage …"

Li Xuancao didn't know how many times she had listened to the old man speak similar words, although she didn't really agree with it, she couldn't really reject the old man's painstaking efforts.

Just like this, under the direct intervention of the Li Family men, Li Xuancao had never developed a super friendship with any other man. In this era where even the primary students were embracing, she could be considered a rare animal.

"Wei Fan, if you dare talk nonsense again, I'll kill you."

Li Xuancao's Lion's Roar Technique was cultivated to its peak, so Wei Fan begged for mercy while feeling wronged: "Aunt, I really didn't speak nonsense!"

Although Chang'e was a deity, the gossip in her bones wouldn't disappear just because of how many years she had lived in the Moon Palace. Seeing Wei Fan, who had been firmly eaten by Xuancao, Chang'e cleared her throat and said, "Young Master Wei is imposing and imposing. Little Sister Xuancao is gentle and nice.

The Xiaolan said in a good mood: "The bridal room."

Wei Fan seemed to have seen his own fall. Fortunately, his phone had rung as the melodious "Above the Moon" came through.

Huang Yonggang came to find him, and coincidentally found him using this reason. Wei Fan carried his shoes barefooted and used Wind Controlling Technique. He gave himself a boost of speed and left the place as fast as he could.

The male lead left, unable to carry on with the gossip. Chang'e seemed to have forgotten what she said just now, as she was completely engrossed with Wei Fan's ringtone. So he said to Li Xuancao: "Little Sister Xuancao, that song reminds me of the past. Do you know how to sing it?"

"Isn't it 'Above the Moon'? Chang'e-jie, just wait. I'll download the accompaniment and teach you how to sing it! " Li Xuancao pointed to the sound system.

When Li Xuancao was bringing Chang'e home to sing karaoke, Wei Fan had already arrived at Huang Yonggang's clubhouse.

Huang Yonggang's mental fortitude was much better than yesterday. Yesterday, he was like a smoker and today, he finally looked human.

was not the least bit displeased when he saw Wei Fan casually walk into his own office. He handed Long Jing, who had just been soaked, over and said happily, "Brother Wei, you are really a god. I listened to you and took the crystal with me. I even put it on the bedside table when I went to sleep. I didn't see anything dirty at night, so I finally slept soundly. "Brother, I really don't know how to repay you!"

Wei Fan laughed and asked: "Brother Huang, why do you need this office? There's something wrong with the Feng Shui office, did you do that experiment? "

Just as Huang Yonggang was about to speak, a security guard rushed in anxiously and said: "Boss Huang, Manager Zhang was hit by a car the moment he left the clubhouse …"

Huang Yonggang revealed an expression of disbelief, Wei Fan waved his hand to allow the security guard to leave, then said: "Brother Huang, do you believe me now? That Manager Zhang is what Brother Huang used to do experiments, right? "

Wei Fan released a sigh and continued: "It's also thanks to Brother Huang's good fortune that you've never been in too much danger, but that General Manager Zhang did not have any good fortune. He stayed in the office for a little longer and an accident happened."

Huang Yonggang stood up in a panic and pulled Wei Fan up, muttering to him: "Hurry, let's go, we can't stay in this office any longer."

After they sat down in the conference room, Huang Yonggang was satisfied with Wei Fan, and said respectfully: "Master Wei, we did not recognize you, but I have heard everything you say before."

It was precisely this effect that he needed. Since the other party had already called him master, he had to put on airs, like Wei Fan.

Wei Fan raised his cup and took a few sips, his brow creased, as though he was unsatisfied with the tea. Master Wei's eyebrows knitted together, causing Huang Yonggang to become nervous.

Fortunately Master Wei did not seem to take this to heart, but looked at Huang Yonggang and said: "Brother Huang, although you have the crystal that I gave you, it is still not safe. This can only be described as treating the symptoms and not the root of the problem."

"Then how do you suggest we treat the root of the problem?" Huang Yonggang asked patiently.

"This matter is both simple and difficult. As long as I rearrange the feng shui around you and force the baleful aura out of you, everything will be fine."

It did not sound like it was difficult, but Huang Yonggang did not know how he should execute it, so he asked carefully: "Master Wei, is there anything difficult?"

Wei Fan nodded his head, and said seriously: "The greatest difficulty is that it requires me to use up my vitality. Although I have studied this dao with my elders since young, to force the baleful qi out of your body, I have to use up a lot of energy. "There are a few medicinal herbs that can replenish my energy, but you should know that I've just bought a house recently, so I'm really busy right now …"

Huang Yonggang was also concerned but was in a mess, now that he finally reacted, he ran into the corridor and shouted.

"Call the finance and accounting department's Little Wang to come to the meeting room."

Little Wang rushed over and, in accordance with Big Boss' instructions, immediately transferred a million to the designated account. Wei Fan's phone quickly received the bank's message.

A million dollars, and maybe more than that. However, Huang Yonggang did not feel that this money was wasted. To be able to meet such an expert, it would be worth it even if he spent all his savings.

After getting the money, Huang Yonggang felt that Wei Fan's attitude towards him had become more considerate, and he immediately promised to help Huang Yonggang get rid of his troubles.

In the meeting room, Wei Fan asked Huang Yonggang to sit down cross legged. He sat behind Huang Yonggang, extended both of his arms, and placed his palms on Huang Yonggang's back.

Huang Yonggang suddenly felt that it was absurd. This kind of scene seemed to often appear in the crappy Hong Kong Martial Arts Drama. When someone was injured, a master lost his inner strength for him. Then their heads began to smoke, and when they grew up they realized that the actors had incense burning behind their backs.

But right away, Huang Yonggang felt that he was wrong. This was because a wave of energy had spread from his back to his entire body. It was very comfortable. Compared to the pleasure of running around in bed, it was even more unbearable.

Wei Fan did not lie, at that moment, his forehead was perspiring profusely. In the end, his cultivation level was still too low. If he had recovered a bit more, such a small matter wouldn't have taken so much effort.

After continuing for more than ten minutes, Wei Fan began to stop his work, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and then asked Huang Yonggang: "Lao Huang, how do you feel? Much more comfortable! Not only did I help you force out that baleful aura, I also helped you to recuperate. "

Huang Yonggang was still immersed in the previous comfort he had received, and was finally awake after being patted by Wei Fan. He turned around and saw that Wei Fan was sweating profusely, his clothes looked like they were soaked in water, and he had really spent a lot of effort to help his, although he had spent a bit of money, but money was used to improve his life and to enjoy life.

Thinking about it this way, Huang Yonggang still felt that he had let Wei Fan down. He helped Wei Fan up and said, "Master Wei, how about I give you more money? You really are a good person. "

Wei Fan struggled in his heart for a long time before he finally said righteously: "Lao Huang, where are you going to go to say this? I'm sorry to have to take your so much money. If it wasn't for my current ability being so low, this money …"

Huang Yonggang said gratefully: "I understand, I understand …"

"Also, don't call me Master Wei in the future. You sound like a swindler, so call me Little Wei! If you have something on, then go ahead and play. I still have something to attend to today, so I won't disturb you any longer. "

After thanking them for not being escorted by Huang Yonggang's private car, Wei Fan went to the bank to retrieve some cash. Since Wei Fan always had tens of millions of funds, and the branch manager had also promoted Wei Fan to a major client, the time it took to manage the business was much simpler than other users.

Qian Duoduo's current funds had all been borrowed by him. Yesterday, he called Wei Fan to cry about being poor and asked him if he couldn't get his hands on the money.

Today, Wei Fan was rich, the first thing he thought of was to exchange some money with Second Brother, and also to see if there were any changes to the dorm room that he hadn't returned to in a few days.

The dormitory auntie had already been bribed by 307, she didn't even care about Wei Fan's frequent nights of not returning. Seeing Wei Fan coming again, the grandma said to Wei Fan, "Hello."

He pushed open the door to the dorm room. It was still filled with smoke. A bunch of people had just lost their match and were reflecting on their actions. Seeing that Wei Fan had returned, they stopped discussing tactics and started asking about the happiness of living together with him.

After taking care of this bunch of Ox-Head Horse-Face, Wei Fan gave a bag of cash to Qian Duoduo.

Qian Duoduo opened the bag and saw that it was filled with cash. He praised the bag: "As expected of Second Brother's men, they sure are generous.

Wei Fan's head was filled with black lines.

Without even counting, Qian Duoduo threw a bag of cash underneath the bed, pulled Wei Fan to the balcony and mysteriously said: "Lao San, that Zheng Hong is crazy again."

"Right."

"Are you crazy?" asked Second Brother.

Wei Fan pretended innocence and said: "How would I know! Maybe he has angered some expert! "

He felt that the Wei Laosan did not fit the image of an expert at all, but he did not linger over it. Instead, he said: "This time, the Zheng Family has also found an expert, if there's some skill, it should already be in Flower City!"

"Second Brother, how did you know?"

Qian Duoduo gritted his teeth and said: "Our clan and Zheng Family are irreconcilable, of course we have sources of information."

Wei Fan's face was originally relaxed, but he suddenly thought of a woman, it seemed like she did not have much fighting strength! If an expert of the Zheng Family went to his home, then …

This time, he wouldn't be at ease. Wei Fan didn't even say hello before he ran out of the dorm.

Qian Duoduo's usually sleepy eyes suddenly lit up. He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth and thought to himself: Wei Laosan, let's see what kind of master you are.

Wei Fan, who had rushed back in a hurry to his Yuanzhou Residence, had indeed sensed a few traces of an outsider's aura in front of his own door. Furthermore, it belonged to a cultivator, but he could no longer sense the spiritual energy fluctuations caused by the battle.

Could it be? Wei Fan did not dare think further, he pushed open the door and rushed into his house.