“……”

The other end of the phone didn't expect to hear this, and fell silent for a while.

Fu Yunshen was not in a hurry, he leaned back in his chair and looked up at the window.

The sun was warm, as if it had spanned many years.

It was a long, long silence before a voice came from the phone.

"Theoretically, it's possible, but it's as low as zero." "The world is not what we see, but it does have supernatural places." ”

Fu Yun hummed lightly.

He continued: "Otherwise, there would be no alchemy and ancient medicine and martial arts, and the end of science is theology, and there is still no way to solve all the mysteries of life." ”

"So-" Fu Yunshen looked thoughtfully at the post that had already replied to the Qianlou, "it exists." ”

"As I said, the probability is zero, no matter how supernatural, we have to talk about science.

Fu Yunshen looked lazy, slid the mouse, refreshed the post, and pulled to the end.

[1241F]: No wonder the landlord thinks like this, the score of "The Song of Fei Leng Cui" is equivalent to nothing, not Vera Hall herself, how do you know?

Fu Yun's deep eyes moved slightly.

Oh, yes.

He had been thinking about it for a long time since he heard Ying Zijin play "Holy War".

But everything needs a proof, and he just guesses out of thin air, and it is useless.

But this kind of thing, you can't really ask me directly.

Fu Yun groaned deeply and prepared to post.

At this time, a new post appeared.

The post is automatically redcut, but not pinned.

However, all ID users whose account level is above the SS level have such a privilege.

[@只爱钱: Retreat and retreat, what is the resurrection of the dead, it's really nonsense, you say there is no music score? I'm sorry, a while ago, we just sold the score, and there are people in Huaguo who buy it, don't believe you ask a few people in the forum, they also bought it. 】

As long as it's not new, there are no users in the hidden section who don't know this ID.

This is the ID of the ruler of the House of Laurent.

Of course, this post will not be made by this person in power.

After all, this person in power is only interested in money, and everything else will only be left to his subordinates.

When an SS-level user posts, NOK's system will also alert all other users.

The forum exploded directly.

[1st floor]: Sleep, the big guy appeared.

[2nd Floor]: What? Does the Laurent family have a score?

……

[77th Floor]: Is it strange that the Laurent family has a music score? Vera Hall is a literary and artistic giant funded by the ancestors of the Laurent family.

[78th Floor]: ...... I don't remember who I heard say that the piano piece "The Song of the Emerald" was written by Vera Hall specifically for the Laurent family.

[79th Floor]: I see, then it's not surprising, I can only say that the performer in Huaguo is a genius.

……

[109th Floor]: Damn, it's worthy of your Laurent family, this can also be sold for money?

[110th Floor]: I sold other people's scores, I'm really afraid that Vera will jump out of the dirt and hammer you to death.

The young servant who posted the post saw this reply and secretly wiped his sweat.

If you don't say that, how can you hide it?

Then they will be beaten to death.

The young servant withdrew his account and breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally finished the things explained in the letter, and I can report back to the master.

The group had guessed right, it was really Vera Hall.

It's a pity that this kind of thing can't really be known to the outside world.

**

Midday.

Before Jiang Moyuan was done, he received a call from the Jiang family's old house.

It was Mrs. Jiang who called him.

Since the death of Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang has moved into the Buddhist hall.

Eating fasting and worshipping the Buddha wholeheartedly, no one else sees it much.

This is the first time in the past few years that Mrs. Jiang has called him.

Jiang Moyuan frowned.

Old Madam Jiang's tone was very bad, but she didn't say anything on the phone, only said that she should go over immediately now.

"Tell the others that I have something to do, and that the afternoon meeting will be postponed first." Jiang Moyuan glanced at the watch on his wrist and called the secretary, "That list, be cautious." ”

The secretary nodded hurriedly, paused, and then whispered, "Third Master, Miss Lu Wei has been waiting for you outside for a long time." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Moyuan's action of pushing the door stopped.

The secretary lowered his head and didn't know what to say.

Yesterday's events were so unexpected.

No one expected that an adopted daughter from the countryside would have a piano level close to those top pianists.

Ying Luwei directly became a joke.

Not to mention that there is a storm on the Internet, and all the things she has done have been picked up.

The days are quiet on the surface, but the heart is extremely vicious.

is not worthy of Jiang Moyuan at all.

"I see." Jiang Moyuan didn't have any expression, and walked out directly.

Ying Luwei sat outside in the waiting area and cried for a long time, and when she saw the man come out, she wiped her tears and immediately rushed over to hug him, her voice with a crying voice: "Mo Yuan!" ”

The secretary who followed out frowned.

If it had been put in the past, it would have been fine.

But now Ying Luwei's reputation is so stinky, and the piano skills she is proud of are also marketed, why are you embarrassed to stick to their third master?

The secretary spoke up in displeasure: "Miss Luvi, you-"

The latter words have not yet been spoken.

Seeing that Jiang Moyuan withdrew Ying Luwei without the slightest pity, he pulled his arm out of her embrace.

The body suddenly emptied, Ying Luwei was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him in disbelief, her voice trembling: "...... Far away? ”

"We haven't been engaged yet, we're just engaged." Jiang Moyuan looked at her from afar, and there was no warmth in her eyes, only a piece of indifference remained, "The company is a public place, pay attention." ”

After speaking, Jiang Moyuan didn't look at Ying Luwei's expression, took the suit jacket in the secretary's hand, and strode away.

The secretary sent Jiang Moyuan to the door, and then turned back to Ying Luwei and smiled apologetically: "Miss Luwei, please recognize your current situation, the Ying family will protect you, but the Jiang family will not." ”

The polite but contemptuous tone was no different from when he spoke to Ying Zijin before.

Ying Luwei's face turned pale instantly: "You...... What do you mean? ”

The secretary didn't speak anymore, and asked Ying Luwei to be invited out.

**

When Jiang Moyuan arrived at the Buddha Hall, Mrs. Jiang turned her back to him, kneeling on the futon, and was worshipping the Buddha.

After a few minutes, Mrs. Jiang slowly got up: "Mo Yuan, there is one thing, Mom thinks it's better for you to know about it." ”

Jiang Moyuan's eyebrows furrowed: "Mom, what's wrong?" ”

Old Madam Jiang's face was cold, and she threw a letter in front of him: "This is someone sent to the Buddha Hall early this morning, you can see for yourself." ”

Jiang Moyuan took it and took a full ten minutes to finish reading the things in the envelope.

His body tensed suddenly, and for the first time he felt stiff.

How is such a thing possible......

"The Jiang family doesn't need this kind of matriarch with corrupt morals." Old Madam Jiang sat down and took a sip of tea lightly, "Originally, I wasn't satisfied with her, there are so many ladies in Shanghai, can't you find someone who is not sick?" ”

As she spoke, she sighed, "But I can't stop you from liking her, if you still have to like her, then-"

"It's up to my mother to decide this matter." Jiang Moyuan interrupted Mrs. Jiang's words, "I listen to my mother for everything." ”

"Good, good." Mrs. Jiang smiled at this time, "After all, this marriage contract was also made by your father, and it is not good for you to withdraw in person, so my mother will help you." ”

Jiang Moyuan's thin lips pursed slightly.

For some reason, he was relieved.

"I'll visit Ying's family another day." Mrs. Jiang said, "Although I don't know who sent this letter, they must know about it." ”

"In this matter, the Ying family is also the victim party, poor Xiaoxuan, this kind of thing happened to her."

Old Madam Jiang has seen many people, but she has never seen someone like Ying Luwei who has been so vicious since she was a child.

Jiang Moyuan's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

He knew about the true and false daughters of the Ying family, and he also knew that it was Ying Zijin who was stolen out and thrown away by Ying Luwei at that time.

That's why he had an inexplicable anger and regret just now.

However, this kind of thing, the Ying family didn't plan to make it public, and he didn't need to tell Mrs. Jiang.

**

After school in the afternoon, all the way from Class 19 went to participate in the celebration banquet of Ying Zijin.

When they arrived at the hotel, they were shocked.

I thought it was an ordinary luxury restaurant, but I didn't expect it to be Han Pavilion.

The scattered people who participated in the celebration banquet today added up to eighty people, which is equivalent to the number of guests entertained by the Han Pavilion in a month.

The younger brother was very excited, and he lowered his voice, "Daddy Ying, do you have a leg with the master of the Han Pavilion?" ”

Han Ge didn't even care about the imperial capital, if it wasn't for the master's mouth, they could have come without a reservation.

Ying Zijin looked stunned, she glanced thoughtfully at the man who was talking to the waiter, unhurried: "Not one leg." ”

The little brother was dazed: "Huh? ”

"At most, one hand."

“……”

The little brother scratched his head, and simply didn't want to: "No matter what, anyway, it's not me bleeding today, I want to eat enough." ”

He swaggered in and jumped twice with pleasure.

"Tsk, although I don't have much desire to eat, Han Ge is indeed a must in the catering industry." Xiu Yu's hand was on Ying Zijin's shoulder, "But Ying Dad, you love to eat so much, do you have to find someone who can cook in the future?" ”

Ying Zijin glanced at her and pulled her hand down.

"......" Xiu Yu shifted her gaze, looked at Weibo, looked at it, and suddenly she shouted, "Look at Weibo, Ying Luwei!" ”

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