This?

What's going on?

Qin Wanzheng frowned and looked down at the wine in her hand.

Don't?

It's incredible.

In order to verify her thoughts, Qin Wanzheng once again highly concentrated and meditated on what she wanted.

"Wine glass...."

The red wine glass appeared at Qin Wanzheng's feet.

"Bottle Opener ....."

The corkscrew reappeared.

This weird function of hers was also brought over by her?

In her previous life, she was different from ordinary people, and she was afraid that she would be locked up in a pig cage and called a monster, so she almost didn't use this ability.

Now, she rummaged through the books in the library and couldn't figure out what was going on, until one day she accidentally clicked on the file on the man's computer, and she understood.

In every era, there are people who are different from ordinary people, they are called "Mutants", just like the movie A certain Warrior presents, mutants have an exclusive special skill.

So what is this skill of hers called?

Even though Qin Wanzheng is precocious, she is a person from another world after all, and her cognition is limited.

According to her character, if she can't figure it out, she doesn't want to, so she opened the red wine and drank it.

At this moment, the wine storage cellar of "Lanting No. 1" is missing a bottle of red wine, a corkscrew, and a goblet.

BUG。

This is definitely a bug.

After school, Yemu drove and stopped at the school gate on time.

An hour later, Night Junting received a call.

"Master, my wife is missing"

“......”

At this moment, Night Junting is holding a video conference to discuss the issue of the delta forces.

The ringing of the telephone made the high-level leaders of the "Junting World" stunned.

This.....

What's going on?

It's an unwritten rule that everyone's phones are turned off during a meeting. But who would have thought that Thunder Ye's phone would ring.

Ye Junting glanced at the caller ID, ignored the shocked reactions of those high-level executives in the video conference, and picked up the phone.

The voice is always lazy but there is no warmth.

"Say ....."

"Sir, my wife is missing, the students of the school are empty, and I haven't seen my wife come out."

"The phone has not been answered, and I have also looked for the school, but there is no one."

“......”

Ye Junting's brows deepened and deepened, and his eyes were full of cold light.

This little girl is a little unwell-behaved, and she has been causing trouble for him all day long.

Originally, Night Junting's life was like a pool of stagnant water, but now Qin Wanzheng broke the silence and set off stormy waves.

It's a sweet burden to invite parents in the morning and disappear in the evening.

"Uh-huh....."

Ye Junting said "um" and left.

The high-level officials who were in the meeting watched Ye Junting leave in shock.

What's going on?

That's how you go?

Or was it temporarily terminated?

This has made this group of executives suffer, and neither of them dares to leave, and they have been waiting online for Ting Ye to come back.

But at the moment, the executive group is lively.

"You say, who has such a great charm that can make Ting Ye leave without saying a word and leave such an important meeting?"

"Girlfriend, Ting Ye should be in love."

“.....”

I don't know which executive dropped a depth charge, and that group of executives exploded directly.

Then everyone began to discuss what kind of woman can be worthy of Ting Ye.

However, even if they think about it, they can't guess that the ascetic male god in their mouth is already married.

It's not a goddess, overwhelming, but one.

Yes, students.

In Yanjing, at the entrance of the city's first Chinese and foreign Chinese language college, a man in a suit and leather shoes sat lazily in the back seat of Maybach.

In the car, the rest of the people didn't dare to come out, for fear of provoking the fire.

People from all sides moved together, and the entire school as the center was about to be turned upside down.

"Thunder, I found it, the young grandmother is in xxxxx"

"Lead the way..."

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Ye Junting got out of the car.

The people around him quickly kept up with the pace of Thunder Ye.

The pace of the people around Ting Ye, if it is not for those who have been trained hard, they will not be able to come out, three short and one long, two long and one short.

In the grove next to the school, Night Junting made a gesture, and the rest of the people all stopped.

At this moment, Qin Wanzheng was sleeping soundly on the chair next to her, with an empty red wine bottle and wine glass at her feet, a mess.

Drink?

A student drinking?

Ye Junting suddenly exuded a cold aura all over his body, and his sword-like cold gaze seemed to be taken one more glance at him, and Qin Wanzheng would be split open, and there was nowhere to hide.