"Miss, is the third lady coming...... Actually, I'm here to deliver invitations?! ”

Tang just didn't speak, opened the post and looked at it, then threw it on the table.

"It's not mine, it's Tang Zhiyun."

Tang Qiachi probably guessed the purpose of her coming to Feihuayuan, and wanted to come over to show off, but before she could do so, she was splashed with a cup of tea and thrown out again.

It's also funny, how did the original body mix up all these years?

In this kind of upper-class social meeting, the concubine of the Hou Mansion didn't receive the post, and it was no wonder that Tang Zhiyun had to come over and step on her a few feet to find a sense of accomplishment when she got the post.

"So what now? Otherwise, Aman will send her back! ”

There is no name on the invitation, and it is useless to hold it in your hand, and the eldest lady has just thrown people out, presumably she will feel faceless by herself......

As Aman thought so, he saw Tang Cha open the invitation again, close it again, open it again, and close it again.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

"Prizes for the Feast of Paintings...... It's a little concerning! ”

Flowers on the other side!

There are countless legends about the flowers on the other side, whether it is this world or the twenty-first world.

For the painter, this thing is really just an ornament or an epiphany, but for her, it is something that can give the feeding woman a higher level.

After the special production method of the feeding woman, the flower can become a must-have for attracting yin spirits and cultivating special soul soldiers.

How do I get an invitation?

Tang Chacha subconsciously picked up the jewelry on the dresser with one hand and played with it, and suddenly, his eyes fell on the picture scroll he placed last time.

Eyes lit up all at once.

"Aman, you go and inquire if there is a painter named Wei Anran who has come into the mansion recently."

"Yes, Miss."

Aman retreated.

Tang just took the invitation and read it not long before Aman came back, and she said with surprise on her face: "Miss is really a god, just now I went to ask Sister Bailu, and she told me that there is a handsome painter in the house today, as Miss said, called Wei Anran." ”

"Hmm."

Hand the scroll to Aman, "Give it to Aunt Ai, and let her find a way to send the scroll to that Wei Anran!" ”

"Miss, can I open it and take a look?" Aman was a little curious.

"What's so nice about painting, I'll show you a real person another day!"

Aman was happy at this time, and took the picture scroll to find Aunt Ai.

Day 2.

As soon as Tang Qia's cultivation was finished, Aunt Ai came with a woman.

"How?"

"It's the same as the eldest lady's guess."

"Very well, they are a good match!"

The woman withdrew.

Aman wanted to ask next to him but didn't dare to ask, just staring at Tang Chacha's face.

"Aman, do you know men?"

What's wrong with Miss today, how can you ask such a question.

Tang Chacha slowly closed his eyes:

"A powerful and powerful man like Fu Caijun is a domineering president who is alive and well, and he has a fatal attraction to most women, and it is precisely because of this that he is invincible to women!"

It's just that his fetishes are different, he doesn't like those who are moths to the fire, and he prefers to fight or force the unwilling......

Aman tilted his head, looking dazed.

…… I really want to ask Miss what a domineering president is.

"There is another kind, that is, Wei Anran,

seems to be a jade boy with a graceful demeanor, a man with an innocent background, relying on his own ability to compete in the capital,

He is more terrible than Fu Caijun,

Love words come easily, but it is true love for every woman, fraternity and affection, weaving a big net for those women to indulge in willingly. ”

Aman heard it in a fog.

"As long as Aman promises me, whoever you like in the future will tell me, and I will check it for you!"

As for Tang Zhiyun, last time she did it to Aman, this time she kept scolding herself for wasting straw bales, she wanted to take a look, when she met a man like Wei Anran, what role can your strength as a second-order painter play?!