The man at the head was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, long and handsome, with a serious and serious face.

He was followed by two men, one behind the other, carrying something wrapped in red cloth on their shoulders.

It didn't look big, but it was definitely not small, more than a meter long and at least half a meter wide.

Soon, the three of them walked to Bo Xiuyin's side, and the man led by him said respectfully to her: "Young master, something has been delivered!" ”

This man is Mu Zhou.

"Hmm." Bo Xiuyin nodded and answered lazily, "Put things down." ”

As soon as Mu Zhou waved his hand, the two men carefully put down the thing, and the thing smashed on the ground with a deafening sound.

"What is this?!"

Song Lizhen looked at Bo Xiuyin's appearance, and always had a feeling of unease, and it seemed that there was something completely out of control.

This feeling made her almost crazy!

Bo Xiuyin looked at her steadily, and smiled, extremely evil, and at the same time, her low and magnetic voice came, "What is this?" Of course, this is a birthday present for Ms. Song! It took a lot of effort to choose. ”

After speaking, she said coldly to Mu Zhou: "Open it and let Ms. Song take a look at the birthday gift I chose for her." ”

"Yes, young master."

The corners of Mu Zhou's eyes twitched a little, but he still ripped off the red cloth wrapped around the thing.

In just half a minute, what was under the red cloth was displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

When the guests looked at it, they couldn't help but gasp.

"Shhhh

Their eyes widened, and they looked at Bo Xiuyin in disbelief, no one expected him to give such a "big gift".

Of course, it can indeed be regarded as a "big gift".

I saw that under the red cloth, a rectangular log box about one meter three or four long was exposed.

However, it is not so much described as a box, but a small coffin.

The coffin is wood-colored, not even painted, revealing speckled black holes, which are unusually cheap just by looking at it, and can be said to be the lowest grade coffin.

In other words, even the lowest-grade coffin on the market is not as low-grade as this one.

There was an evil smile on the corner of Bo Xiuyin's mouth, she looked at Song Lizhen and chuckled, "How is it?" The birthday gift I chose for Ms. Song, did Ms. Song like it very much? ”

The people around him, looking at this scene, were about to fall out of their sockets, and the whole person was in a state of confusion.

Giving a coffin as a gift on your birthday?

Hiss –

They couldn't even think about it.

At this time, the hall was quiet, there were a lot of gasps, and many people wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to make a sound, just looked at Song Lizhen, wanting to see what kind of reaction this person would have.

Song Lizhen only reacted at this time, her whole body was going crazy, her mind was blank, and all the so-called sanity or something disappeared.

She screamed loudly, "Ah! You slut, how dare you send something like this, do you know who I am? I'm Mrs. Bo! Mrs. Bo! ”

This scream made a trace of ridicule and contempt pass through the eyes of many people.

After all, such a reaction is really a bit too much.

There is also that slut, who also said that she was Mrs. Bo as if she was crazy, which only made people feel untouchable.