"This ......"

Meng Ma opened her mouth but didn't know how to explain.

The world is so big, there are not no people with similar appearances, but not only are they similar in appearance, but they also have dealings with Ning Qianmo, so I'm afraid it's not as simple as being similar.

Yao didn't urge her to answer, but he already had an idea in his heart: "Maybe we were all deceived by her, so we had a good trick to hide from the world." ”

"Madam, do you have a clue?" asked Meng Ma in a low voice.

Yao's Senyin's eyes were as sharp as ice, and the corners of his mouth were outlined with coldness: "There are two missing children's corpses in Wenghe Village, and Mrs. Ben didn't care about this matter originally, but now it seems that the charred corpses that appeared in the old mansion may not be Wanqi and Ning Ziyan." ”

Mother Meng's eyes widened: "In other words, not only the little master, but even Wanqi is still alive?"

The more they talked, the more Yao and Meng Ma felt that Ning Ziyan was still alive, but how did she survive?

This is a question worth digging into.

After all, Ning Ziyan had obviously taken poison at that time, and he had also confirmed that he had lost his breath, so how did Ning Ziyan escape from death?

The Yao family couldn't figure it out, and Meng Ma couldn't figure it out either, but the only thing they understood was that Ning Ziyan had to die, if she didn't die, it would be them who died.

"Prepare my eldest brother for this, even at the risk of being discovered, we must not sit idly by. Yao said ruthlessly.

"Give it to my uncle?" Meng Ma frowned slightly to express worry.

It's not that Meng Ma is not optimistic about Yao's eldest brother Yao Kaigui, Yao Kaigui is a ploppy old man, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, if it weren't for Yao's climbing the high branches of Ningfu as a maid, how could Yao Kaigui have the current scenery.

Knowing what Mother Meng was thinking, Yao glanced at her coldly: "Although my eldest brother doesn't learn and doesn't do a few things, but snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, and people like him will always know so many people who want money and don't want to die." ”

Hearing this, Meng Ma's eyes lit up: "Good, the old slave understands!"

Ning Ziyan didn't know that the Yao clan had already looked down on her, and now she was thinking about how to strengthen her kingdom, so she came to Fushenglou again.

At this moment, looking at Ning Ziyan who was visiting, Sun Wuxiang smiled and said, "You have found a cooperative seller so quickly?"

Ning Ziyan shook her head: "I came to you for this matter." ”

Sun Wuxiang raised his eyebrows lazily: "I said that Fushenglou will not set foot in anything other than weapons, so why should Miss Yan'er be difficult for me?"

"I don't work with your family. ”

Sun Wuxiang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand Ning Ziyan's intention.

Ning Ziyan raised her lips slightly, and the corners of her mouth outlined an arc: "Lord Sun Lou is a smart person, I think you already know my intention, that's right, it's what you think in your heart, Fushenglou has good family rules, but what about the family? If you cooperate with me in your personal name, is it still against the rules?"

Sun Wuxiang smiled: "No!"

"Since then, we have been working together happily, I am responsible for designing new products, you are responsible for making things, and as for the working capital, we will each contribute half, but ...... I don't have any money!"

In the end, Rao is cheeky Ning Ziyan couldn't help blushing, and Sun Wuxiang was even more black in his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

It's so nice to say, half of each, and the result is ......

Hehe, you don't have any money, you are talking?

Sun Wuxiang looked at her a little helplessly, and only sighed after half a sound: "Knowing you, I must have robbed your ancestral grave in my last life, I will give the money, and I will get half of the proceeds, how about this?"

"No problem!" Ning Ziyan said with a cheerful smile.

Seeing that she answered so simply, Sun Wuxiang rolled his eyes again.

Of course you're fine, I'm out of the refining technique, and I'm out of the money, you haven't come up with anything except the new product design, what else can you have?

"Little girl ......"

"Ning Ziyan!" Ning Ziyan interrupted Sun Wuxiang's words.

Sun Wuxiang was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his deep eyes flashed with a deep and indistinguishable light: "Your name is Ning Ziyan, and you have the same name as the little master of Ning Mansion?"