After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Leng Xuelu was still immersed in the joy of being an investor and producer's grandma, and Chai Lanji was completely stunned.

Chai Lanji vaguely heard people say that there is a Taoist master in the capital, whose ability surpasses many immortals and priests, and even heard that someone introduced that Taoist master to Yan Hebai, hoping to save Yan Hebai life.

This story was sent by Cai Lan to several noble ladies.

They all said that Yan Hebai went to the doctor in a hurry due to his illness. The most advanced medical technology of the time could not save his life. What's the use of finding a fortune teller.

But Yan Hebai seemed to be very convinced of the other party's ability, and said that he even bought a Champs villa for the other party.

Thinking of this, Cai Lan felt as if someone had hit her head with a stick.

Xuanmen Da Neng, Yan Hebai, Champs Villa.

That, that, that... doesn't that mean Tang Simi?

Is that big boss in Beijing who is so powerful that even Yan Hebai has to ask someone to move him, is it her daughter?

Chai Lanji had already guessed about her daughter's ability, but she didn't dare to imagine it even if she was killed.

Can pinch and count, and the iron mouth is straight.

She has personally experienced the magic of Tang Simi.

Chailan turned the corner after thinking about it.

According to the rumors, that unattainable and unattainable big boss in the Beijing circle who no one dared to say a word might really be her daughter.

This kind of thing fell on Cai Lanji's head, making Cai Lanji feel like he couldn't find Bei after drinking a little.

Chai Lanji suddenly remembered that Yan Hebai sent a lot of luxury goods to her home that time. Among them, the brand manager of S family said that he was transferred from Beijing to Haicheng.

The manager was very familiar with Tang Simi.

Listening to their conversation, Tang Simi is a regular customer of the other party.

Leng Xuelu and Yang Lulu surrounded Tang Simi.

The car that came to pick them up stopped there, and before Tang Simi got into the car, she turned her head and waved goodbye to Chai Lanji.

Chai Lanji's heart that was always worried about her daughter finally fell to the ground.

She raised her hand to signal Tang Simi to get in the car quickly, it was too cold in midwinter, and Tang Simi was so thinly dressed.

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With Tang Simi's residence, Leng Xuelu didn't go up to the hotel anymore.

They changed their dresses, and Leng Xuelu urged Tang Simi to take a hot bath as agreed.

The two changed into packed clothes, and Leng Xuelu said, "I was just chatting with you at the reception just now, I didn't feel full at all."

Leng Xuelu rubbed her belly while talking.

"Mimi, do you know any delicious places in Haicheng?" Leng Xuelu asked.

Tang Simi blurted out: "The food in Qingyuan is pretty good."

But for some reason, whenever Qingyuan was mentioned, she thought of Yan Hebai.

Leng Xuelu sighed: "It's hard to reserve a seat there."

"But at this point in time, Qingyuan no longer accepts guests." Leng Xuelu said, staring at Tang Simi's face still in thought.

She asked: "But Mimi, you have always been sad and happy, and you don't care about anything. Apart from your preference for sweets, you don't seem to have any desires in your tongue."

How could he remember that the food in Qingyuan is delicious?

"It's normal to eat a scoop and drink a scoop. There are good and bad tastes, so there's nothing to be surprised about." Tang Simi said, and dialed Yang Lulu's cell phone.

"Let me ask Yang Lulu, she is a local, and she is more familiar with the food in Haicheng."

As Tang Simi spoke, she asked Yang Lulu who answered the phone.

Yang Lulu was overjoyed: "That's great, I'm also very hungry, and the nanny at home is asleep, do you want noodles? I know a Yangchun noodles that is open at this time, and the taste is very good."

Leng Xuelu's head was nodding like a mallet for pounding garlic. Now that she was hungry, her chest was pressed against her back, and when she heard that there was food, her saliva was about to flow out.

Tang Simi said, "Okay."

Yang Lulu said: "You wait for me at home for 2 minutes, and I will drive to pick you up."

Ten minutes later, the three girls got off at the noodle shop.

Seeing that Yang Lulu is a regular customer here, seeing Yang Lulu immediately beamed with joy.

"Bringing friends." The boss greeted.

"Yes, three bowls of your signature Yangchun noodles, let my friends taste your century-old taste." Yang Lulu said.

The boss looks simple and honest, and he showed a row of white teeth when he smiled: "Okay, okay, wait a moment, the noodles for the guests at that table will be cooked, and I'll serve you right away."

"Our small shop has a history of a hundred years." The boss proudly introduced, pointing to the black and white photo on his head, "This is the old photo of my grandfather when he opened the shop."

The boss is over 60 years old this year, with a loud voice and a kind smile. He kneads and scoops noodles all the year round, and his arms look very strong.

Even if he opened the shop at night, it can be seen that he is full of yang energy and full of energy.

This small shop was taken over by him from his grandfather, and it has been in business until today, all relying on the taste.

"You pick a seat and sit down first." The boss smiled openly, turned and went to the back kitchen.

Tang Simi looked at the black and white photos hanging on the wall.

The old man in the photo was wearing a dark coat and a white apron around his waist.

He smiled honestly at the camera, and he looked very similar to the owner of the noodle shop today.

There are about a dozen tables in this small shop, but there are not many people eating at this time.

Besides them, there was a man and a woman sitting at another table in the store.

Their attitudes towards each other are unfamiliar, their smiles are reserved, their expressions are like this, but their body posture is extremely stretched.

"What's wrong with you?" The girl asked first.

"It's nothing." The man raised his head and smiled reluctantly.

"I thought you were sad about your wife's cheating."

Tang Simi has the character of always eating melons, so she strained her ears to listen to the explosive conversation at the table.

Leng Xuelu at the side was full of curiosity: "Mimi, do you have any spells that can help me improve my hearing? Let me borrow them first."

The man in the green hat, the beauty in the middle of the night, Leng Xuelu didn't want to miss such an explosive story.

Tang Simi was stunned, she looked at Leng Xuelu and Yang Lulu's faces suspiciously, and asked, "Is that girl pretty?"

Tang Simi turned sideways to the two of them, Leng Xuelu and Yang Lulu thought Tang Simi couldn't see.

The two of them immediately dragged Tang Simi into their melon-eating team. Yang Lulu said, "It's pretty, with snow-white skin. It's the kind of whiteness that I've been dead for three days, and it's not as white as hers."

"How many people are sitting at that table?" Tang Simi asked again.

"One man and one woman, two of them." Leng Xuelu replied: "Mimi, just turn around and look openly, don't ask us all the time."

"It's just watching, but I'm afraid I won't hear what they're talking about." Leng Xuelu said in a low voice.

Tang Simi pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and there was a bit of evil in her smile.

"They will come over in a while, sit close, and you can hear everything you want to hear." Tang Simi's voice fell.

The man cleared his throat and said, "Why don't we change the table."

The man involuntarily took the woman's arm and dragged her to the table next to Tang Simi and the three of them.

It was hit by Tang Simi!

The man came over, but his eyes still frequently looked at the table where he was sitting before.

"What's wrong?" asked the woman across from him.

The man's lips were dry, and there was fear in his eyes: "I tell you, in fact, I have yin and yang eyes, do you believe it?"

To prove it, the man went on to say: "The table we sat at just now actually sat an old man."

He pointed to the decades-old black-and-white photo on the wall of the owner: "It's the old man in the photo."