Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Jiang Ran seemed not to hear Bai Feifei's question.

His eyes were fixed on the white car not far ahead.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"interesting."

The Moon-Reflecting Stone in his arms glowed faintly, and the world in Jiang Ran's eyes was covered with spider webs.

The lines are like threads that permeate the world, connecting everything together.

One of them seemed familiar.

The moment he observed the invisible net with his telepathic vision.

The inspiration of heaven and earth boiled over in an instant.

Like smoke gushing out of boiling water at 100 degrees, it obscured all the silk threads he could observe.

Soon the boiling water stopped and the thread of all things reappeared.

Unfortunately, at this time, Jiang Ran could no longer see clearly.

"The inspiration of heaven and earth!" He sighed slowly, and the moonlight power in his eyes dissipated.

Walk slowly towards the white car.

……

Tianweiju, a private VIP room on the fourth floor.

The furnishings in the house are extremely luxurious. Under the warm yellow light, even the tableware on the table is as crystal clear as jade.

A man in his fifties, wearing a black jacket, was leaning back in the sofa.

His legs were resting on the footrests, and on his feet were a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.

The exquisite appetizers and candied fruits were neatly arranged on the table in front of him, but he had no intention of touching them.

The phone on the table was on all the time, and the man looked down at it from time to time.

It seems like he is afraid of missing any news.

Just as he began to feel uneasy, there was a knock on the door.

Before the man could say anything, he noticed someone tentatively pushing the door.

When he found that he could push the door, he pushed it open most of the way.

Then a woman came in with a bag in her hand, wearing hot clothes, bright makeup, and looking nonchalant.

“Boss Jin…”

The waiter at the door was a little nervous.

"I've told you it's none of your business. Just go do what you need to do. You're so annoying!" The young woman gave him a look of annoyance.

The waiter looked at Mr. Jin cautiously, and after seeing him waving, he hurriedly closed the door and left.

The young woman threw her bag carelessly, picked up a piece of dessert from the table and stuffed it into her mouth.

While chewing, he mumbled, "What are you doing hiding here?"

President Jin looked at her with a frown on his face, and said with gritted teeth: "Who told you I was here?"

The young woman picked up a glass of water, gulped it down, and swallowed the snack in her mouth.

She looked at him sarcastically: "Aunt Zhao told me, go and settle the score with her."

President Jin was speechless and pointed at her to change the subject.

"Look at how you clean up every day, do you think it's done properly?"

"Wearing heavy makeup and revealing clothes is simply indecent."

The woman puffed out her chest without giving in, looking very reasonable.

"You old stubborn guy, do you know anything about fashion and aesthetics?"

"A friend of mine got a green-haired turtle tattooed on his neck. It's so cool. I'm planning on getting a big butterfly tattooed in the next few days!"

Mr. Jin was so angry that he covered his chest with his hands, and it took him a long time to calm down.

He didn't even realize the loophole in the woman's words.

Hearing her foul language and her intention to follow the trend and get a tattoo, he slammed the table and stood up angrily.

Pointing at the young woman and scolding her loudly.

"you dare!"

"Jin Ruoyun, if you dare to get a tattoo today, I will cut off all your credit cards and pocket money!"

"Let me see if you, who is penniless, would still want to get a tattoo!!"

Jin Ruoyun twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted with disdain.

"cut."

"You can stop if you want. Didn't you stop paying for my mom's medical expenses when she was in the hospital?"

Mr. Jin's arm froze in mid-air as he pointed at her.

His whole body was shaking, and he didn't know if it was because he was angry or for some other reason.

After calming down for a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"I've explained this to you countless times."

"Chunxia planned to be discharged from the hospital to recuperate because the chemotherapy was too painful and her condition had not improved. She wanted to travel and relax after her body recovered a little."

"I rejected this proposal, but Chunxia said please let her decide her own life. Do you think I should force her to continue chemotherapy, or take her to find freedom?"

"Why do you always think that I don't want to be treated?!"

When Mr. Jin said this, his eyes turned red.

Jin Ruoyun's fingers holding the bag tightened slightly, then she suppressed the bitterness in her heart and spoke with a sneer.

"You always say the same thing. Anyway, the truth of the matter doesn't matter anymore."

"Here, I'll return your credit card to you!" Jin Ruoyun lowered her head and rummaged through her bag, quickly taking out a few cards.

She casually threw the card on the table and continued to stimulate as she turned around.

"It's just a few bucks. I can easily earn enough to live on it by just lying on the bed."

Mr. Jin behind him was still feeling sad.

Hearing this, I felt so angry that I couldn't even describe it. I felt like I was going to tear the house down.

He quickly caught up with the woman, grabbed her shoulders, and dragged her into the house.

"Jin Ruoyun! You won't be satisfied until you piss me off to death, right?!"

Jin Ruoyun felt pain and couldn't help but frown and pull his arm.

However, the furious President Jin was incredibly strong and she had no room to struggle at all.

"what are you doing?!"

"Don't think you can touch me just because you're my dad. Be careful or I'll sue you for molestation!"

Jin Ruoyun screamed at the top of her lungs.

President Jin didn't care about her bluffing and scolded in a stern voice: "It is only natural for me to discipline my daughter!"

"If I don't break your legs today, you won't know how serious the situation is!"

As the two were struggling, there was a hurried knock on the door.

However, the sound insulation of the house was too good, and their movements were so large.

The knock on the door was not heard.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and a man holding a box of strawberries stood at the door, panting.

Yang Zhengyun took two breaths and was about to speak when he saw a man and a woman fighting in the house.

The man grabbed the young woman's shoulders with one hand and tried to press her head with the other.

The woman threw her bag on the ground and pulled the man's jacket, several buttons of which had already broken.

When Yang Zhengyun pushed the door, the two of them stopped moving at the same time and looked straight at the person who came in.

President Jin saw Yang Zhengyun's strange expression and couldn't help but say awkwardly: "Brother Yang..."

Jin Ruoyun looked up and down at the person at the door, with some anger in his eyes.

"Who are you? You barge in without even knocking."

"Ruoyun!" President Jin's face darkened and he said in a deep voice.

Yang Zhengyun smiled apologetically and gestured twice with his right hand.

"Mr. Jin is in a very good mood. I came at an unfortunate time."

After he said this, he pretended to see nothing and slowly walked out the door.

When Jin Ruoyun heard the meaning revealed in his words, she immediately rushed forward a few steps in frustration.

He grabbed Yang Zhengyun's sleeve and stopped him from leaving.

"You can't go!"

"Please explain to me clearly, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"

Yang Zhengyun subconsciously hugged the strawberry box tightly and shook his head in confusion.

"Since Mr. Jin is busy, I'll come see him later."