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Zhang Hui got on his bike and rode a long way in the blink of an eye.

"Hey..." Erkang couldn't even call back the person who was walking away.

"Let's go back first."

Zhang Hui was also confused. What was going on with this technical school? First they asked her to fill out a form, and now they said they would sponsor her to go to college. No matter how she thought about it, it must be targeting her.

We have to ask our family members to be careful to avoid any accidents.

"Hey, how's everything going?"

"What? She doesn't agree? Did you tell her my conditions?"

"Okay, I understand. You can contact other candidates first."

With a click, the phone was hung up. A figure walked out of the side room.

The bright moonlight shone through the clear glass window onto the person's profile, half of it clear and half dark.

In the main hall, a man was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

He bowed respectfully to the superior and asked helplessly, "Master, can't you use another girl instead?"

The gray-haired master opened his eyes upon hearing this and shook his head slowly: "Among the information you brought, only her birth date is the most suitable."

"Not only can it appease the souls of the deceased, but it can also allow them to protect their blood relatives."

After hearing this, the visitor could not suppress his excitement and turned around twice on the spot.

Thinking about the fact that the girl firmly disagreed to contact them, his thoughts couldn't help but surge again.

"Hey, no matter what method you use, you must bring her to Xiyue Villa. After the task is completed, I will reward you 10,000 each!"

"Yes, boss!" The people on the other end of the phone were none other than the two men who had had contact with Zhang Hui.

"Hey, do you think this will work?" one of them, A, asked excitedly, and B urged him eagerly, "Tell me now!"

A said: "We can ask the girl in Class 1 of Senior 3 who has filled out the form to invite her to Xiyue Villa. It doesn't matter if it's for her birthday or farewell. As long as she goes, we will have completed the task assigned to us by the boss."

Person B was greatly surprised and patted Person A's shoulder vigorously: "You are indeed a person with many clever ideas! Not bad, it's just a ceremony. It's neither trafficking her nor taking her life. Once the ceremony is over, we will send her back. Hahahaha, it's perfect!

The two looked at each other and laughed, as if they saw colorful bills rolling in.

The next day, Zhang Hui and Cheng Cheng came back from the classroom and were just about to talk in private.

A girl came up to Zhang Hui and said timidly, "Tomorrow is my birthday. I want to invite you to attend. Is that okay?"

Cheng Cheng said quickly: "Zhang Yan, aren't you going to invite me to your birthday party?"

Zhang Yan hurriedly shook her head: "No, I will definitely invite you to go, but I just want to ask Zhang Hui if you want to go first?"

Zhang Hui squinted at her, feeling something was wrong. She had never met Zhang Yan before, so why would she invite her to a birthday party?

But never mind, I'll just deal with it as it happens. Seeing that Cheng Cheng seems very interested, there's no harm in accompanying her.

Cheng Cheng asked again: "Where is the location? Your home?"

Zhang Yan bit her lip and said, "No, I have an uncle who likes me very much and said he would help me get it done. The address is set at Xiyue Villa."

"What? Xiyue Villa? Really?" Cheng Cheng confirmed with her in disbelief, and after Zhang Yan nodded, he fell into ecstasy.

She pulled Zhang Hui and said with a smile: "Do you know Xiyue Villa? It is the top manor in Beiyang City."

What attracts the most attention is not the elegant interior decoration of the manor, but its enviable love story.

Legend has it that the owner of the manor built Xiyue Villa for his wife.

He once had nothing, but his wife never left him and shared the hardships with him.

When he was worth millions, his wife fell seriously ill. In order to cure his wife's illness, he sought medical treatment everywhere and even consulted fortune-tellers.

Some people say that to cure a disease, all a lady needs to do is build a manor at a certain location and she will be cured.

In desperation, he tried every possible means and burned incense in every temple he saw. He actually built such a manor and named it Xiyue Villa after his wife.

What a sad and romantic love story! Cheng Cheng was so fascinated that he wanted to go and find out what was going on, but the manor had a membership system and did not easily invite guests in.

I didn’t expect that Zhang Yan’s uncle could actually treat us to a meal at Xiyue Villa. How honorable!

Zhang Hui nodded to Zhang Yan: "I will definitely go."

Zhang Yan didn't expect that she would really agree. She was surprised and happy: "Thank you for agreeing. See you at the entrance of the villa at 8 o'clock tomorrow night."

After finishing what she wanted to say, Zhang Yan turned and left. Zhang Hui looked at her back and guessed that this birthday party would not be a Hongmen Banquet.

At seven o'clock the next evening, Cheng Cheng and Zhang Hui agreed to meet at the pedestrian street. They wanted to buy a birthday present for Zhang Yan here.

There were many shops on the pedestrian street, with all kinds of goods on display. Cheng Cheng was overwhelmed and didn't know what gift to choose.

Zhang Hui was quick. She picked out a cute hairpin, asked the store to pack it, and then casually threw it into a storage bag.

As the time approached, Cheng Cheng finally chose the gift, which was a keychain with a doll. The doll was very cute and beautiful.

Zhang Hui found time to call Xiao Qingze, and Xiao Qingze's clear voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"The principal of the technical school is a cousin of the Zhongzheng Group and is quite wealthy. Xiyue Villa is also under his name, and I don't see anything wrong with it at the moment. Oh, and he has a son who goes to the same school as you."

Zhang Hui thanked him and hung up the phone. Since he couldn't find anything wrong, he would just deal with it as it happened.

It was almost eight o'clock when the two arrived at the villa by taxi.

Zhang Hui and Cheng Cheng walked into the hall and found that many people from their class had come, probably attracted by the reputation of Xiyue Villa.

Like the little host, Zhang Yan invited her classmates to have dinner at Wangyue Pavilion.

Zhang Hui looked around and saw some elegant names such as Weishuang Hall, Xiangsi Garden, Qingming Tower, etc. Although they sounded like buildings and pavilions, they were probably places to eat.

As expected, after entering the Moon-Watching Pavilion, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

The ceiling of the entire room is designed to look like the surface of the moon, with craters of all sizes, bright and dark highlands and lunar seas.

The room is also decorated quite exquisitely, with various small decorations that are very thoughtful, and it is also a suite.

The hall outside is separated by a Chinese-style screen, and there are two sets of round tables and a small stage. Inside are several sofas and reclining chairs, as well as a huge screen.

When everyone was present, Zhang Yan seemed like a different person, without any trace of the timid, weak and helpless image she had on campus.

She said uncharacteristically, "Classmates, just order the dishes and eat and drink well. My parents want everyone to have a good time, so they won't show up. After we've eaten and drunk enough, let's go to the karaoke bar on the third floor to sing, okay?"

"Good!" The students were excited by her words and responded in unison.

Zhang Hui observed silently and found nothing unusual.

The beautifully shaped tableware and the exquisite and lovely plating always make everyone amazed.

After more than a dozen dishes were served, the last dish was a soup named Flying Dragon in the Sky.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but chuckle when she saw that her classmates didn't dare to serve the soup after hearing the name of the soup.

"Don't get me wrong, this flying dragon is not a hazel grouse. It is a national protected animal. Who dares to touch it? This is just a metaphor for good meaning. It's just ordinary chicken soup."

The students suddenly understood and started to taste the soup. They all praised the delicious taste of the soup, saying that it was worthy of being a famous manor in Beiyang.

As soon as she took a sip of the chicken soup, Zhang Hui tasted something wrong. There was medicine in it. It wasn't lethal, and at most it would only make her sleep. So she didn't warn her classmates and prepared to take advantage of the situation.

Ten minutes later, in the huge hall, more than twenty students were lying on the ground in various postures.

Zhang Hui put down the soup spoon with satisfaction and insisted on drinking the last mouthful of delicious chicken soup. Then he reluctantly lay on the table and pretended to faint.