Don't mess with her, she is the god in charge of the golden finger!

Just when Si Ling's career was booming and she was sighing that this world was meant to be a place for enjoyment, she suddenly received news and an invitation from her high school classmates who were going to hold a class reunion.

Having nothing to do, Si Ling accepted the invitation.

The party was in three days, and thinking that she wouldn’t be able to do the live broadcast that day, she decided to do an extra hour of live broadcast in the next two days.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the day of the class reunion.

The class monitor who organized this gathering asked others to set the meeting time at 11 o'clock in the morning, saying that they would have lunch first, then chat and play until dinner in the evening before ending the party. He wanted everyone to have more time to meet and spend time together.

Si Ling had no objection, so he simply packed up and went to the appointment.

The hotel we chose for the party was pretty good, with a one-stop service for eating, drinking and having fun. Everyone could play there until they left at night. Those who didn't want to leave or couldn't leave could book a room there to rest.

"Wow, look who's here, Master Si Ling, it's Master Si Ling!"

"I never thought that Si Ling, who was not good at speaking and introverted, would have such great fortune. Now it is almost as difficult as ascending to heaven to see you."

"If it weren't for this class reunion, I don't know when I would be able to see you again."

As soon as Si Ling pushed open the door of the box, the classmates who arrived earlier started to make all kinds of jokes.

There were a lot of people, and everyone looked at her differently.

Envy, jealousy and even hatred. It turns out that class reunions are more social than society.

Si Ling chuckled: "It's been a long time since we last met. I'm surprised you still remember me."

"Hahaha, you're so famous now, we'd be crazy if we didn't remember you. Now if we go out and tell others that we're your classmates, you won't know how envious others will be."

"Si Ling, you are even more beautiful than on TV. It's like you've become a completely different person."

"I have so many treasures. Isn't it easy to become beautiful and rich?"

"I heard that Lu Ting will also be here this time, I wonder..."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people looked at Si Ling with mocking eyes.

Si Ling's eyebrows jumped. Lu Ting?

Oh, now I remember, the person I had a crush on for many years but failed to confess my love to.

Thinking of the man who had been haunting the original body since high school and who was the first man the original body got after she obtained the fortune-telling system and became beautiful and rich, Si Ling really wanted to roll her eyes.

But before they could roll their eyes, the door of the box that had not been opened for a long time was pushed open, and a tall and graceful man appeared in front of everyone.

"Sorry, I was delayed by something on the way. I will drink three cups as punishment later."

The monitor smiled and stood up: "You are not late, why punish you? Come and sit over here."

Lu Ting nodded and sat down in the only remaining empty seat.

Si Ling watched this person sit next to her, and she didn't know when the person who sat next to her before ran away.

Wow, this is really fun.

The hotel waiters began to serve the dishes, and a group of people were chatting animatedly around the huge round table.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Ok?

Si Ling turned her head to look at Lu Ting who greeted her and extended his hand. She smiled and gently shook his hand: "It's been a long time since we last met."

Seeing Dian Si Ling's hand withdrawn quickly, Lu Ting's eyes flashed: "You have changed a lot."

"Everyone changes, and you've changed a lot, too."

At the very least, Lu Ting in the past would not take the initiative to greet her or chat with her.

Si Ling's perfunctory words and attitude made Lu Ting's mouth curl slightly. He nodded and turned to communicate with other people.

Because of Si Ling's current identity, many people want to chat with her but dare not do so. They can only look at her from time to time, and the atmosphere on the scene is a bit weird.

Si Ling didn't care and didn't want to care.

She just wanted to experience the charm of a class reunion, so she came here to have fun. Now it seems quite boring.

Because the pretentiousness and bragging that she wanted to see did not appear.

Based on her observations during her many years as a ghost, class reunions are a place where a group of old acquaintances show off and compete with each other.

Those who have some ability would like to be admired and envied by their former classmates who stood at the same starting line as them. Those who don’t have any ability can only be forced to watch them show off and then think in their hearts that they will not attend such activities next time.

I don’t know if it was because of her presence this time that those scenes did not appear, causing this class reunion to become a relatively simple meeting and exchange between classmates.

In fact, many people present here don’t want to show off and brag.

It’s because there is Si Ling, the ceiling!

With such extraordinary humans around, it would only be embarrassing for them if they continued to pretend and brag.

They have more important purposes than those.

If Si Ling didn't come, they wouldn't be able to say anything, but now that she is here, as a college classmate for four years, it's okay to ask her for help or something, right?

Everyone had their own ideas and began to test each other during the meal.

As a result, Si Ling was like a panacea, and he fended off everyone without leaving a trace.

I wanted her to invest in my project, but she said all the available funds had been donated to the disaster areas.

We asked her to help us look at and point out which area of future development could help us make money and change our lives. She said she doesn't do it privately, and if we want to have our fortune told, we have to go to her live broadcast room and draw a lucky bag.

He hinted that he wanted to buy a few Beijing hukou from her, but she said that they could only be given to direct relatives...

No matter what people say, she has an answer that leaves you speechless.

After the meal, no one gained anything.

Si Ling wanted to laugh as he looked at the group of people with different expressions.

To be honest, the relationship between them was not good. It was only because she was promising that these people put aside their own pride and played the emotional card, wanting to ask her for help.

I'm just sorry. Apart from her family, she didn't even help her relatives and friends. How could she help these people who she had only been with for four years?

However, as Master Si Ling, it is still okay for her to pay for today's consumption, so as to avoid the news that she attended a class reunion but did not pay the bill getting out, and people would say she is stingy behind her back.

Thinking of this, Si Ling picked up the drink, stood up and said with a smile: "I will be very busy in the future, I am afraid I will not have the opportunity to attend the class reunion again."

Most people forced themselves to smile, as they didn't expect that Si Ling's opening her mouth would block everyone's chance to meet her in the future.

"I'm sorry that I didn't help you all during this meeting, so feel free to eat and have fun today. I'll pay for all the expenses."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Ting picked up his glass and stood up: "Thank you, Si Ling."

Well, Lu Ting has expressed his opinion, what else can others say?

Everyone could only raise their glasses and stand up, drinking the wine and drinks in their glasses together.

Si Ling did what he said and immediately called the waiter and ordered several servings of all the dishes that had not been ordered on the table.

We ordered one portion after another of various top-notch ingredients that most people wouldn’t be able to afford.

She was generous enough to order a dozen bottles of fine wine worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

In the blink of an eye, two to three million was spent on food alone.