The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

Only Ruolan believed Mengmeng's words. Tiantian saw that Mengmeng's eyes were darting around and her fingers were still clutching something. She could tell at a glance that Mengmeng's distraction was not because of the storybook.

What could have made her lie to Ruolan?

Sweetie's curiosity prevented her from listening to a single word of Ruolan's story.

At night, the sound of the blankets rustling could be heard from the quiet room.

The sound would rise and fall intermittently. Before long, a figure appeared on the wall in the moonlight.

Thankfully, I didn't wake up my mom and sister.

Mengmeng cautiously stretched out her arm and tiptoed out of the room. When she reached the door, she looked at the doorknob and hesitated.

Will the sound of the door opening be too loud? Will it wake up Mom and my sister?

Lost in thought, she was unaware that Sweetie, who was lying flat and sleeping behind her, had turned around and was looking at her.

The longer she hesitated, the worse it would be. After a moment of hesitation, Mengmeng gritted her teeth and nervously turned the doorknob.

Click~

A soft voice sounded in her ear, and Mengmeng's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back into place.

She opened the door a crack, glanced sideways at the bed, and then immediately ducked out.

"noob?"

As soon as Mengmeng stepped out of the room, she saw Xiaobai resting by the door.

Hearing the familiar voice in her sleep, Xiaobai lazily moved her body and raised one eye to glance at Mengmeng in front of her.

Mengmeng squatted down, reached out and picked up Xiaobai from the ground, holding her in her arms. "Xiaobai, why aren't you sleeping in your room?"

The Gu family's floors were covered with warm carpets, but it was still quite cold in the corridor at night due to the wind.

Xiao Bai shifted in her body and asked in return, "Why are you out here instead of sleeping?"

"I need to go into the space to ask the little elf something," Mengmeng said truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Xiaobai fully opened her eyes and looked at Mengmeng clearly, "Because of whom?"

"Tangtang," Mengmeng said, "She lost half of her finger in a car accident, so Tangtang is very self-conscious and afraid of people talking about her finger. So I want to help Tangtang grow the remaining half of her finger back, so that she can be just like a normal person and return to her original cheerful and lively self."

"Then go ask, I'll keep an eye on them for you." Xiaobai leaped from Mengmeng's arms to the ground.

Only Xiaobai knows about the space.

Mengmeng had just returned to her room with Xiaobai when Tiantian opened the door.

Space? What space?

Sweetie looked at the location of Mengmeng's room, closed the door behind her, and prepared to follow.

However, she noticed a figure appearing at the window at the end of the corridor, and she knew that it was Daoist Ziyang who had arrived.

She stopped in her tracks on her way to Mengmeng's room, and then looked back at the direction of her room, conflicted.

The fact that Master Ziyang came to see her at this time must mean something important. There's still a chance for Mengmeng; perhaps Master Ziyang will also find out what the space she mentioned is.

Sweetie turned around and went back to her room.

"Immortal."

The call made the Taoist Master Ziyang, who was sitting on the bed, open his eyes.

"You did a good job today."

My memory was pulled back to the afternoon by that sentence.

The reason why parents surrounded them at the school gate to gossip was all part of Tian Tian's plan. She received a letter from the Purple Sun Immortal that morning, which led to her praying for Ruolan to pick them up from school. However, she was curious why the immortal, whose target had always been Mengmeng, was suddenly focusing on Ruolan.

"Thank you for your recognition, Immortal. I will do my best to handle the rest." As she spoke, Tian Tian glanced at Daoist Ziyang and asked hesitantly, "Immortal, does the Duchess also possess some special abilities?"

Otherwise, if Mengmeng alone could easily bring someone who had been dead for three years back to life, wouldn't the world be in complete chaos?

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't gossip about!" Immortal Ziyang scolded.

What he needs is a pawn that simply gets things done, not a pawn with a host of problems.

Sweetie realized that Master Ziyang was angry, so she quickly knelt down on the ground and said, "Your teachings are right. I have overstepped my bounds. I promise to keep my mouth shut and not ask any more questions I shouldn't have."

"Although Ruolan's resurrection has come to the public's attention, the effect hasn't met my expectations. I can't get involved in news-related matters, but I need you to find a way to reignite the news about the Gu family online." Master Ziyang gave the order.

The task sounds simple, but given her current age, it's still quite challenging. Furthermore, the Gu family's power is far-reaching, making it difficult to contend with such a massive corporation.

"Immortal, you know something..."

"Can't do it?"

Before Tian Tian could even begin to explain the difficulties, Zi Yang cut her off with a single sentence. Seeing the disappointment in Zi Yang Daoist's eyes, she immediately changed her tune, "No, no, I can do it. It just might require some funding."

In this society, money makes the world go round. The reason why others feared the Gu family was precisely because of their money and power.

With a wave of his hand, Master Ziyang conjured a pile of cash on the bed in the room. It was taller than Tian Tian, ​​who stood frozen in surprise, too astonished to move forward.

Are immortals really that rich?

When Tian Tian was rescued by the Taoist Master Ziyang, she stayed in his cave for a few days and ate wild fruits. She always thought that immortals only had magical powers and no money.

Since he can get so much money with a wave of his hand, why doesn't he just hand it over to the news agency and have them re-release the suppressed news?

"Go, pick one up and take a look," Master Ziyang commanded.

Faced with so much cash, Sweetie's heart pounded. She went to the bedside and, with trembling hands, reached out and picked up a stack of cash.

Looking down closely, the bright red hundred-yuan bills had suddenly turned into blank sheets of paper. Sweetie couldn't believe her eyes; she must be hallucinating from surprise. She closed her eyes and opened them again, and the blank sheets of paper returned to being hundred-yuan bills. Just as she exhaled, the hundred-yuan bills miraculously turned back into blank paper.

The changes were faster than a face-changing act, driving Tian Tian's mental state to the brink of madness.

"Immortal, this money?"

"Aren't you wondering why it's money one minute and a blank piece of paper the next?"

Sweetie nodded quickly, showing her curiosity.

“You’re not mistaken, this is just a pile of blank paper, which I’ve simply transformed into the shape of banknotes,” said Master Ziyang.

"Made of paper?" Sweetie was instantly disappointed.

She thought she really had so much money, but before she could even be happy, it all turned into a pile of useless blank paper.