Sister, look at him!

Chapter 233: The tycoon Jin in the urban supernatural novel 7

After finally seeing off the two lovely girls, He Qingwan stood there and looked around. "Are we going in through the secret tunnel?"

Wen Guzhi's eyes were clear: "They said they would come to pick me up."

"Hello, is this Ms. Wen?"

As soon as they mentioned the devil, a young man wearing a loose pink short-sleeved shirt and the same floral shorts as Patrick Star, wearing a pair of flip-flops, and holding a photo in his hand, stood in front of the two people.

Although the weather is getting hot now, it is still far from being hot enough to wear shorts.

"I am He, and I have some relationship with Empress Dowager Chen Zhao. I need to bring her in with me."

Wen Guzhi controlled the wheelchair to face the young man who came to pick her up.

"The He family in Beijing is related to Empress Dowager Chen Zhao, and everyone knows this." The young man was unmoved. "Ms. Wen, you signed a confidentiality agreement, so you didn't tell anyone, did you?"

Wen Guzhi controlled the wheelchair to dodge, revealing He Qingwan standing behind him, "Look at her carefully."

What's wrong with looking carefully?

The young man casually shifted his gaze to He Qingwan's face.

It seems a little familiar, but it’s not right!

"Please come this way." The young man became serious and made a gesture of invitation.

He Qingwan sighed inwardly, [Liuliu, next time we won’t look for someone from the same world. It’s too troublesome.]

【T^T Sorry Hebao, I will definitely look carefully next time. 】

We got on the sightseeing bus and drove slowly into the depths of the scenic spot. After about ten to twenty minutes, an antique building came into view.

The two-story building was very similar in style to the buildings in the capital of the Tianqi Dynasty in the last world. There was a plaque hanging on it with the three characters "Shaoguang Garden" written in a flamboyant style.

"You guys sit down first, I'll go inside to call my master." The young man poured a cup of tea for He Qingwan and the other man before walking hurriedly inside. He even dropped one of his shoes because he ran so fast.

"His attitude is so strange." He Qingwan deliberately asked Wen Guzhi, "Does Zhizhi know the reason?"

Wen Guzhi could not lie, nor did she want to lie to He Qingwan, but she did not know how to say it, so she lowered her head and looked around, "Ah, Qingqing, your bracelet is so beautiful!"

As a beautiful vase, the original owner's first reaction when hearing others praising her was pride. No matter what she was doing or what question she asked others, she would forget it in an instant.

He Qingwan also felt that Dou Wen Gu Zhi was quite boring, so he raised his head proudly like the original owner, "Right, this is our family heirloom. It was supposed to be given to my eldest sister, but she felt sorry for me and gave it to me."

"It looks good." Wen Guzhi grabbed He Qingwan's wrist and observed it carefully. She was not lying. This bracelet was indeed amazing and had spiritual energy. Normally, no one would dare to touch it with strange things, unless it was something particularly tricky and dirty.

Just like the long-haired female ghost that night.

There was a sudden commotion in the inner room, followed by a graceful and pretty lady in a skirt crawling towards He Qingwan in a strange posture.

Climb...over here.

"What are you doing!"

He Qingwan was so scared that he raised his legs.

"Just a little more, just a little more. I'm not used to wearing high heels." The beauty took off her shoes while sitting on the spot and stood up with difficulty.

Without waiting for He Qingwan to recover, she bent down and leaned her head forward, forehead to forehead and nose to nose.

He Qingwan: "What did you just eat?"

Beauty: "Leek box."

"...I want to complain about you." He Qingwan pushed away the beauty whose appearance was extremely inconsistent with her behavior.

"No, Queen Mother, my salary is not much to begin with, if you deduct it any more, it will be gone." The beauty panicked, she sat on the ground and started crying, "Wow, life is so tiring, I don't want to be a human being anymore."

He Qing took a look at the beauty that night and found that she was not a human, but a demon, a Wutong tree demon with a thousand-year-old cultivation.

"Master, please don't embarrass yourself. Do you know what people say about me outside? Every time I quarrel with them, I can't raise my head when they mention you." The young man almost knelt down and begged the Wutong tree demon to stand up.

It's good enough that there are ghosts in the low-level spiritual world, why are there monsters? What's wrong with this world?

He Qingwan looked a little dazed. This world was so chaotic. She wanted to escape. [Liuliu, can you find the little ghost who killed the original owner? I have to finish my mission and leave quickly. This world is so chaotic. My mind is also in a mess.]

[Hebao, I'll try my best to find you! Just hold on for a while.]

"Empress Dowager, Imperial Concubine! Don't you remember me? You once watered me. I am the sycamore tree in your yard!"

The Wutong tree demon burst into tears, "Wuwuwu, if you don't remember me, I might as well die! I won't live anymore!"

What a stupid world, destroy it.

He Qingwan stood up expressionlessly and walked out the door. The computer was behind Wen Guzhi's wheelchair and she was too lazy to waste time getting it.

"Empress Dowager—" the Wutong Tree Demon stretched out his voice.

He Qingwan couldn't help but stop and stood there, took a deep breath, and turned around. What she saw was the Wutong tree demon with tears and snot all over its face. He Qingwan looked away, unable to bear it. She couldn't bear to see beautiful things being ruined.

"First, I don't know the Empress Dowager or Imperial Consort you're talking about. Second, the way you crawled over here looked like the weirdos in the movie, which was scary. Third, you look mentally unstable. My sister told me to stay away from mental illness."

After saying that, He Qingwan turned around and continued walking out.

The young man slid and knelt on one knee to block He Qingwan. He tilted his mouth and smiled evilly, "Don't you want to know what we mean?"

He Qingwan: "No, thank you. If you don't move out of the way, I'll call the police."

"Qingqing, just stay here. Actually, your identity is a bit complicated." Wen Guzhi couldn't help but persuade her. It was very safe here and no evil spirits could get in. She was afraid that He Qing would run into the male ghost again if she went out late.

"What's complicated? I'm Miss Qingwan, the daughter of the He family! Other than that, there's nothing else!" He Qingwan said loudly.

The original owner never called herself the Second Miss, nor did she allow others to call her that. He Tunan used to call her Second Sister, but only after the original owner strongly protested did he remove the word "Second Sister".

Because the less people have, the more they care about things. The original owner was not very smart, so she cared a lot about people saying she was stupid. The word "two" has an ambiguous meaning, so the original owner did not like it and always asked others to call her Miss Qing Wan.

"You are the reincarnation of Empress Dowager Chen Zhao. His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu has also returned, Empress Dowager, he is here to find you!"

The Wutong tree demon was very worried.