Silver Ring Pavilion.

The top five restaurants in Qingjiang are famous for their highly confidential environment and excellent dishes. Most of the people who come here are rich or expensive. Just making a reservation requires waiting for nearly half a year. Many people think that

, if you can come to Yinhuan Pavilion once in your lifetime, it will not be a waste of your life.

After Song Wangyou told the front desk who invited him, he was taken to the private room on the third floor. The interior was simple and clean, with a unified Chinese style. A hollow shelf of blue and white porcelain from the Song Dynasty was placed by the window, and a picture was placed in the middle.

A round table made of pear wood, with three teacups and a teapot placed on it.

As soon as she walked in, she was the first to see the young man sitting next to He Wenqing. He was wearing an expensive custom-made suit, with delicate features and a sense of nobility in his movements.

At this time, the man also noticed Song Wangyou.

The girl seemed to have just entered the campus, green and beautiful, which made him subconsciously ask: "Did you go to the wrong box?"

He Wenqing stood up and introduced: "This is the Master Song I just told you about. Despite her young age, she is very capable." Then, he pointed to his good friend, "He is Feng Fang.

I have been friends with you for several years."

After Song Wangyou left that day, he remembered that the name sounded familiar to him, so he did a little research and found out that the other party was the child of his friend, the leader of the Lu family. He was even more shocked. After all, the person he saw with his own eyes was really real.

It's different from what other people call crazy people.

He is clearly organized and possesses skills, so how can he be a lunatic?

Feng Fang opened his eyes wide and said: "So young? Are you sure? You are not being deceived, are you? Maybe it is just a coincidence that she can cure your sister. I have met many fortune-telling masters, but not like this

Young, can she really do that?"

He looked at Song Wangyou again, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a master-level figure, but rather like a popular little flower. His friends had said that Song Wangyou was young, but he never expected that he would be so young, too young.

Already?

"Are you doubting my ability to judge people? I'm sure and certain that she is much more reliable than the people you found before."

He Wenqing patted his chest and assured, "Master Song, please don't take his words to heart. He is just a straightforward person and does not mean any harm."

Song Wangyou nodded. Anyway, she was used to it. She would retort a few words at first, but later she would understand. Moreover, she was not an unreasonable person.

While observing Feng Fang's face, she said calmly: "Mr. He came to me because of you, right? Have you been having trouble doing anything recently? You also lost a lot of money due to investment problems, and you also have problems sleeping.

, so much so that I have to take medicine to fall asleep.”

How could she know?!

Feng Fang felt that his friend must have accidentally leaked the news, so he gave He Wenqing a look of settling accounts. He Wenqing shrugged helplessly. He and Master Song had only met each other a few times, and there was no way he would have the opportunity to say these things again.

The reporter said that he is not a big-mouthed person.

If the other party knows it, it must have been calculated!

At this time, Song Wangyou's status in his heart was lifted up again. He could know why Feng Fang was troubled without even asking. This was amazing!

"So, is he also obsessed with Ah Piao?"

Feng Fang raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Don't tell me what Ah Piao is. I asked a famous master to take a look. I don't have anything like Ah Piao on my body. I'm very curious, how did you see me?"

Is there a problem? Don’t you Xuanmen people always pay attention to being reasonable? If it doesn’t make sense, I will only think that Wen Qing said something to you.”

"It's very simple."

Song Wangyou found a place to sit down and said: "The complexion is gloomy, there are red bloodshot eyes, the ears are dusty, and the cheekbones are gray. Not only does it mean that you have lost money, but you are also having bad luck. It's obvious, isn't it?"

Is it really that simple?

He Wenqing went to see his friend according to what she said, but found that there was nothing wrong at all. His face looked normal, his ears were very clean, and weren't his cheekbones the same color as his skin? He rubbed it

Eyes, but the results are still unchanged.

Is this a Muggle?

Feng Fang also looked at himself in the glass curiously, and had the same doubts as He Wenqing.

But the suspicion in his heart was still not dispelled, and he said: "I can't tell what you are telling me. If you can tell something that Wen Qing doesn't know, I will believe you."

Whether he believed it or not was not important to Song Wangyou.

He Wenqing also understood that his friend was rude, but who told Feng Fang that the master he was looking for could not tell what happened to his friend? He lowered his attitude and said: "Can you trouble Master Song to help me again? If this continues

, I’m even afraid that he will die suddenly one day, do you think he’s just selling me a favor?”

Song Wangyou lowered his eyes, thinking about whether this favor was worth it and whether she would be able to use him in the future.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Okay, will the same person appear in Mr. Feng's dream? Although he can't see his face clearly, and the background is from the past, he should be a young master from a wealthy family."

She took off her gloves, raised Feng Fang's face, and said: "He wants to drag you to hell with him. You can even clearly feel that your soul is being pulled. You are afraid of him. You are afraid that he will actually quietly fall asleep next time."

Die silently, he hates you, he... wants to kill you."

"You will be killed by me."

In an instant, Feng Fang's face turned as white as wallpaper, his pupils shrank suddenly, and cold sweat soaked his back. These were the exact words said by that person! Why would she know?! It was like her own memory

It’s like the other party saw it! These are things he hasn’t told anyone else!

Who is this person in front of me?

He took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "I admit, I was wrong this time. Wenqing, you found a real master. The man in the dream did look like an ancient young master, and he really said he could

Kill me, he hates me, I don’t know why he hates me, I don’t know him at all.”

He Wenqing was also shocked!

Can you actually see it in such detail!?

Although he knew that Song Wangyou was very powerful, he never imagined that he would be so powerful! He could say these things after only being in contact with his friend for a few seconds. He finally got her sister to cooperate last time, but this time the results came directly! He felt that the world

Is it too fantasy, or is God too partial to this metaphysical girl?

This time, Feng Fang's attitude became much better. He asked cautiously: "I always thought that I was overthinking, because the master before said that it was my bad luck. I just have to wait until I get through this period. Meng Fang

It's just because I thought too much that I met the same person, so is he right?"
Chapter completed!