Chapter 341

At about 3 p.m., the front desk called to say that a girl was visiting.

I said let her up.

About two minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Keer wants to open the door. I stop her. "I'll open it."

Keer nodded. "Well."

I came to the door and opened the door. There was a tall girl with a cap on her tongue. She was very fashionable. Although she was in winter, she could not hide her perfect figure.

"You are?" I asked.

She looked up at me coolly.

I was stunned. "Anbai?"

"Anbai is my sister, my name is Anyu," she said lukewarm, "you are Wuzheng?"

I blushed and coughed, "er... It's me."

"My father asked me to pick you up." she glanced at Ke'er behind me. "You're the only one."

"OK," I nodded. "Let's go."

Keer hurriedly pulled me, "young master, you..."

"it's OK", I smiled at her, "you wait for me here, I'll talk with Uncle Jiu and come back."

But the son hesitated for a while, looked at an Yu outside the door, had to nod, "OK, be careful."

"Don't worry," I look at Anyu. "Let's go."

"Wait a minute", an Yu looks at me, "is that how to go?"

I thought about it, took out the talisman, gave it to Ke'er, and told her, "it's burnt."

Ke'er takes a look at an Yu, turns around and enters the living room, takes the match and comes back, burns the Fu in front of an Yu.

"All right?" I asked Anyu.

She was satisfied. "Let's go."

We went downstairs together to the parking lot, got on a red Porsche and drove out of Xijing Washington.

On the way, I can't stop looking at Anyu. She looks like anbai, but she is more beautiful than anbai. My heart says that uncle Jiushu will give birth to these two daughters. They are all beautiful.

Anyu found that I was looking at her, a little unhappy, "what do you think I do?"

"You look like your sister," I said. "Are you sisters?"

"Has it anything to do with you?" She asked coldly.

I don't look at her. "It doesn't matter."

She stopped talking.

I can understand that in her eyes, I am the one who stops them from avenging her sister, and it's normal for me to have an opinion.

It's just this embarrassment. I don't like it very much.

"How old are you?" I asked her.

"Seventeen," she said lightly.

"I'm one year older than you," I said.

She made a sound and stopped talking again.

My heart says forget it. If other girls don't care about me, I won't bother myself.

There was no words on the road. About an hour later, she drove into a yard and stopped.

This is a very old house, but the decoration is very fashionable. There is a sign at the door with two words on it - about it.

This is a bar.

She unbuckled her seat belt, looked at me, opened the door and got out of the car. "Let's go."

I didn't speak. I opened the door and got out of the car. I followed her in.

After entering the door, a young man came to meet me, looked at me and asked "an Yu," this is it

"His name is Wu Zheng, the grandson of four grandfathers," said an Yu. "Where's my father?"

"Oh, master is inside, old seat," said the young man, looking at me with unfriendly eyes.

Anyu looks at me. "Follow me."

I nodded. "OK."

We walked around the young man into the bar and down the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor is very quiet. I saw a man in his fifties sitting at a table near the window with a picture in his hand. He was entranced.

Needless to say, this is my uncle, an Zhijie.