Chapter 52

But even in the face of a blind Mr. Tang, he can't help but show his respect from the bottom of his heart.

But in his respect for Mr. Tang, there is not a trace of his identity that makes the whole Chinese talk about pale.

Although Tang Ziqian was born in the Tang family, which everyone envies to be in power, he never existed because he came from the Tang family, but because he was him.

In front of him, he was deeply impressed by his inherent strategy eight years ago.

Bending down, the young man bowed deeply to the blind Tang Ziqian, and then left the suite.

Tang Ziqian closed his eyes and listened to his footsteps as he left. He could not see clearly. The invisible eyes seemed to be agglomerated into deep black because of the slight pain on his little finger just now.

"Finally Are you coming? "

Turning the ring slowly, Tang Ziqian's face became more and more mysterious in the dim light

Ling Wei is inspired by the sudden burning of the tail ring. She suddenly sits up from the bed and turns on the lamp on the bedside table. She gently leans on the head of the bed to breathe and ponder over the cause of the sudden burning of the tail ring.

She has never felt this kind of pain since the spirit of abstinence was passed on.

Just now, the burning pain was so obvious that she could almost say for sure that the so-called benefactor in the mouth of Jiehun must have appeared in Yunshi, and If there is no accident, it should be near her.

But at the beginning, Ling Wei, who had accepted the inheritance of abstinence spirit at that time, was unprepared and wary.

But what about the good benefactor in Beijing?

This is just to the Cloud City, unexpectedly met this legendary benefactor?

With a sigh, Ling Wei stares at the ring with the light of the desk lamp. She can't help feeling relaxed. Promised to quit the soul thing, always want to finish, now than she expected earlier than some time just, but once come, then settle down.

If we solve this benefactor's problem earlier, she will be able to relax earlier, won't she?

From time to time, I have to think of the benefactor I have never met.

But this tail ring is only burning for a while? And in the dead of night, it burns a wool?

Rubbing her face with both hands, Ling Wei helplessly pours herself a glass of water. After taking a sip, she finds that the tail ring falls into a deep sleep again. Then she slowly steps back to the bed and reaches out to turn off the lamp. She closes her eyes and tells herself to let it be.

The distance between night and day only alternates, there is no exchange.

That night, Ling Wei had a long and ancient dream.

In her dream, the world she lived in was not the present world, but the so-called world of self-cultivation in the mouth of Jiehun. Countless people besieged her and denounced her. It seemed that she would never stop. And just as the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword changed, a white shadow came quickly and took her away.

The white shadow seemed to see nothing, but he knew everything around him, as if his eyes could not see, but his perception was very sensitive.

When she woke up, she couldn't remember the person's face

Holding her forehead, she laughs, but she laughs at herself.

It was after listening to the words of Jie Hun and her own experiences that she had such a fantastic and groundless dream. It is just the so-called thinking every day and dreaming at night.

At last, she attributed her strange dream to the words of the soul.

After rushing into the bathroom and taking a shower, she dressed up and went out of the room.

The rooms of Zhong Bingrong and Li Buwei are connected with her. They are next door. As soon as she comes out of the room, she starts to call them. However, Li Buwei opens the door and comes out.

"Uncle Li..."

Ling Wei didn't finish her words, but she suddenly turned around and looked around her, until her eyes were caught by the quick passing figure at the corner of the corridor. With a tight heart, her heroic eyebrows closed up: "Uncle Li, I'll go out for a while."

And then there's her back running wildly.

Li Buwei looked at her rapidly disappearing figure. Although she had some doubts, she didn't have time to stop her.

Besides, Ling Wei, just at the moment when she wanted to go downstairs to have breakfast with Li Buwei, the tail ring on her little finger was burning again. This time, it was ten times more painful than last night.

From this Ling Wei considers, perhaps the so-called benefactor in the mouth of the soul is not far away.

There was no such pain yesterday, but it was far away.

Ling Wei, who followed her all the way, watched the elevator go directly to the top floor of Jinling Pavilion. Without hesitation, she quickly entered another elevator and then pressed the number of the top floor.

If we say why she has to follow the shadow, then the answer has to wait for her to find the shadow.

At this point, if the benefactor did not know her existence, she would not believe it. Judging from the figure on the corner of the corridor, it was clear that the man had come to lead her on purpose!Between her commitment to the soul and her curiosity about the strange behavior of the so-called benefactor, Ling Wei finally came to the top of Jinling Pavilion.

Every Jinling pavilion has its top floor, and everyone who steps into it knows that the top floor means value or power.

People without wealth can't afford to live on the top floor of Jinling Pavilion. People without power can't get into the top floor of Jinling Pavilion.

Why?

Because there is an unwritten rule in Jinling Pavilion: the top floor is not only a top luxury suite, but also a suite that absolutely protects consumers' privacy and life safety -

Tang Ziqian's tall figure clings to the door and his ears move.

"Ding" after a sound, he thin lips gently pull, evoke a touch of enchanting smile, slowly walked into his exclusive suite.

As he sat on the sofa beside him, he leaned back on the back of his back, with elegant and noble temperament and charming spirit.

Ling Wei walks out of the elevator.