My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Murong Wan smiled and said: "You seem to be quite high-profile recently, it doesn't matter where you heard about it."

"you……"

Yang Feng's eyes became a little sharp.

He looked at the woman in front of him carefully.

This pair of gentle eyes seems to be able to see through his own thoughts.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yang Feng felt something was wrong.

Murong Wan picked up an antique at this time, and while playing with it, she whispered: "Are you really not afraid of being discovered?"

"Found what?"

"Your secret."

Murong Wan's relaxed words.

Yang Feng's heart trembled, but he still calmly said: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Really."

Murong Wan handed a ceramic bowl to Yang Feng and asked, "Can you help me see which dynasty this is from?"

"I am not interested."

"Rejection is too hurtful."

Murong Wan was not angry.

Yang Feng felt more and more weird about her.

Finally, he remembered something and asked, "Are you from the Superpower Investigation Bureau?"

"You are very smart. Do you feel that I am different from ordinary people?"

Murong Wan said halfway, then she changed her words: "Oh no, I shouldn't say feeling, I should say seeing, right?"

"you!"

Yang Feng realized something at this time.

Could it be that this woman has discovered that her eyes are special! ?

Murong Wan shook her head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I just happened to walk in when I was wandering around. I didn't come to investigate you. I won't disturb you when you buy something, right?"

Her smile was still so gentle.

But in Yang Feng's eyes.

This woman is scarier than anyone else.

"Don't you want to buy something?"

Murong Wan pointed around.

Yang Feng took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to buy it."

He said and looked at Murong Wan carefully.

The latter had been looking at the antiques in the store at this time and didn't seem to bother him anymore.

"Can I...please go outside for a drink?"

Yang Feng asked.

Murong Wan slowly put down the antiques with her white hands, nodded and said, "You are asking me out."

"I just...have something to ask you."

Yang Feng's face suddenly turned red when he was told this.

He also felt that he was suspected of picking up girls.

Murong Wan pointed to the opposite side and said, "Then can we go to the teahouse opposite?"

"it is good."

Yang Feng readily agreed.

But after the two left here, Huang Wenhao and his boss happened to come down from upstairs.

"Mr. Huang, this is the best store-building treasure among the things we can sell. If you give it to Mr. Lin, you will definitely be shocked."

Wu Sheng was praising.

Huang Wenhao laughed loudly and said: "Haha, please help me wrap it up right away. I will be of great use tonight."

"Yes, I'll have someone prepare it right away."

The boss agreed immediately.

Yang Feng didn't know yet that Huang Wenhao, who came in just now, was the young master who was going to attend the same dinner party with him.

In the old teahouse opposite the antique shop.

Yang Feng found a seat by the window.

At this time, he seemed a little nervous in front of Murong Wan.

This is not because of Murong Wan's identity.

But he felt that this woman was different from anyone he had met before.

"Boss, give us two cups of Tieguanyin and some refreshments."

Murong Wan is welcome.

Looking back, she found that Yang Feng was still looking at her.

"It doesn't seem very polite to keep staring at a girl's face."

Murong Wan joked.

Yang Feng coughed dryly and said, "Sorry, I actually want to ask...about those people."

"Are you talking about the people who collect antiques?"

Murong Wan asked.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "They seem to have a special purpose, but I don't know what their purpose is."

"Actually, we don't know this either."

Murong Wan was a little helpless and said: "But according to our research, it is possible that in ancient times, there was a very special group of people who relied on the breath of nature to practice, that is, the spiritual energy in those antiques."

"Um……"

"However, it may be that due to some kind of accident, this kind of aura disappeared in the world, but the essence of aura is a bit of natural spirituality, so they may be attached to some engraved words or paintings by masters."

Murong Wan said, and then added: "For example, the painting saint Wu Daozi has a spirit in his paintings, so most of his paintings are full of spirit."

"Who are they?"

"I don't know. We have rarely fought against them, but at least it is certain that they may have Western blood sacrificers and island shikigami. As for the purpose, it may be to increase their strength."

Murong Wan didn't seem to hide anything from Yang Feng.

This made Yang Feng look at her in surprise and said, "This should be your secret, why did you tell me so easily?"

"Because I also know your secret, isn't it even?"

Murong Wan replied with a smile.

Yang Feng felt that this woman was getting more and more terrifying.

But it was also at this time that he suddenly felt a familiar aura on Murong Wan's body.

This familiar aura was different from the two from the Super Power Investigation Bureau.

Those two people are just carrying some impurities in their veins.

But the spiritual energy in Murong Wan was very pure.

Exactly the same as myself!

"you!"

Yang Feng suddenly realized something.

"I'm different from you. Maybe you are luckier than me."

Murong Wan smiled.

Yang Feng never thought that there was such a person besides himself.

At this moment, he felt pleasantly surprised.

There was a bit of frustration.

But he was still very patient and asked many questions about these antique auras.

What Yang Feng didn't know was that while he was chatting with Murong Wan, two very familiar figures walked over outside the window of the teahouse.

Lin Xue and Li Wenfei.

"Hey, Xiaoxue, do you think the person over there is Yang Feng?"

Li Wenfei suddenly discovered Yang Feng's figure.

Lin Xue turned around and was a little surprised to see Yang Feng here.

When he was about to go up to say hello, he realized that Murong Wan was sitting opposite him.

This woman was no less beautiful than herself, and she was smiling all over her face. She seemed to be talking about something happy with Yang Feng.

"It seems like he is more popular than expected."

Li Wenfei joked.

Lin Xue's face was as cold as ever, she turned her head and said, "It has nothing to do with us."

"Hey, Xiaoxue, do you really think so?"

"Hurry up and go back to the company after picking up your things. I have work in the afternoon."

Lin Xue walked forward.

Her determined look made Li Wenfei feel helpless and followed her with open hands.

At this moment, Murong Wan raised a smile on her lips, squinted her eyes and said, "It seems that someone misunderstood."

"what?"

"You should know by night."

Murong Wan's smile revealed a little bit of amusement.