Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

inside the car.

'Click——'

Su Qiao had just settled down when she heard the car windows and doors being locked.

Xiao Siyan pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his long fingers, "My personal habit is that if anything happens to me, the group and the Xiao family will be in trouble."

Sitting in this position, even his personal health status is a secret...

Xiao Siyan is no longer a person, he is just a symbol like an emperor and nobleman.

Su Qiao looked at Xiao Siyan. Judging from his appearance for the past twenty-seven years, he seemed to be born with a noble character, but underneath the overwhelming wealth, he was surrounded by dangers.

Twenty-seven years...

Su Qiao couldn't help but feel sad for him.

"Brother." She spoke softly and asked him, "Have you lived for yourself one day in all these years?"

Xiao Siyan had just opened the cabinet at hand, and when he heard this sentence, his fingertips paused.

This question... not long ago, someone also asked him.

At Qinghuan Tea House.

He didn't deliberately remember the scene when he met Xu Qinghuan that night, but he couldn't forget it.

He couldn't even forget the scent of tea on her body...

The moon was closing in the cold window, and a few rays of silver light filtered in through the gaps in the carvings.

Xu Qinghuan sat opposite him and poured tea for him.

The fragrance of tea floats, the woman's white skirt is plain gauze, her long hair is raised up by a wooden hairpin, she looks like something out of an ancient painting.

Every move is like a painting.

Xu Qinghuan has this dusty temperament

Xiao Siyan leaned on the chair, his eyes calm and restrained, but he did not move away from her for a moment.

She is undoubtedly beautiful and has a good figure.

But the most important thing around him is the beautiful women throwing themselves into his arms...Xu Qinghuan is not a stunning beauty.

But she is special enough.

It's so special that you can hook him just by your voice, and you can make him come to an appointment unconditionally with just one phone call.

But outside the teahouse, the Xiao family's bodyguards were still guarding.

His identity does not allow him to make any mistakes.

Xu Qinghuan naturally saw the bodyguard in black standing outside like a door god.

From the corner of her eye, she looked over and smiled softly, as if pity.

He asked her: ‘What are you laughing at? ’

Xu Qinghuan put down the teapot in his hand and looked at him, 'Xiao Siyan, in all these years, have you ever lived for yourself one day? ’

She said: 'I feel sorry for you. ’

When she said this, the woman's eyes showed real sadness.

She feels sorry for him...

Huh, feel sorry for him?

Many people envied him Xiao Siyan.

Nameless anger surged up almost instantly, but Xiao Siyan sobered up instantly.

How could he be made embarrassed by an insignificant woman with just one sentence?

……

Pulling away from his memories, Xiao Siyan lowered his eyelids heavily and responded to Su Qiao lightly: "Not everyone in this world can live as they please. In my heart, the Xiao family and the group are more important than anything else...including Myself."

"elder brother……"

Su Qiao wanted to say something else, but Xiao Siyan had no intention of continuing the conversation.

His life had already been planned the moment he was born. He was born in the clouds. He could not make a wrong step on the Qingyun Ladder that supported the wind!

"Look at this for me." Xiao Siyan took out an exquisite ebony tea box and handed it to Su Qiao, "Do you know this kind of tea?"

Inside the tea box, there are tea leaves that are dark red like dried blood, one petal at a time, with the tail ends slightly curled up, shaped like petals that are about to bloom but have not yet bloomed.

These are indeed flower petals...

Su Qiao recognized it at a glance. It was a ghost flower on the banks of the Wangchuan River. The flower bloomed in three stages: growth, rest, and fall.

In Xiao Siyan's box, he picked the '生' segment.

Sealed with Po Meng's cold breath blood.

Xu Qinghuan...

"It seems we know each other." Xiao Siyan read the answer from Su Qiao's expression and said calmly, "Since three years ago, every time the seasons change, I will receive a box of tea like this. Check it out. I have searched everywhere for famous tea, but no one knows what kind of tea this is..."

Xiao Siyan glanced at Su Qiao, paused, seemed to be weighing something, and after a moment, he whispered: "This tea can cure my illness."

Su Qiao was startled and a little unbelievable, "But I have seen your face. You are born with noble bones and have a lifetime of prosperity. You have no serious illness or serious illness..."

"Xiao Qiao, you are not the only magician in this world. The Xiao family is not the only one who can hire masters in the secret art of Feng Shui."

Regarding metaphysics, except for those crazy critics like Shen Xiujin, people in high positions like them would more or less believe in it and be in awe of it.

Many high-ranking families even have specialized Feng Shui masters...sometimes disguising them as secretaries and taking them to important business meetings.

There are even some people with evil intentions who will use metaphysics and secret techniques to harm their opponents for their own selfish desires.

Such people are not rare.

The vanity fair of wealth and glitz is like a pink skull. If you peel off the skin, it will be filled with lice jumping up and down, and pus-filled acne...

As for the Xiao family, their big trees attracted the wind, and they were a thorn in the side of many people.

"Do you remember what I told you? When I was a child, I had a high fever and was about to die. It was my father... Xiao Yunhe who took me to Yushen Mountain and saved me. From then on, I would go to Yushen Mountain every winter and summer vacation. Do you live on the sacred mountain?"

Su Qiao slowly reacted.

"So, the real cause of your illness and fever is that you were harmed by someone using evil magic."

"Yes. It was a blood curse cast by a wizard invited from Nanyang."

Su Qiao frowned upon hearing this.

The blood curse is a very vicious spell. The first symptom is a high fever that does not go away. Then it will start to fester from the internal organs, bleed from the seven orifices, and finally die...

Although it happened many years ago, Xiao Siyan still remembers the pain at that time very clearly...