"Haha... Miss Mei Xi, please stop having wild imaginations. Forget about you, even the governor's daughter may not be able to compete with our young master. I'm sorry, I don't mean anything by this. Our young master is a single son of three generations. In this world, Ye

He has many descendants, but when it comes to bloodlines, only our young master’s bloodline is without impurities. The young master got married the year before last, and he married Princess of the Uranala family, so he is a perfect match!”

Dayong's words sent Lin Meixi's heart into such a low state that she couldn't even climb back up.

Lin Meixi pouted, it seemed that this tall, handsome and rich man was destined to be beyond his reach.

Lin Meixi used your satellite phone in the club to call Chen Xiaomiao. Her best friend was really anxious and said that she would call the police if there was no news about her. Lin Meixi made up a lie and told her that she had relatives at home in Changbai Mountain and that she had time yesterday.

There was no signal on the phone so I forgot about it.

Nalanhong's private club is so luxurious. The first floor is the hot spring area, which is divided into four baths. The second floor is the guest room and restaurant, and the third floor is the modern entertainment room and gym. There are more than 20 servants taking care of the entire club.

Now, there are five or six cooks alone. They can cook any dish that Lin Meixi can name.

This girl is going to have a good time this time. After a night of suffering, it's worth it to get to know such a high-status friend and enjoy the VIP experience again.

At dawn, Lin Meixi's belly was plump and her mouth was oily. She didn't look like a lady at all. She was sitting comfortably in the hot spring pool with her eyes closed, all she thought about was this handsome Manchu guy.

The pure natural hot springs in Changbai Mountain are rich in minerals. These minerals are easily absorbed by the human body after being processed by high-tech equipment in the hot spring club. Lin Meixi's body became soft after soaking, and her consciousness gradually became blurred. After a while,

Just fell into dreamland.

The dream was still the same, but the white dragon in the dream seemed to be much more weathered than before. Its eyes were full of death. It was walking in the air and looking at Lin Meixi, as if it had something to say to her...

…

"Miss Meixi, wake up, wake up." She was woken up by a gentle voice in her ear.

Opening his eyes and looking sideways, he saw a sweet-looking girl standing on the hot spring pool. This girl seemed to be about the same age as him, but her temperament also revealed maturity.

"It looks like, it really looks like, I thought she was back! No wonder Brother Lan said that today's trip was worth it." The girl also sighed at Mei Xi's appearance. She took out a big bath towel from the cabinet and handed it to her.

Lin Meixi.

"Who are you……?"

The girl smiled and reached out her hand to pat Mei Xi kindly. "Hello, my name is Nan Haiyue, and I am Nalanhong's wife. It's dawn, and Brother Lan asked me to find some clothes for you."

As expected of a lady, this Ulanala spoke softly and softly, as if she were her own sister.

"Are you Ulanara Gege?"

"Haha... Sister Mei Xi, don't be polite. What's wrong with you? The previous dynasty has been dead for a hundred years. Don't worry about the old etiquette. Quickly, wipe yourself clean and try on the clothes my sister prepared for you. There is nothing good in the mountains.

The clothes were all bought for me by Brother Lan years ago. I haven't had time to wear them yet, but we are about the same figure, so you should be able to wear them." Nan Haiyue smiled, and her beautiful big eyes turned into two crescents, and Mei Xi couldn't help but

He said that she and Nalan Hongcai were a match made in heaven.

"Sister Haiyue, can I wear my old clothes? Isn't it good to wear yours when we meet for the first time?" Mei Xi was a little embarrassed. Nan Haiyue's clothes are all international famous brands, I'm afraid this is not the case.

A pair of small boots cost hundreds of thousands, and she couldn't afford to wear them for fear of being torn and unable to return them.

Haiyue wiped Mei Xi's wet hair as she did for her own sister, and then combed it for her with a comb. "Good sister, just wear my sister's clothes. Are your clothes... too dirty? I will take care of you later."

When meeting distinguished guests, please don’t try to practice etiquette, be good.”

There was Haiyue's personal makeup artist in the club. The makeup artist worked on Mei Xi for nearly half an hour. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she was no longer the same dirty girl with a dirty face and shabby clothes. It was as if Cinderella had already disappeared.

She became a little princess. The makeup artist gave Mei Xi a neat short hair, and she also wore a cute bear hairpin on top of her head, which made this little girl even more delicate.

"Haiyue, are you okay? Wushuang should be here, and it's time for us to set off." Nalanhong asked them standing in front of the door.

After the two girls came out of the dressing room, Nalanhong was dumbfounded. He said that this little girl was even more beautiful than a beauty if she played with it a little bit. I guess my friend can smile today.

"Here, put on your sunglasses." Nalanhong threw a pair of "Versace" wide-brimmed sunglasses to Lin Meixi.

Half an hour later, the group arrived in front of the two tombs. Nalanhong's friend came. He turned his back to Meixi, placed two bouquets of flowers in front of the tombs, and toasted and offered sacrifices to his deceased wife...

He felt that someone was coming, so he looked back at Nalanhong and Nanhaiyue. He did not appear enthusiastic or happy when meeting friends, but nodded slightly.

This man is about thirty years old, and his appearance is definitely not as handsome as Nalanhong, or he is just a very ordinary man, but there is a sense of indifference in his temperament, even though he did not say a word,

But he couldn't hide his domineering personality at all. His eyes were very sharp, and just glancing at Mei Xi, Mei Xi's heart skipped a beat, as if he had seen through everything, and no trace of the secret was gone.

This kind of man is not the type she likes. He must be a self-righteous person. This is Mei Xi's first impression of the man Wushuang.

In contrast, the entourage he brought was much more humble. First, he saluted Nalanhong and his wife with clasped fists, and respectfully shouted: "I have met Mr. Nalan, Yue Fujin."

Lin Meixi curiously asked Dayong in a low voice: "Hey, why does he call Sister Haiyue Yue Fujin?"

Dayong told her that according to the old Manchu etiquette, our young master is Master Beile, so his wife is naturally Fujin.

"Oh, you Manchus are so weird, why do you still call me that?"

Wushuang's entourage was very dissatisfied with Dayong, and rushed up to beat Dayong's chest affectionately. "Haha... Dayong, I miss you so much, how about I make two kilograms (white wine) in a while?"

Dayong also said: "Dongzi, your boy is stronger than before again? It seems that this year I have been following your family and drinking spicy food. I thought I had forgotten my brother!"

According to Nalanhong, Wushuang's two deceased wives were also his friends, but he was not seen coming forward to pay respects. He just stood silently behind Wushuang with Nan Haiyue, hands behind his back, without saying a word. The three of them seemed to have reached this goal a long time ago.
Chapter completed!