The fishing beauty boy in the world of female statues

At the sales office, two figures stood beside the sand table, attracting the attention of many people around.

Obviously, the sand table is more attractive, using the top virtual technology, every house, even the plants and trees on the side of the road are projected, and can be zoomed in and out, and the layout of the room is extremely detailed , It's not like selling a house, it's more like showing off skills.

However, the two tall, slender, model-like women standing together still stole a lot of attention.

One is already outstanding in appearance and has a pair of peach blossom eyes. Even if his expression is plain, he looks like he is smiling, giving people a charming and coquettish feeling, and he is a killer of men at first glance.The other is the most classic appearance of an oriental woman. In most cases, this appearance looks a little weak and elegant, with a hint of dust, but this person's aura is more like an ancient empress, with her head bowed in thought. The appearance is not angry and majestic, but just looking at it gives people a strong sense of oppression.

Su Muchen waved his hand without turning his head: "You go, let's see for ourselves."

The sales manager hurriedly said, "Let me introduce it to you two."

She knew that they were so-called big clients just by looking at their auras, and she didn't want to let go of the achievements she got.

After all, there used to be such a person who bought a whole building in order to accommodate dozens of lovers, and the sales manager felt that he had a chance today.

As a result, Su Muchen turned his head slowly, and said lightly, "Don't you understand?"

"Or, you haven't even learned how to treat customers at the most basic level, so you need to go back and rebuild?"

Just one look made the sales manager terrified, cold sweat dripped down his back, he managed to squeeze out a smile, apologized and left in a hurry.

It wasn't until she left that Lin Qingshu said calmly, "Why did you call me over to buy a house?"

Su Muchen raised his eyes lightly: "What's the matter?"

"No." Lin Qingshu said, "But I'm not so bored that I want to do everything."

Su Muchen didn't bother to talk to Lin Qingshu, so he lowered his head and continued to look at the sand table.

This thing looks so novel that ordinary people dare not even try it, for fear that it will be damaged and need to be compensated, but Su Muchen has no such worries. She bought all the buildings in this area with ease, raised her hand to capture a tall building, and observed it carefully.

She would come here to see the house, not because there is a virtual sand table here, but because this house is built not far from the school.

Ye Lan's school.

Lin Qingshu saw Su Muchen's expression and kept silent.

Ye Lan said she couldn't come back, so she really didn't come back. During this period, she didn't even have a phone call or text message, so she was completely lost.

Lin Qingshu was not in a hurry, and she could vaguely guess what he was doing without mentioning that Ye Lan must be in school.

Nothing new, you can see it at a glance.

But Su Muchen didn't seem to understand, also, her elder sister didn't know that Ye Lan was a master at manipulating people's hearts, and she was caught in the tangle of missing him and not wanting to take the initiative to find him.

And Su Muchen didn't even have this idea, and as an "outsider", she naturally shouldn't have it.

Ye Lan may have grasped this point, he has been too free outside for a while, God knows what he did, did he eat up Gu Li...

At this time, an illusory house appeared in front of Lin Qingshu, making her recover from her thoughts.

The next moment, Su Muchen retracted his five fingers, and the house was suddenly magnified, and what appeared in front of him was a room structure with four bedrooms and two halls.

Seeing this, the people on the side immediately exclaimed, marveling at this virtual technology.

Su Muchen didn't change his face, didn't show any emotion, he just asked, "What do you think of this?"

Lin Qingshu knows the essence of how to respond to similar questions, and that is to answer "very good".

You just need to admit the other party's ideas all the time. Whether to buy or not, the decision is ultimately in the hands of others.

This is one of the methods Lin Qingshu summed up to reduce unnecessary troubles when dating those women.

It's just that she never imagined that one day her sister would become like those women, hesitating and needing other people's opinions.

But the difference is that Su Muchen glanced at Lin Qingshu lightly, and immediately saw her perfunctory, didn't say anything, just called a salesperson.

Seeing this, Lin Qingshu's eyes flickered slightly?Su Muchen really wants to buy a house for Ye Lan?
She still remembered that Su Muchen asked her to rent a house before.

The difference between buying and renting may be the price for others, but for Su Muchen, the difference is only about feelings.

Renting means not paying enough attention, while buying means...

For Su Muchen's complete fall, Lin Qingshu was not surprised.

Just when Lin Qingshu thought that Su Muchen was about to swipe the card, she threw the virtual model back to its original position.

"Let's go."

Lin Qingshu: "Don't buy it?"

Su Muchen remained expressionless, and said calmly: "When did I... say I would buy it?"

The corner of Lin Qingshu's mouth seemed to twitch slightly.

When a person is cremated, there is still a mouth left.

When they went back, they saw a few drops of blood falling on the door.

Su Muchen's expression turned cold in an instant. It was obvious that she was not in a good mood. She used this as an excuse to vent her emotions.

But as soon as he opened the door, Su Muchen was taken aback when he saw a pair of obvious boys' shoes next to the shoe cabinet, and looked up.

Ye Lan, who was covered in mud and extremely embarrassed, was standing in the living room, wiping the mud off her body with toilet paper.

And from the door to the living room, there were many drops of blood dripping intermittently on the clean ground.

Whose blood is at the door, the answer is self-evident.

"How is this going?"

Su Muchen's voice sounded, startling the servants around Ye Lan.

Ye Lan was very calm, but secretly hid one hand behind her back: "It's nothing."

His small movements couldn't hide Su Muchen's eyes at all, she reached out and grabbed his hidden hand, and saw that the palm was covered with scars, scratches visible to the naked eye, and even a piece of skin was rubbed off the side of the palm , revealing pink and tender flesh and blood.

"That's what you said?" Su Muchen said coldly, but it was more of an accusation than a sarcasm.

Ye Lan wanted to take her hand away from Su Muchen, but how could he be her opponent?Impossible to struggle out.

Su Muchen noticed the evasion in Ye Lan's eyebrows, it seemed to be aimed at her?

"You don't want me to know that you are hurt?" Su Muchen was keenly aware of something, "Afraid that I will scold you?"

Ye Lan snorted lightly: "Am I afraid of you?"

Su Muchen was noncommittal, Ye Lan just acted like a child who got into trouble and didn't dare to let his parents know.

This posture appeared on the always stubborn Ye Lan, but it was a bit cute in contrast.

Just as the corners of Su Muchen's lips were about to rise, his face turned cold again, and he grabbed Ye Lan's hand and walked upstairs to the bathroom: "It's dirty, go wash it!"