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Chapter 141 Funeral Necklace

Shen Anran ignored her, slowly closed his eyes, and tapped his hands intermittently with his hands crossed on his legs.

Zhang Meiguang's curse was not enough to vent her anger. She took out her cell phone and kept sending messages about the incident to her friends.

It seemed that only this could make her feel better.

When Shen Anran and Zhang Mei came to the door, Zhu Shangqing was sitting at the table putting on makeup.

Hearing a knock on the door, she put down her eyebrow pencil and shouted to the door, "Who is it?"

Zhang Mei did not hide her identity at all. She said loudly, "Zhu Shangqing, I am Shen Yi's wife."

Zhu Shangqing was a little surprised. She subconsciously touched the necklace on her chest and her eyes fell on the mobile phone placed beside her.

After thinking about it, she decided to call Shen Yi.

Zhang Mei, who was standing outside the door, shouted impatiently again: "Zhu Shangqing, I know you are in there. I am not here to cause trouble for you today. Open the door and let's talk!"

Shen Anran quickly pasted two pieces of blessing paper on both sides of the door and sealed the closed door.

Zhang Mei looked curious and a little scared. She silently took a step back and asked, "Your technique is really strange. I was there... The masters I met before didn't do it this way."

Shen Anran took a deep breath and said calmly, "As long as the result is what you want, isn't it fine?"

Zhang Mei raised her eyebrows, "You've really changed a lot. You wouldn't talk like this before."

Shen Anran raised her eyes, looked at the door, and said nothing.

Zhang Mei quietly looked at the extremely serious person in front of her. Although she hated Shen Anran very much, she had to admit that this person did have a good appearance.

Even if she is raised to be so arrogant and domineering, there will still be people who like her. Just as he was thinking, the door in front of him opened, and Zhu Shangqing, wearing a very slim-fitting shoulder-length dress, appeared in front of him.

The fire in Zhang Mei's heart suddenly rose up. Just when she was about to raise her hand to hit Zhu Shangqing, Shen Anran grabbed her hand and walked into the room, and closed the door, leaving Zhang Mei alone outside.

Zhang Mei blinked, a little confused.

Zhu Shangqing struggled to break free from Shen Anran's hand and took two steps back cautiously, "Who are you?"

Shen Anran did not answer her question. Her eyes fell on the crystal pendant on Zhu Shangqing's chest.

Zhu Shangqing noticed Shen Anran's scrutinizing gaze. She raised her hand and held the pendant in her hand, looking cautious, "What do you want to do? Did Zhang Mei invite you here to intimidate me?"

"Who gave you this pendant?"

Zhu Shangqing: "Why should I tell you? This is my personal property."

Shen Anran narrowed his eyes: "You know this was once a burial object."

Zhu Shangqing's expression suddenly changed. She blinked a few times in panic, then pretended to be calm and said, "What burial objects? I don't know why you are spreading rumors like this. I specially asked someone to customize this necklace. It was made last week."

Shen Anran looked at her coldly, "You are lying." As she spoke, she condensed spiritual power from her fingertips and hit directly on the back of Zhu Shangqing's hand that was holding the necklace.

"what--"

Zhu Shangqing cried out in pain and subconsciously loosened his hand, but the pendant broke and fell to the ground.

Zhu Shangqing suddenly looked terrified and quickly bent down to pick up the necklace, but Shen Anran took it away faster.

The light blue crystal pendant in Shen Anran's hand emitted a faint black aura, as if something was about to rush out.