After having enough wine and food, Ruan Xia burped with satisfaction.

Mo Tingye was dragged to socialize, and before leaving, he leaned into her ear and asked.

"The little treasury is all spent, do you need me to top it up?"

Ruan Xia was very angry, she was a rich woman now!

Although the wallet is a little empty, there is still plenty.

As soon as Mo Tingye left, Ruan Xia received a text message from the bank within a few minutes.

[Your Xingsheng Bank card ending with xxxx was credited with RMB 10 million at 21:07 today. Please log in to the APP for details. 】

Ruan Xia almost jumped up immediately.

What's going on with this guy! If you disagree, send money!

There’s so much money to spend, right?

She doesn't take her status as a rich woman seriously at all!

Ruan Xia was about to continue drinking a glass of mellow wine when suddenly her stomach rumbled.

Get up immediately and follow your memory to find the bathroom.

The bathroom in the living room is very large, and each cubicle is like a small room.

Ruan Xia had just walked to the door when he suddenly heard conversations on the other side of the sink.

That voice was very familiar and had appeared in my ears countless times today.

It's Zheng Qinxin.

"Don't look at her arrogant look. She doesn't know how to lick Mr. Mo behind his back."

Another woman spoke up, "I've never seen Mr. Mo introduce an outsider like this. Maybe he has real skills."

Zheng Qin made a disdainful "cut" sound.

"I met her today and she said she was a Taoist priest. Hahahaha. It made me laugh. Is a Taoist priest a profession?"

The woman also laughed.

"You really said that in front of so many people. Where should I put Mr. Mo's face? It's so embarrassing."

"Isn't it? I'm so ashamed for Mr. Mo."

Just as Ruan Xia was about to step in, another female voice broke in.

The door of the compartment was opened, and a graceful woman came out.

She walked to the sink with a smile on her face.

She looked at Zheng Qinxin and the woman with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

The corners of his mouth also raised slightly, and he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Oh, what are you two talking about? Are you so happy?"

Zheng Qinxin and the woman looked at each other awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

It was obvious that they knew each other.

"Yang Ting, why are you here?"

The woman named Yang Ting walked up to them, looked at Zheng Qinxin, and smiled thoughtfully.

"I heard you talking bad about Master Ruan and the Mo family, right?"

Zheng Qinxin's expression changed and she hesitated, "No, we were just chatting."

Yang Ting stared at them with wide eyes, “Oh? Just chatting? So when you are chatting so happily, are you talking about how Master Ruan confused Mo Tingye?"

After saying that, she deliberately forced an exaggerated smile.

The woman looked at Yang Ting and said angrily, “Yang Ting, what do you mean? We have good intentions and are worried that the witch will use magic to confuse Mo Tingye, so we have some objections to her."

Yang Ting smiled and shook her head, “Oh, I'm not here to judge you. I just think you said it a bit too much."

Zheng Qinxin glared at Yang Ting and said, "Stop pretending to be a good person here. What we said is all true. Can't you see it?"

Yang Ting still kept a smile on her face, but her tone became serious, “Facts? What evidence do you have to prove that Master Ruan used black magic? Or are you just displeased with her, so you said that to her on purpose?"

The woman turned red with anger and retorted, “We don't talk nonsense about others just because we don't like it! Yang Ting, don't think that just because you know Mo Tingye, you can defend that witch."

Yang Ting sighed and said, "Hey, I'm not defending her, I just think it's not good for you to talk about others like this."

Zheng Qinxin glared at Yang Ting and said in a cold tone, “Yang Ting, stop pretending here, you don't have to worry about our affairs."

Yang Ting wiped her hands and said casually.

"She doesn't know how to use sorcery, let alone confuse others. She has real skills and has won the respect of others through her own efforts. But you, I'm afraid, will only hide behind your back and say bad things about people."

The woman's face changed and she tried to defend herself, “Yang Ting, don't do this. We didn't mean it. Did we say anything to you?"

Yang Ting glared at her, “You didn't mean anything? Deliberately ruining Master Ruan's reputation? Deliberately discrediting the Mo family? Or deliberately exposing your ugly face?"

Zheng Qinxin and the woman did not dare to say any more. They knew that if they continued talking, it would only make them more embarrassed.

So after thinking for a while, they wisely left the bathroom through another exit, leaving Yang Ting alone.

Yang Ting looked at their backs and sneered.

"Don't let me hear you speak ill of Master Ruan again. Otherwise, I will let you know what real means are."

After Zheng Qinxin and the woman left, calm returned to the bathroom. Yang Ting stood there and washed her hands carefully again.

The head of the machine froze when he met Ruan Xia's gaze.

Ruan Xia immediately realized that although she did not know this girl named Yang Ting, she seemed to be very familiar with her.

"Master Ruan, why are you here?"

She stood a little embarrassed, as if she was the one who said bad things just now.

"Just call me Ruan Xia, I heard it just now."

Yang Ting is very good-looking. She is a typical classical beauty. She looks seductive to everyone who looks at her.

Almond eyes, arched eyebrows, cherry lips.

Yang Ting noticed her gaze and immediately had a smile on her face.

"Don't take their words to heart."

Ruan Xia smiled softly.

"Thank you for speaking for me."

Ruan Xia looked at her sincerely.

Yang Ting actually didn't need to help, and she didn't care about those people's gossip.

At most, it just gives them a small lesson.

Ruan Xia thought for a moment and had a question he wanted to know.

"Do you know Mo Tingye?"

Yang Ting nodded, "He and I are classmates."

Ruan Xia smiled and said, "Now that you know what I do, if you encounter any trouble in the future, please contact Mo Tingye and he will help you contact me."

Yang Ting's eyes lit up.

"Why bother? Let's add WeChat."

Before Ruan Xia could react, Yang Ting handed over her mobile phone screen.

"You can just scan me. If anything happens, it will be easier for me to find you."

Ruan Xia thought it made sense. She unlocked her phone and turned on the code scanning function.

It was discovered that Yang Ting's avatar turned out to be an ancient painting.

There is an old man with white hair floating on the green ox, and Hangu Pass is in the background.

"To be honest, I also like to engage in metaphysics. It's not feudal superstition! Everyone says that the end of science is metaphysics."

Ruan Xia's affection for this girl skyrocketed.

Not only is she kind and generous, but she is also very interested in Taoism.

This is very rare among the younger generation.

Although there are many people on Weibo who are interested in her identity, not many people actually show it, and they all disappear after a while.

Yang Ting is different. Yang Ting's circle of friends even has articles about Taoism.

Ruan Xia took back her thoughts and said goodbye to Yang Ting.

"Then contact me if anything happens."