I, The Female Protagonist With Superpower, Am Super Fierce Chapter 373: Jade pendant, jade pendant


During this time, Zhang Lan was not happy.

Because the blacksmith Wang is a bit lazy, although the two of them are working together in this small restaurant, most of the time, the blacksmith Wang runs out to gamble, and sometimes he doesn't come back all night.

Zhang Lan didn't want to work either, but if she didn't, she would have no financial resources.

In addition to this incident, there is another incident that makes Zhang Lan even more depressed.

Because she was obsessed with the masculinity of the blacksmith Wang, Zhang Lan gradually discovered that the blacksmith Wang liked to hit people when he was doing that.

She has blue and purple patches on her body. Although it is not serious, it hurts when touched.

For this matter, Zhang Lan has talked to Blacksmith Wang several times, but Blacksmith Wang would coax her before, but more often than not, once Blacksmith Wang slapped her directly.

Zhang Lan was beaten by him.

Zhang Lan was very depressed and had already made up her mind to leave Blacksmith Wang. At this time, Bai Weiyang suddenly came to her, making her even more stupid.

Bai Weiyang looked at this small restaurant with a strong smell of oil smoke. The grease on the table was not washed, and the dishes were a little yellow.

She frowned and said to Zhang Lan rudely, "Come out, let's talk!"

After saying this, Bai Weiyang stepped out on high heels.

Zhang Lan was very upset when she heard the tone of Bai Weiyang's order, and now she is still working, how can she go out after saying it?

But she didn't want to break up with Bai Weiyang completely, not to mention that if Zhang Lan wanted to leave Blacksmith Wang, she would have to get money from Bai Weiyang.

Zhang Lan thought for a while, then walked up to the restaurant proprietress and said, "Sister, I have something to do. Go out for a while and come back soon."

"You'll be back soon, then what are you doing out there?" The lady boss is chubby and dislikes Zhang Lan's beauty, who just messes with people's shoes.

She can hear her man say that Zhang Lan and Blacksmith Wang are not husband and wife at all. There is a man and a silly son in their hometown.

Tsk tsk, what a shameless woman!

Zhang Lan listened to the block, endured the fire, and said, "Eldest sister, I really have something to do!"

"Who knows if it's a shameful thing about you! Oh, let's go, but if you don't come back for more than an hour, your salary will be deducted for one day!" The lady boss snorted and said.

Zhang Lan gritted her teeth, scolding the fat woman to death in her heart, but nodded with a smile, then turned and walked out.

Bai Weiyang stood under a willow tree across the road. Because of her irritability, seeing Zhang Lan dawdling for so long before coming here, she was even more angry.

When Zhang Lan came to the front, Bai Weiyang said with a face covering her head, "It took so long to come here? You can come over tomorrow!"

Zhang Lan had been angry at the proprietress, but now that she heard what Bai Weiyang said, she didn't hold back.

"It's not too long, not even an hour."

"How long do you want to think about?" Bai Weiyang snorted coldly, then frowned and said, "Forget it, I have something important to ask you. Have you ever seen an oval jade pendant?"

"What jade pendant?" Zhang Lan looked at Bai Weiyang in a daze.

Actually, Bai Weiyang has always looked down on Zhang Lan, and she is even ashamed that this woman is her biological mother. If she hadn't been too worried about her life experience being exposed, she would not have come to find Zhang Lan at all.

After taking a deep breath, she suppressed her irritable emotions and said in a deep voice, "When I was born, did you ever see a jade pendant beside Xie Luan. Or, at that time, Gu Yan Is there an oval jade pendant on his body?"

Jade pendant, jade pendant.

Zhang Lan looked at Bai Weiyang with a frightening face, so she racked her brains to think about it.

Suddenly, she raised her head suddenly.


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