I created the Longevity Club

With the departure of Old Lady Song, the main hall of the wedding has also completed the process.

The rest of the time mainly belongs to the communication time of these upper class, celebrities communicating with each other and taking the opportunity to expand their network…

The bride and groom weave between the tables in front, toasting and talking.

After Yang Zhen’er left Lu Li, her heart exploded at the beginning, and her heart ‘thumped’!

She raised her head and first glanced at the resplendent main venue, the huge crystal chandelier, reflecting the golden dazzling light…

She quietly looked left and right, and saw a well-dressed, haute couture dress, expensive necklace, jewelry, as if on TV, it was the imaginary scene of celebrity communication…

It was her dream life.

Yang Zhen’er lowered her head and stared intently at the table in front of her.

After waiting for a while.

The tension that jumped to his throat began to slowly fade like a tide.

In its place, there was a strong excitement!

It can be seen that Yang Zhen’er’s fair skin is slightly hot, and it exudes a redness like onyx…

After sitting in position for a while.

Yang Zhen’er couldn’t sit still.

There are so many A-list stars in this venue….

If you can take a photo with them, ask for an autograph, and when you go back, you can blow a wave with those little sisters!

Envy to death those little hooves!

Thinking about it, Yang Zhen’er took a deep breath and stood up.

As she was leaving, she felt a little embarrassed with her empty hands, and her eyes caught a glimpse of the red wine glasses that the other guests were gently holding in their hands.

So, Yang Zhen’er also took the red wine glass in front of her in her hand.

She began pacing and wandering through this lavish high society auditorium….

……

Outside the main hall, there are long corridors.

Along the corridor, the classicist Ionic columns are arranged one after another…

Quiet corridor.

Song Yaoru, the eldest patriarch and helmsman of the Song family, pushed his father in a wheelchair to walk slowly.

In the wheelchair, Song Shixiong, who was so old that he had to rest for a long time when he said a word, half-opened and half-closed his eyes, his cloudy gaze, looking at the stone pillars, looking at the scenery outside the corridor framed between the stone pillars…

Vaguely, the glory years of the past continue to appear before our eyes.

Song Shixiong, when he was young, was also a powerful figure in this magic capital.

At that time, he was equal to his name, his temperament burst, and he had done a lot of absurd things….

However, if you think about it today, those absurd things in the past are the most often recalled and nostalgic ones that Song Shixiong remembers.

“Yaoru…”

Song Shixiong leaned on the wheelchair and suddenly spoke up.

“Father, you say.”

Song Yaoru stopped and quickly answered.

“After I die, the Song family must not do such things that make the enemies happy and painful…”

Song Shixiong paused for a long time before he said in a deep voice.

The so-called ‘pain of the enemy’s quick relatives’ in his mouth is naturally in the upper class, the wealth competition between different concubines, so that brothers cannibalize each other and no family affection.

“Father, don’t worry, Yaoru knows.”

Song Yaoru lowered his head, his eyes were red, and answered.

The medical team of the Song family has clearly told him about Song Shixiong’s physical condition, and he knows that his father is really not far away.

Song Shixiong was also ready to tell something.

But at this moment, from the end of the corridor, where they had just walked, there were suddenly footsteps.

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the marble floor.

Syllable…… Syllable…… Snap….

The footsteps are rhythmic, with the exact spacing between each sound.

Song Yaoru and his father Song Shixiong stopped their conversation and looked away.

They saw a handsome young man in a suit.

When the young man saw the two of them looking at him, he stopped and smiled brightly at them.

The youth continue to walk ….

But right now.

A scene that made Song Yaoru’s father and son both shocked, and even terrified, appeared.

The figure of the young man suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and when he reappeared, he was already several meters away!

It’s like the mythical technique of ‘shrinking the ground into inches’.

With only a few flashes, the young man had already walked a step away in front of Song Yaoru and Song Shixiong’s father and son.

Song Yaoru’s father and son have never seen any storms and scenes in their lives, but at this moment, their eyes are wide open, and their scalps are numb….

“Who are you?”

Song Yaoru asked in a deep voice.

“Song Shixiong, age 97…”

The young man just glanced at Song Yaoru, and then his eyes looked at the old man in the wheelchair, and he slowly put away the polite smile on his face and reported calmly.

He paused, then continued

“Remaining life, 1 day, 01 hour, 23 minutes, 33 seconds… 32 seconds… 31 seconds…”

“So… Are you the Grim Reaper? ”

Song Shixiong did not rush to question, but asked in a deep voice.

“No, I’m a time merchant.”

“You can call me . .

.

“Mr. Lu!”

Lu Li showed a bright smile, he looked at the father and son in front of him, and said loudly.

“Time merchant?”

Song Yaoru and Song Shixiong whispered.

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PS: Actually, there is really no need to hate Yang Zhener.

Although Yang Zhener worships gold, she is not green tea, and she has never thought of hanging any spare tires!

On the contrary, she never hides her money worship and is a very real person….

This kind of character, how many women in today’s society can do it?

Besides, what woman doesn’t ask for a car to get married? House?

Finally, it should be emphasized that Yang Zhener is not a heroine, but a woman of the protagonist!

Thank you all for your support!

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