Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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"Master, please bring me here."

The bodyguard stepped forward and bowed.

Abe Qiannan waved his hand, and the bodyguards retreated, leaving Yang Zimei and Zeng Sihui behind.

"You two ladies, please sit down!"

Abe Qiannan looked up at Yang Zimei and said politely.

His voice was hoarse and low, somewhat neutral, making one unable to distinguish between male and female.

Yang Zimei looked at it and saw that there were no chairs here. Could it be that he had to sit on his knees like those Japanese and Korean women?

Zeng Sihui automatically held up her skirt, knelt down and sat on the futon in front of Abe Qiannan, blinking her eyes and looking fascinated at Abe Qiannan's handsome face that could turn all living beings upside down.

Yang Zimei really didn't like this way of kneeling.

However, when she received the education from her master, she could not accept it.

Master has said that if there is gold under one's knees, one can only kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, kneel to parents, master, and gods. No one else is allowed to kneel.

She didn't want to kneel down in front of Abe Qian'an, even though this was a traditional etiquette in Japan and Korea, and it didn't mean any insult.

Seeing that she refused to kneel down and sit down, Zeng Sihui pulled her skirt and said, "Niuniu, sit down quickly. Our skirts are very wide, so it doesn't matter if we sit like this."

"I'm not used to sitting like this, and I don't like sitting like this."

Yang Zimei's eyes were persistent and he said in a calm tone, "Mr. Abe, please give me a stool."

"Niuniu, what are you...really? Japanese people all sit like this. Have you never watched Japanese or Korean dramas?"

Zeng Sihui saw her like this and said hurriedly.

"I know, but we Chinese people don't sit like this. This is our Chinese place, and we must abide by our Chinese customs, not Japanese customs. Mr. Abe, what do you think?"

Yang Zimei raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Abe Qiannan and said.

Abe Qian'an looked at her thoughtfully for a while.

Originally, he thought that it was just a way for her to attract his attention, but he could not see any waves in her eyes. She just stood there calmly, like a white cloud on the horizon.

Lightly.

It seems that what I felt just now is really right.

The girl in front of me is definitely not an ordinary girl.

Also, the peach wood sign around her neck!

"Jiumu, bring in three stools!"

he shouted outside.

The bodyguard who just pushed out was surprised and brought in three bamboo chairs with Japanese characteristics, and then ducked out.

Abe Qian'an stood up, sat on one of the chairs with an elegant posture, and then said to Yang Zimei, "Please sit down!"

Yang Zimei sat down.

Seeing this situation, Zeng Sihui hurriedly got up from the futon and sat on another chair.

She found that Abe Qian'an seemed to be more interested in Yang Zimei, and he also showed a little appreciation. She couldn't help but secretly admire her cousin's unique way of attracting attention.

"Thank you Mr. Abe!"

Yang Zimei looked at Qianan Abe with dark eyes, smiled and asked, "Mr. Abe and I have never met each other. I don't know why I am lucky enough to be met by Mr. Abe specially?"

"Because the lady is unique and refined, I became curious and wanted to know her name and origin."

Abe Qian'o raised the corners of his lips that were very similar to Sadako's, with an evil smile that seemed alienated and sexy at the same time.

Zeng Sihui wanted to drool when she saw it.

Yang Zimei remained unmoved.

After seeing too many handsome guys, she became numb. What's more, the person in front of her was not a real handsome guy, but a tomboy.

She has no homosexual tendencies.

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