Yin Yang Delivery (3)

In a brightly lit room, Ming Shu sat on a genuine leather sofa and ate the food that Shen Xianyue gave her.

Xie Hui walked around in the living room. This man was very young and laidback. He didn't look like a Taoist master.

He kept clicking his tongue as though he hated rich people. "I didn't know that spirit guides were so wealthy."

He just finished speaking when the door—kacha.

Shen Xianyue's body shook for a second, only a second. She quickly regained her composure and looked toward the door.

A man walked in with a few people. He looked at Shen Xianyue and frowned slightly. His tone was unhappy. "You are bringing home random people again."

The man was very young and quite handsome. His aura was impressive and he was dressed like a successful person.

"Hey, what are you saying?" Xie Hui was also unhappy. He refuted, "Who are random people? Do you know who I am?"