The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics

As if they had their own spotlights on them, they instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Gu Muran glanced at the man who turned all sentient beings upside down, and soon turned his attention to Sheng Ze.

The pale complexion gives people a harmless feeling, and the pupils seem to have passed through several years of frost, giving people a very indifferent feeling.

"Which play is this from?"

Lu Chaolan spoke at the right time.

No one dared to mess with the established heirs of the two major families.

On the contrary, at this time, the vice president began to cry about how Gu Muran bullied others, how he was not worthy of being a descendant of the national teacher, and a series of such remarks.

No one noticed that Sheng Ze's breath became a little colder.

"Shut up—" the chairman angrily reprimanded: "You still think you are not shameful enough?"

He hurried down the stairs, not noticing Jinghua's shocked pupils when he looked at Lu Chaolan.

"Young Master Lu and Young Master Sheng are willing to give me the face of the association and let our association flourish, but it is really unfortunate that something bad happened, you two might as well go to the lounge to rest for a while, and wait for us to deal with it over……"

As the president spoke, his expression swept across Lu Chaolan and Gu Muran.

There were rumors before that the crown prince had a high regard for a certain mystic master.

Some people in the circle have also received news, but the news is somewhat vague and unbelievable.

Those who knew the news covered themselves tightly.

Even if someone took a picture of the crown prince eating with Gu Muran, someone had to dare to blow it up.

Those who know have never said it, and those who are not sure just feel vaguely. After all, the official boss has often not shown up recently.

But at this moment—

"You should be busy with your work. I am also very curious. The vice president left a bad word about the young master of Xuanmen, and right one said that the descendants of the national teacher bully others. Who gave you the courage to—"

His eyes were calm, but when he spoke later, his words were already tinged with cold wind and frost.

Everyone realized that the previous rumors were not just circulating.

The vice president who was sitting on the ground was almost scared to pee when he met his eyes.

He subconsciously looked at Sheng Ze.

The latter raised his eyebrows slightly: "The vice president is looking down at me at the moment, isn't he trying to sow discord?"

None are to be trifled with.

The vice president was too scared to look at them again.

"I don't know if Mr. Sheng knows Bi Tao?" Gu Muran picked up the stick on the ground, looked at the words on it, and asked suddenly.

"Bi Tao?" Sheng Ze smiled faintly, "Not everyone is qualified to let me remember the name."

The president asked: "Did the Bi Tao mentioned by Ms. Gu come from the words on the signature?"

Gu Muran handed the lottery to the president, motioning him to read it for himself.

The word Bi Tao is clearly written on it.

No one on the court knew Bi Tao's name.

Only the vice president trembled.

The president was furious.

The vice president didn't expect Gu Muran's eyes to be so sharp, he just found a simple matter, and she actually saw through her intentions.

Gu Muran casually pointed at a few people: "Master President, you should ask these people carefully. The vice president agreed to them. If they can help him become the president, they will have a bright future in the future."

Those people panicked instantly.

Lu Chaolan's eyes seemed to be pressing against the storm, and those people instantly explained everything.

"The vice president said that there are people from the Sheng family standing behind him. This time... they will definitely be able to push you down."

The speaker was trembling, and he didn't even dare to look up at the president.

Sheng Ze's voice was flat: "A member of my Sheng family?"

Anyone could hear the displeasure in his voice.