Mecha Forger

Song Ci looked at the tumbleweed tree fruit-flavored nutritional supplements that everyone had and raised his eyebrows.

He walked behind Tang Fan and clicked his tongue, "You did it on purpose?"

Tang Fan glanced at him, "Is there any?"

Song Ci nodded, "Don't be too obvious."

Seeing Song Ci's affirmative expression, Tang Fan couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

Are her acting skills that bad?

Seeing Tang Fan's little movements, Major General Song Ci couldn't help laughing.

Only then did Tang Fan realize that this girl was not so sure and was completely deceiving her.

But...she let Song Ci succeed in her deception.

Tang Fan struggled to squeeze out two words from between his teeth, "Cunning!"

Song Ci was not ashamed, but proud, and said with a smile: "Little girl, you know your IQ advantage.

As far as I know, you are not a bad person.

Tao Qingxi's position is the same as yours, and she is very good at medicine. You can still accept it with her.

But Emile Field and you are not close friends, and we even have some quarrels.

Not only did you not encourage me to kill him, but you even mentioned a few words from time to time..."

For the sake of Song Ci's words, what else could Tang Fan say?

Except silence, still silence!

Song Ci had no intention of letting her go, and asked with a smile: "Is there anything you want to explain to me?"

Tang Fan looked around and said nothing.

Song Ci clicked his tongue and took her a few steps forward. He didn't stop until there was no one around.

"Now, you can say it!"

Although there was no one around, Tang Fan still did not speak, but silently took out a notebook from the space buckle.

Song Ci took it and looked at it, his expression becoming more solemn as he looked at it.

"Where did you get this thing?"

Tang Fan pursed his lips and held back two words, "Zhao family!"

Song Ci's mind turned around and he sighed deeply.

The little girl is a person who values ​​affection and righteousness. If others are kind to her, she will repay them ten points.

For the grandfather and grandson of the Zhao family who were at the crossroads of adversity, Tang Fan was naturally different.

She regards Mr. Zhao Ziyang as her teacher and Zhao Fan as her friend.

Even the people around her, including Song Ci, looked at the pair of grandsons with high regard.

How much affection and friendship I gave you back then is now so uncomfortable.

This is true of Tang Dynasty poetry, and so is Song poetry.

"Maybe it was just an accident!"

Song Ci's voice was very soft and somewhat comforting.

But he didn't know whether he was coaxing Tang Fan or himself.

Tang Fan clicked on his optical brain, pulled out a piece of information, placed it in front of Song Ci, and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to admit this fact either."

Song Ci turned his head and glanced at the picture on Tang Fan's mind - it was a stack of planet transfer details belonging to Tang Fan.

At a glance, there is no difference from the thousands of planet transfer schedules.

But under the guidance of Tang Fan and after careful research on the transferor, Song Ci finally figured out the meaning.

Eighty percent of the sellers on the planet owned by Tang Fan have the same surname.

Although their surname is not Zhao, they have nothing to do with the Zhao family or Mr. Zhao Ziyang, but Tang Fan and Song Ci don't believe it.

Seeing this, Song Ci couldn't help but have the same wry smile as Tang Fan's.

"When did you find out?"

Tang Fan sat down on the ground and explained honestly: "When Yuan Xing discovered the fruit of the Wind Rolling Tree, he put the whole thing together.

As for the matter of planet ownership, I only came back to it when I was trapped in a cave and was bored. "