Jiuyou Huangfei

Chapter 61 Suspected Identity
Ask her something?

She looked tenderly at Mu Xiyan, who was next to her with a delicate expression. Could it be related to Mu Xiyan?

Although she didn't want to betray her new friend, Wen Guojiang's order was hard for her to disobey, so she could only softly say to Mu Xiyan: "Sorry", and told her to go back first.

Before Mu Xiyan could go far, Wen Jia quickly ran up to Wen Qing, and stuffed the few spiritual fruits left on the ground into her arms, as if she was afraid of being snatched away by others.

Wen Guojiang glared at her and said nothing, but Wen Qiang walked over and snatched the spiritual fruit from Wen Jia's arms, sniffed lightly, and frowned fiercely.

"Father, these spiritual fruits are all real, and the spiritual power inside is extremely abundant. Unlike the things circulating in the market, they seem to have just been plucked from the tree."

After hearing this, Wen Guojiang immediately turned his head, looked at Wen Qing, and asked sternly, "Xiaoqing, do you know where this man comes from?"

"She only said that she was a down and out rich daughter, and she didn't say anything else." After thinking about it tenderly, she answered.

After all, she really didn't tell herself anything, and she didn't even know her full name, only that her name was Xiaoyan.

For the rest, I don't know anything.

"Really? Warmth, think again. It shouldn't be. This kind of person must be famous with a huge treasure. Has she really never told you?" Wen Qiang also asked violently.

She clenched her lips tenderly. Sure enough, it was really because of Mu Xiyan that her father came to her for the first time and said a few words to her. Usually, she dared not even think about such a thing.

Seeing such a cowardly and pitiful expression of warmth, Wen Guojiang was so angry...

"Warmth, when will you be as smart and sensible as Qiangqiang, and share your father's worries! If you ask you to do something, you can't do anything well. If Qiangqiang is with this person, she will definitely not even have the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors It's all figured out, it's not like you!"

"Father, don't be angry. Since she is in our team now, I am the knife and she is the fish! Father, don't worry, I will definitely find out everything."

"Wen Qiang, you are still caring. My father really didn't spoil you for nothing. You don't look like some people..." Wen Guojiang pointed at Sang Huai and said, glanced at the warmth without a trace, and shook his sleeves angrily, angry leave.

"Warmth, leave this matter to me, and you don't have to worry about it." Wen Qiang patted Wenqing's shoulder, and her sympathetic and pitying eyes hurt her heart severely.

She didn't speak warmly, but just lowered her head.

The woods returned to silence again. After standing there for a long time, the warmth returned to the carriage.

As soon as the warmth came in, Mu Xiyan felt it, and raised her head to look at her.

"What's wrong? Eye circles are red."

"Xiaoyan, my father asked me about your identity, and I told him that you are a down-and-out rich daughter, but my father didn't believe it. Did you lie to me about your identity?" Looking directly at her tenderly There was a hint of stubbornness in the eyes.

Mu Xiyan couldn't help laughing when she heard that: "That's right, I'm a down and out rich daughter, and I didn't lie to you at all about that."

If she, a young lady in Mu Shangshu's mansion, was thrown into such a small place as Mu's Biezhuang to fend for herself, then no one in the world would dare to say that she was downcast!

"really?"

"of course."

"Then those spiritual fruits?"

"It's something my mother left me..."

(End of this chapter)