Destiny Blessed Girl

Chapter 467 Birch
Jufu Inn
Standing in front of the window of the guest room, Bai Hua looked at the crowds of people crowded together in the street below, and at the clouds of white gas above their heads. Ordinary people, ordinary people, none of them had good luck.

And Gu Zhi'an, who used to have great luck, is now as ordinary as these ordinary people.

Luck will not disappear for nothing, it is something she was born with, even if she uses secret methods to win her luck, won't it fail in the end?
But now, such great luck that contained purple energy disappeared as soon as it said it disappeared.

There was a noise at the door, and it was the guards he brought from Beiming Kingdom who came in, they were quite capable helpers.

"The lord!"

Bai Hua turned around, looked at the respectful young man with his head slightly lowered, and said calmly, "Have you found it?"

The young man said: "My lord, my subordinates have found out that Miss Ouyang suffered a catastrophe more than four months ago. She just returned to Beijing yesterday and lives in Ouyang Mansion on Bodhi Lane. She has a daughter who just turned four years old."

Bai Hua's eyes moved slightly, "You said she gave birth to a daughter? Just turned four?"

The young man nodded, "Exactly."

Bai Hua went to the chair and sat down, rubbing her chin, looking thoughtful.

Fortune is innate and will not disappear for no reason, but what if it is transferred to one's own flesh and blood due to the continuation of life?
"Send someone to keep an eye on Ouyang's mansion. If that Miss Ouyang's daughter comes out, report it immediately." He had to see it himself to confirm.

Originally, it was enough to just sneak into Ouyang's mansion to have a look, but today he took a look at the house from a distance, it seems that it is not easy, he is not sure what will be wrong if he breaks in rashly, at this time he has no way out , nothing risky can be done.

Gu Zhi'an didn't know that his daughter was already being targeted, and he was playing with Jing'er in the garden right now.

Seeing her daughter playing happily, Gu Zhian was also happy, made a small figure out of mud and placed it next to the insect made by her daughter, and asked with a smile: "Can't you make a decent thing? Playing with mud is only about making insects, why do you like it so much?" insect?"

Jing'er smiled, "Daddy likes it, Jing'er is Daddy's child, so of course I like it too."

The smile on Gu Zhian's face froze slightly, as if he had knocked over a whole set of seasoning bottles in his heart, with mixed feelings.

"Jing'er, Daddy Zheng is actually not your real daddy." After thinking for a long time, she decided to tell the truth.

Jing'er continued to hold the mud worm without even raising her head, "Jing'er knows, Daddy told me."

Gu Zhian's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "Dad Zheng told you? How did you say it?"

Only then did Jing'er stop pinching the mud, raised her dirty face to look at Gu Zhian, blinked her big bright eyes, and pouted her mouth, "What else can I say, just say he's not my real father! I cried for a long time before he agreed to continue to be my father, mother, please hurry up and get married to my father. My father received a letter from the clan a few days ago. I peeked at it. The patriarch grandpa is urging the marriage again. , if you don't hurry up to marry Daddy, Daddy will be snatched away by another woman, and it will be too late for you to regret it."

Gu Zhian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this little girl, could her father cry in exchange for it?

"Then did your father tell you anything else?" Gu Zhian asked.

Jing'er rolled her cute little eyes, "Mother, you have changed."

Gu Zhian was embarrassed, "Has it changed?"

"You're beating around the bush now, and you're being awkward. Did you learn it from Uncle Chu? You really echoed that old saying!"

Gu Zhi'an was dumbfounded: "What old saying?"

"Closer to vermilion is red! Near to ink is black!"

"Cough cough!" Gu Zhian choked on his saliva, coughed for a long time before he stopped, and couldn't help but glared at Jing'er, "Okay, just tell me, did your father Zheng tell you who your real father is?"

Jing'er lowered her head, and replied muffledly, "I said it."

(End of this chapter)