Stunning Goddess of Secret Service: Concubine Pride

Shen Yaxi's attitude made Wang Baofu raise his head and look at those two people. They didn't look like ordinary people. Their temperament and behavior exuded noble temperament, and they hurriedly lowered their heads: "Then please take it easy. , the old man still has something to do, so let’s get busy first.”

"Father." Seeing Wang Baofu's lukewarm treatment of her savior, Wang Yuexi cried with some complaints.

Wang Baofu glared at Wang Yuexi viciously, took her hand and walked outside: "Come with me, I have something to ask you."

The door of the wing was slammed shut.

Su Ruohan calmly picked up the wine glass in front of her, and slowly drank down a glass of wine with no expression on her face.A cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Miss, Miss Wang's father is too much, miss, you saved his daughter, and you treat us like this, it's really too much." Xin'er began to complain from the side.

Shen Yaxi smiled and said: "What's there to be angry, sit down and eat quickly, we have to find an inn to stay after eating." As he spoke, he began to eat.

"Miss." Xin'er stomped her feet unwillingly, having been avenged for her kindness, the young lady really wanted to eat.

"What Xiaoxixi said is very true." Su Ruohan said suddenly, holding up his chopsticks to pick up vegetables for dinner: "As expected of the largest restaurant in Anyu City, this dish tastes pretty good."

Xin'er didn't understand why the two masters spoke strangely, and had a bad premonition in her heart.

City Lord's Mansion.

The city lord, An Yuehe, was sitting in the garden with his concubine, singing in harmony.There was a scream.

"Father... you have to make the decision for me." Hearing his voice before seeing him.

An Shangtian is the youngest son of the city lord. He is old enough to be a son, but he is holding it in his palm for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.Give what you want, that is, ask for the stars in the sky, and ask someone to lift a ladder to pick them off.

"What are you yelling for?" An Yuehe seemed to be talking with his concubine, but when he was yelled at by this voice, he lost all interest.

An Shangtian climbed up the stone ladder, panting from exhaustion, walked up to An Yuehe and cried, "Father..."

An Yuehe saw a pig-faced man appearing in front of him, and shouted at him, and fell to the ground in fright: "You... who are you?"

An Shangtian wiped his nose, knelt down in front of An Yuehe, raised his face like a pig and shouted: "Father, I am Shangtian, you don't know me anymore?"

"Shang Tian?" An Yuehe was taken aback, and carefully looked at the person in front of him: "Is it really Shang Tian?"

An Shangtian nodded as he made medicine, and quickly said, "I'm Shangtian, father."

The concubine next to him quickly helped An Yuehe up on the ground: "Master, did you fall?"

It took An Yuehe a long time to regain his composure, recognized his son, pushed the concubine beside him away, held An Shangtian's face in both hands and asked: "Shang Tian, ​​who did this for you? "

The little concubine who fell on the ground had a vicious look in her eyes, and got up from the ground in resentment.

"Father, you have to decide for the child, I was bullied by hunger." An Shangtian cried, howling and crying out in pain.

An Yuehe stood up abruptly on the stool, his eyes were stern and violent: "Who is so bold, dare to hit my son of An Yuehe, don't you know how to write the word dead?"

"Wooooo." An Shangtian thought the fire wasn't big enough, and continued: "They also said that if you want to settle accounts, go to them, because they are afraid that we will not dare."