When An Feng saw that the boy couldn't answer, the entanglement and distress in his eyebrows and eyes flashed through his eyebrows.

She asked softly: "How did you meet that girl? I think she treats you well. From most of the time she walked into the room, she focused on you."

"Is that true?" An Mingji's eyes showed doubts, obviously not noticed.

"I've been watching you all the time, and I'm all in my eyes when she's concerned about you."

An Feng showed a kind smile on his face: "You must know that in addition to An Jiayu's bloodline, only those who are destined to be with An Jia's bloodline, that is, their partner is qualified to wear it. That girl is your destined partner."

Speaking of this, An Feng hopes that maybe she will be able to hold Zeng's grandson in a short time.

Perhaps An Feng's tone was too kind and close, or perhaps it was her support for the matter in words, and that attitude that she wished she could directly finalize Gu Jin as An's wife gave An Mingji the idea of ​​confide in him.

He pinched his cell phone, got to know Gu Jin, and confessed his secret love to her.

However, this time, An Feng did not pay attention to what he and Gu Jin were doing, but listened carefully to An Mingji's three years of wandering outside.

My sister's eldest son not only forced her to death, but even drove her brother's only flesh out of the house and wandered outside for three years. What a cruel heart!

An Feng put the coffee in his hand on the table and slowly lowered his eyes. The cruel light in his eyes was straightforward and terrifying.

As for the family's descendants, her old bones are still qualified to teach her lessons.

I guess my sister is in the Spirit of Heaven, so she won’t blame her for taking action.

Although An Mingji lost her initial grudge against An Feng, she was still on guard against her.

He did not inform her of Gu Jin's cultivation, space, and his own cultivation.

He only talked about everything he had experienced over the years and his experience of relying on Gu Jin for life.

Until he finished speaking, An Feng slowly raised her head, the coldness and cruel light in her eyes disappeared, and her face was kind and gentle.

"She is a good child. You are still young and don't worry. My aunt believes that you will catch someone. She cares about you and is different to you. This means that you have been half successful. I believe that my aunt will be yours!"

An Feng said it affirmatively and resolutely, and very confident.

This blind confidence is not even An Mingji.

He shook his head slightly and laughed: "Sister Ajin is a very rational person. There are many people who have pursued her over the years. Those people have very good family backgrounds and their own conditions, but she has never considered them."

Speaking of this, An Mingji stared at An Feng deeply: "When you said that you were with the maid more than fifty years ago, I was not only shocked, but the first guess was that she was the same."

Upon hearing this, An Feng showed doubts and surprises on her well-maintained face.

"No, I didn't see her looking at any woman, whether it was a beautiful Chinese woman at the auction or a foreign sex-sensory woman, no matter which kind of woman she was, she never paid attention to.

When the girl looked at anyone, the light in her eyes was a little cold, but when she looked at you, her eyes were always gentle and doting. You had no relatives and no reason, and she had been helping you like this. Maybe she was in love over time without knowing it, but she hadn't noticed it yet."

At the end, An Feng's tone became affirmative.

She never believed in the pure friendship between men and women, this was her lifelong experience.
Chapter completed!