After hearing this, Xiao Ling'er smiled faintly, then supported the old lady and walked in the direction of Murong Tiantian.

The two soon arrived in front of each other.

Murong Tiantian held Old Taijun's hand, with a smile sweeter than a flower on her face, and said, "Old Taijun, I miss you."

She rubbed her face against the old lady's neck. Although she had grown very tall, she always liked to act coquettishly on the old lady.

In the past six months, she and the old lady have been communicating in the family dialect.

Every time the old lady asked her to come back, Murong Tiantian would deliberately stop talking to Jane.

She knew that the child had been trapped at home and finally got out, but now he was reluctant to come back.

What's more, she went to the sect where Murong Fu was, so she felt relieved to let her go out and make more friends.

No, she was nagging in her ear all day about who she had friends with, who helped her, and who stood up for her when she bullied her.

Murong Tiantian will share those things with the old lady.

Over time, the old lady got an impression of the word "Ye Zhikuang".

I also want to meet her in person and thank her for taking care of Murong Tiantian these days.

"Come on, dear, tell the old lady who your friends are?" The old lady patted her on the back and said with a chuckle.

Murong Tiantian only focused on being 'intimate and affectionate' with the old lady but put this matter aside.

Then he came back to his senses, let go of the old lady's hand, turned around and called Ye Zhikuang: "Sister Kuang."

Ye Zhikuang walked slowly towards the old lady.

Murong Tiantian held her hand.

Murong Tiantian introduced with a smile on her face: "Sister Kuang, this is the old lady of my family. I have introduced you just now. Old lady, this is the sister Kuang that Tiantian told you before. She is the patriarch of the Ye family.

's daughter."

The old lady squinted her eyes and moved her gaze. When her eyes fell on Ye Zhikuang's face, she clenched Xiao Ling'er's hand tightly.

She...she...isn't...

Already dead???

She took a deep breath and thought of what Murong Tiantian had told her about "the daughter of the patriarch of the Ye family".

Then...then she is her daughter!

"What's your mother's name?" But the old lady was afraid of admitting the wrong person, so she asked.

Ye Zhikuang lowered his head and did not see anything strange about the old lady, but Murong Fu caught the fearful and angry look in the old lady's eyes when he looked at Ye Zhikuang.

But that emotion was quickly wiped away by the old lady. Generally, it is impossible to catch the trace without careful inspection.

Ye Zhikuang raised his head and replied softly: "Bai's name is Xinrou."

"Bai Xinrou." The old lady muttered Bai Xinrou's name silently, and it turned out that she was not her daughter.

The old lady looked at Ye Zhikuang carefully.

Her eyebrows are like curved willows, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her skin is like gelatin. She is a real beauty.

Although he looks very much like her at first glance, if you look more carefully, you can see the shadow of her father Ye Haitian.

She thought she might have been worrying too much.

That woman's child has been hanged long ago, so there is no way it is possible for her to still be alive in this world.

When the old lady thought about it, her irritable heart gradually became calmer, and an amiable smile appeared on her face: "I often heard Tiantian talk about you. When you were in the sect, you protected me everywhere. I will take more care of you in the future."

Take care of Tiantian, and if you can, help me take care of her when I'm not around. She's a good child, but she loves to play too much."
Chapter completed!