Cen Xi had clearly seen him, and she deliberately acted as if she were seeing a long-lost relative, greeting the philanthropist Wang with a smile:
"My lord! I greet you! Are you taking my sisters shopping for New Year's goods?"
Upon hearing Cen Xi call them "sisters," Wang Dashanren's concubines all took two steps back, looking at her warily.
"Why are you all staring at me like that? It's been more than three years since we last met, and you all seem to miss me. I was really good to you back then, so you wouldn't hold a grudge against me, would you?"
Cen Xi deliberately moved closer.
"No, no! You...you stay away! We have nothing to do with you anymore, sir...the sir has divorced you. You are no longer a member of my Wang family."
After stammering out what she wanted to say, Madam Wang took two steps back.
"Divorced? Sir, where's my divorce papers? How come I didn't know I had a divorce papers?"
Cen Xi gave Wang the philanthropist a meaningful look.
"No...no divorce papers! Grandma, why are you back?"
Wang Dashanren looked at Cen Xi with a stiff smile. This time he hadn't mistaken the person. The one next to him was definitely someone else, while the one who was speaking was the real person.
"I was bored, so I decided to come back and visit some old friends, but it turns out that my master had forgotten about me."
Cen Xi hesitated for a moment, then looked at the old man with a full beard with a resentful expression.
This left Shen Jinchen, who was standing to the side completely bewildered, so much so that he almost threw up his dinner from the night before.
His face darkened, and with a yank, he pulled Cen Xi behind him, then turned around and asked coldly:
Who is he?
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