Nanzhi raised an eyebrow, finding it strange. Who is it?
“The old man wants to adopt a goddaughter, but I don’t acknowledge her as my sister.”
Perhaps it was Shen Xingmian's tone that was disdainful and disgusted that made Nan Zhi truly curious.
Who is it?
"Xu Yao".
Nan Zhi: "......" No way, it's Xu Yao. Speaking of which, she only met Xu Yao when she went to Yuecheng during her sophomore year, and they haven't been in contact since. It's been two years since she last saw her.
What she was curious about was how Xu Yao had become Old Master Shen's goddaughter.
When asked, a flicker of unease crossed Shen Xingmian's eyes. She looked away and said indifferently:
“When Mr. Xu and she visited our home last December, my grandfather liked her very much and simply adopted her as his goddaughter.”
Nan Zhi squinted, smiling as she stared at Shen Xingmian. "Is that so?"
Shen Xingmian glanced at her, showing no sign of guilt, and nodded, "Of course, what else did you think it was?"
Nan Zhi chuckled and said, "I believe you. Why are you so guilty?"
Shen Xingmian: "...I have no guilty conscience."
Nan Zhi smiled broadly on the surface, but inwardly she was secretly chuckling.
She didn't believe there was no ghost behind her. Nan Zhi walked behind Shen Xingmian and jumped onto his back. "Shen Xingmian, carry me home."
Shen Xingmian instinctively grabbed the girl's bottom to prevent her from falling. Nan Zhi hugged Shen Xingmian's neck tightly, put her legs on his arms, and rested her chin on Shen Xingmian's shoulder. The man lifted the girl up a little and strolled along the wide and quiet roadside.
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