When Chen Xian'er returned home, she looked at Aishan deeply, which made Aishan force out a mysterious smile.
"Millet?"
Chen Xian'er would only smile brightly when she saw Xiaomi.
"Who made the doll for you?"
Chen Xian'er smiled when she saw a doll in Ye Xiaomi's backpack. The doll was very cute, chubby, and fair-skinned, and had a special smell.
"My father gave it to me."
"He's here again?"
Chen Xian'er's pupils shrank, she gritted her teeth, and her beautiful face turned cold and frosty in an instant.
"Dad didn't come, Aunt Ziyue brought it back."
"Mom, when will we go home?" Ye Xiaomi held Chen Xianer's hand.
“Almost.”
At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the yard outside.
"Miss, the ancestor invites you over."
“And Xiaomi!”
"What?"
Chen Xian'er's face darkened again, and she turned to face the outside and said, "Xiaomi is asleep, I'll go over first."
Outside the yard stood a man in black. He had a thin face and dark eye sockets, looking at Chen Xian'er with a feminine expression.
"Miss, I'm kidding. I wasn't asleep just now."
Beside the Chen family's ancestor, the black guard once again revealed a sinister smile.
The Black Guards practiced special techniques to maintain their virginity, imbuing their bodies with a feminine energy. Their strength was unique, and within the Chen family, they held great power, a position only the Patriarch could mobilize.
No one in the Chen family knew how many Black Guards there were.
"I said, Xiaomi fell asleep."
"Miss?"
Heiwei looked up again, but Chen Xian'er's eyes became sharper. The smile on Heiwei's face faded, and the corner of his eye twitched. At this moment, the floor tiles under Heiwei's feet shifted.
Chen Xian'er looked at him coldly and walked towards the black guard.
The black guard lowered his head and slowly retreated, finally leaving the vicinity of the house.
Ye Xiaomi and Xin Ziyue, who were in the room, saw this scene.
"Mom, you're protecting me."
"Xiaomi, I don't like the ancestor."
Xin Ziyue squatted down, gently rubbed Xiaomi's hair and said, "Don't worry, your father said we will leave as soon as possible."
"Um!"
Ye Xiaomi hugged Daotai tightly, and Daotai slowly opened his eyes.
"Don't open your eyes, or you'll be discovered."
Daotai closed his eyes again, and really looked like a rag doll.
In the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, the ancestor of the Chen family sat cross-legged on a cushion with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
"Ancestor."
Chen Xian'er walked in alone and bowed.
The Chen family patriarch closed his eyes and continued to coil his Buddhist beads, saying calmly, "Xian'er, where's Xiaomi?"
"The child is asleep!"
"Yeah?"
The ancestor of the Chen family put down the Buddhist beads and looked at Chen Xian'er seriously.
"You are a daughter of the Chen family. You carry the glory of the Chen family on your shoulders."
"The same goes for Xiaomi's future."
"On the day of the engagement, I will hold a family meeting and write Xiaomi into the Chen family tree."
"From now on, she will be Chen Xiaomi."
"What?"
Chen Xian'er's beautiful eyes flashed with coldness, but she lowered her head and said to the ancestor, "Grandpa, Xiaomi is still young. She still needs to discuss it with grandpa and grandma."
"Discuss? What's there to discuss with a rural woman in the North?"
"As for that King of Hell, there's no need for that either."
"Xiaomi must have the surname Chen!"
"When you join the Liu family, the future of the Chen family will depend on Chen Xiaomi."
"Xian'er, you should know my good intentions."
"Xiaomi is the heir of the Chen family."
"Ancestor!"
Chen Xian'er looked up again, her fingers trembled, she didn't know how to refuse.
"Have you forgotten the glory of the Chen family?"
"Xian'er, you must always remember that without the Chen family, there would be no you."
"What's more, you were able to break away from the Five Finger Alliance. Do you really think it was because of the Sword Immortal's inheritance? You are wrong. It was the Chen family."
Chen Xian'er clenched her fists tightly and lowered her head again.
"Grandpa, Xiaomi is still young, I think."
"I don't need you to think that this is all for the Chen family."
"You brought Xiaomi out because you're worried someone might harm her, right?"
"If she were Chen Xiaomi, who would dare to harm her?"
The Chen family patriarch's gaze also grew menacing. At this moment, even Chen Xian'er, the Sword Immortal, felt a slight pressure. This pressure caused Chen Xian'er to raise her head again.
"Ancestor, I understand!"
"very good!"
The Chen family's ancestor was very satisfied. He picked up the Buddhist beads again and smiled kindly at Chen Xian'er.
"Go back."
Chen Xian'er stepped back, and the smile on the face of the Chen family's ancestor in the ancestral hall also disappeared.
"Some things are destined."
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