When Yan Shiqi heard Qiao Mu's words, he was in a trance for an instant.

She slept a little.

Ling Zihuan is the daughter of the Ling family, and Ling Mi is her aunt?

Then she's by her side......

Thinking like this, Yan Shiqi hurriedly suppressed this thought again.

Ling Zihuan has been by her side for more than half a year, and she has never crossed the line, and even her heart for protecting herself is obvious.

She is not a person who thinks differently, and she will not doubt her intentions because of other people's words and Huanhuan's true identity.

She believes more in her own perception and experience.

Yan Shiqi was silent, and his thoughts rose and fell.

Ling Zihuan looked at her lowered side face for a moment, the corners of her mouth sank more and more, and she was about to cry when she saw it.

She was afraid that Sister Seventeen would not believe her, and that she would think she had another purpose.

She really didn't have ......

"Sister......

Ling Zihuan shouted softly, in exchange for Qin Baiyu's cold gaze and a low reminder: "Call the fourth aunt." ”

Qiao Mu: "......"

When the have you been showing affection?

His little girl is about to cry, don't you see?!

Qiao Mu glanced at Qin Baiyu obliquely, pursed his thin lips, and revealed his displeasure.

Ling Zihuan sniffed, glanced at Qiao Mu, and just wanted to speak, Mu Yi pushed the door in with the service staff.

The man next to her patted the back of her hand and reminded softly, "Eat first." ”

"Oh, oh, good!"

Yan Shiqi's contemplation was interrupted by the man, and she looked at the dining car, her eyes still a little fluttering.

Apparently I didn't come back to my senses.

It wasn't until a bowl of porridge was put into her hands by a man, she touched the warm porcelain bowl and stirred it with a spoon, then she looked at Ling Zihuan, "Huanhuan, what did you just say?"

The attitude has not changed, and the tone is still gentle, except for the confusion between the eyebrows......

Ling Zihuan's nails picked at the sofa skin, biting the corners of his mouth, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Fourth aunt, I didn't mean to lie to you, don't be angry, okay?"

The little girl's eyes were red, and her tone was full of pleading.

Yan Shiqi took a sip of porridge, and the warm current rolled into her stomach, making her squint comfortably.

Hearing Ling Zihuan's words, she swallowed the porridge, looked at her and asked without answering: "I'm not angry, why should I be angry?"

"Really?" Ling Zihuan's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had regained his strength, and he almost didn't jump up.

But when he suddenly touched the sight of Qiao Mu and Qin Baiyu, he wilted again.

Yan Shiqi drank the porridge, and the whole person was much more sober, from just now to now, she roughly understood the ins and outs, this will put down the porridge, and said to the man next to her and Qiao Mu, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

She wanted to talk to Huanhuan alone.

"It's fine. The man's low response, indulgent attitude was unreasonable.

Although Qiao Mu was reluctant, when he thought of Yan Shiqi's personality, he also nodded, which was regarded as an agreement.

The two left the room one after the other, and Mu Yi also walked out.

The huge palace suite was still filled with the heavy smell of smoke they left behind.

Yan Shiqi got up from the sofa, stepped forward to open the window, and when she lowered the screen, a cool breeze blew on her face, which was very comfortable and blew away her fog.

Ling Zihuan sat there, staring at her motionlessly.

Wherever Shi Qi went, she saw it, like a 'Sister Wangshi'.

"Huanhuan, in this way, are you really the little daughter of the Ling family?"

Yan Shiqi returned to the coffee table, took the plate on the dining car, and took the time to hand Ling Zihuan a look.

It wasn't until he saw her nodding with her own eyes, looking annoyed and nervous, that Yan Shiqi shook his head with a smile, "Why?