In less than two minutes, Liu Zhenying twirled his fingers and stopped at the door of a villa with seemingly careless footsteps without any hesitation.

Without thinking, she walked into the courtyard and knocked on the door: "Hello, I am Liu Zhenying, please open the door."

Hearing the noise, the maid rushed out quickly and was startled when she opened the door and saw her.

The maid didn't know what to call her, so she could only look a little embarrassed and said: "Are you back?"

"Well, thank you for opening the door."

Liu Zhenying smiled slightly with widened almond eyes, nodded to the helper, and walked into the villa without even changing his shoes.

But before passing the entrance, she seemed to remember something again, and suddenly looked back, her clear eyes looking straight at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper was startled for no reason, and his tone faltered: "Is...is something wrong?"

"It's nothing serious, I just did some fortune-telling for you on the way here."

To be honest, the housekeeper couldn't believe his eyes during the whole process.

Liu Zhenying really found the Liu family villa on his own without relying on anyone.

His whole body stiffened and he subconsciously opened his mouth: "What?"

Liu Zhenying spoke extremely calmly: "I calculated that you will suffer a bloody disaster in the next two days. Remember not to drive, otherwise... I'm afraid you will spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

After saying that, she tilted her head and smiled, with innocent and lively eyebrows.

But in the eyes of the housekeeper, he was cold and cruel.

He wanted to say something else, but he watched Liu Zhenying's delicate face return to a gentle and lazy posture, raised his feet and continued walking towards the living room, leaving only one sentence: "Also, there is no need to thank me, after all, I can help

You resolved it, but I...don't want to."

Her brittle voice spoke the cruelest but briskest words, leaving the housekeeper with a face full of shock and horror.

Liu Zhenying strolled into the living room. At this moment, a lady was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea with her well-maintained fingers. Even at home, she was meticulously cared for from head to toe, from the plate to the plate.

From the hair clips she wears to the jewelry she wears on her wrists, everything reflects her status as a noble wife.

Hearing the noise, Yan Zixu didn't even raise her eyelids: "Are you my biological daughter?"

The story is very bloody.

Liu Zhenying was originally the biological daughter of the Liu family, but she was carried by the wrong person when she was born, and was later abandoned. Fortunately, she was picked up by her master, and she and her brothers were raised with little water.

Now.

The Liu family discovered the fact two months ago, and then spent a lot of effort to find Liu Zhenying.

"Well, if your Liu family's DNA test is correct, then I should be your daughter."

Liu Zhenying's eyes looked directly at the other person, his eyes were too penetrating.

Yan Zixu raised her eyes coldly and looked at each other, her heartbeat quickened, and she felt like her thoughts were being read.

She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and put the tea cup heavily on the table: "Look what kind of clothes you are wearing? Your master also said that he raised you very well. I think you are just like a beggar on the street."

,housekeeper……"

Yan Zixu raised her voice, but the housekeeper next to her couldn't react.

It wasn't until she called out two or three times that he quickly responded: "Mrs."

"Why are you so distracted?" Yan Zixu glared at the housekeeper with dissatisfaction, and then ordered commandingly: "Tomorrow, go help the eldest lady buy some decent clothes. Seeing as she is wearing rags, she will be worn by other people.

If we see it, the entire Liu family will become the laughing stock of Nancheng District."

"Yes, ma'am."

Listening to the back-and-forth conversation between the two, Liu Zhenying actually didn't quite understand why his mother, who was related to him by blood, disliked his clothes so much.

Pulling the corner of her clothes, she looked up at Yan Zi and smiled, with an innate sense of calmness: "I think this dress is quite good. It was made by my master. He..."

"What did you just say?"

"My master made it for me."

"Liu Zhenying."

Yan Zixu could hardly maintain her appearance as a wealthy wife, especially Liu Zhenying's behavior which was even less impressive than she imagined.

The disgust in her eyes turned into reality: "You have to remember that you are no longer an orphan begging for food in the mountains. Don't take your master's food for granted. You are the daughter of my Liu family. The Liu family has many rules. Don't take your master's stinky

Did you hear that you brought problems into the Liu family?"

Pursing his lips, Liu Zhenying retorted without thinking: "But master taught me to work when the sun rises and breathe when the sun sets, and to be honest in practice. I don't think this is a bad habit. It's like I can see you."

I will tell you the truth if my ancestral property is withered, my wealth and salary are short-lived, my old age is desolate, and I die without any children to accompany me."

"Liu Zhenying."

Yan Zixu's expression changed drastically, and she threw a cup of tea at him with an even more furious voice.

The broken ceramic dregs emit scalding heat.

Liu Zhenying dodged very quickly without being splashed at all.

On the other hand, the housekeeper's calf was soaked all over, and it was so hot that he grinned and suppressed the sound of pain.

He raised his eyes and met Liu Zhenying's eyes inadvertently, and she stood there quietly. The gray Taoist robe was sprinkled with a touch of gold under the slanting sunlight, which made her apricot eyes black and white, like

Look at him like an outsider.

Suddenly, Liu Zhenying's words before entering the door echoed in his ears again.

[You will suffer a bloody disaster in the next two days, so remember not to drive. 】

A chill of panic and fear suddenly invaded the housekeeper's nerves along the spinal cord.

There was a few seconds of dead silence in the living room, with only Yan Zixu's slightly angry breathing remaining.

Someone heard the commotion and slowly came down from upstairs. She was wearing an off-white skirt. The design was not complicated, but it was obviously made by everyone. Her long, smooth hair and face as big as the palm of her chin were covered with a smile.

With a bit of imperceptible arrogance and hostility.

As soon as she got downstairs, Liu Qixia threw herself into Yan Zixu's arms affectionately, as if she didn't notice anything unusual in the living room: "Mom, I was praised by the piano teacher today. I believe that in a few months, the piano will be better."
Chapter completed!