Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

Hearing this, Shen Yuxin turned pale and fainted.

"Yuxin." Seeing her daughter collapsed, Jiao Yuanyuan yelled in shock, the scene was extremely chaotic.

It is well known that the Shen family has a missing daughter, but they have not done anything for so many years, and they thought they had given up looking for someone.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yunci not only found him in private, but also raised him by his side.

What's even more ridiculous is that the real and fake daughters of the Shen family seem to be very difficult to deal with.

Many of the people at the banquet reported the attitude of watching the show, but because of the face, they had no choice but to keep silent.

"What's wrong?" Qin Shuhuai walked over with two young men. When he came back, Shen Yuxin was still on the ground.

Qin Shuhuai was just talking about things in the back, and he didn't know what happened in the banquet hall. When he suddenly saw Shen Yuxin lying on the ground, his first reaction was naturally to ask Qin Ye to take her to the hospital.

After Shen Yuxin was sent away, the atmosphere of the banquet was still very weird.

When Qin Xin came back after answering the phone, he saw his boss standing behind Shen Lingxi, and immediately walked towards him: "Master."

"En." Xie Yan responded, his gaze still falling on Shen Lingxi.

When she walked towards Shen Yun's resignation just now, she let go of her hand without hesitation, it was really... not at all sympathetic.

This sound immediately attracted Qin Shuhuai's attention, he had wanted to see Xie Fan for a long time.

"Third Master, I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't go to greet you. It's too late." Qin Shuhuai's eagerness immediately shifted everyone's attention to Xie Fan.

At the beginning, some people noticed him, but the Shen family's drama was so exciting that people ignored the outstanding Xie Fan.

"It's an eye-opener to wait too long." Xie Fan's words were vague, not very polite, and he could even feel that he was not in a good mood.

Qin Shuhuai was dumbfounded, he had no idea what happened.

I saw Xie Fan walking towards Shen Lingxi: "If you don't want to stay, let's go. It's still early. I'll treat you to what you want to eat."

Shen Yunci frowned, but he didn't know when the relationship between Shen Lingxi and Xie Fan was so good.

"Let's go together?" Shen Lingxi asked.

Shen Yunci shook his head, he wanted to, but he couldn't.

He had to stay and deal with the Shen family's recognition of Shen Lingxi.

"Third Master, please help me send Xixi back." Shen Yun said with resignation.

Xie Yan raised his brows slightly, thanking him so politely seemed to be worthy of recognition: "It should be."

Shen Lingxi listened to the conversation between the two men, and there was something wrong no matter how she heard it.

In the end, Shen Lingxi and Xie Fan left together.

After the two came out of the banquet hall, they went to a noodle stall at the street corner. A bowl of ordinary noodles in clear soup cost five yuan, a very cheap stall.

"Are you here to eat? If you can't, then change places." Shen Lingxi was afraid that this expensive young master would be overwhelmed, so she asked a special question.

Xie Yan smiled lightly: "I'm not as hypocritical as you think, and I didn't eat less food stalls when I was studying."

Shen Lingxi wiped the greasy table on one side with a facial tissue: "I don't see it." It's pretty easy to feed.

It is easier to feed than Xie Feng.

Mr. Xie is a master who sprinkles some gold leaf on every bowl of noodles, and is notoriously hypocritical and difficult to raise.

Two bowls of clear soup were on the table, Shen Lingxi looked at the onions in the bowl and picked them out one by one.

"Don't eat onions?" Xie Fan asked.

Shen Lingxi nodded: "I forgot to mention just now."

Xie Fan saw that she didn't get the coriander out, so he probably could accept it: "What about the coriander?"

Shen Lingxi raised her eyes: "The love of my life."

Xie Yan: "..."

Xie Fan: Isn't the love of my life me?

Shen Lingxi: Not yet.