"Didn't your old man also said that I shouldn't have something that I can hold... Since I don't have it, the Zhao family doesn't have it, why... don't you let outsiders take it away?"

Qian Qian heard this statement for the first time and was stunned for a while.

"Perhaps... for us, let these outsiders take things away and live the life we want to live!"

"...But your grandpa..."

"The grandfather knew about the old ancestral hall because he met a woman at first, and it also caused the ups and downs in the back. Now...I also met a woman!!"

Turning his eyes slightly, he met Qian Qian's eyes very seriously.

"Don't you think it is God's will?"

"Perhaps... she is the one to solve this thing!"

"Haha..." Qian Qian suddenly smiled: "Qin'er, you wouldn't mean it, of course the woman who appeared in the Zhao family has a certain relationship with this woman, right?"

"Isn't it?" Zhao Qin replied very seriously: "You didn't tell me about that woman, how did you know that the appearance of Girl Yu'er has nothing to do with that woman?"

Qian Qian condensed her eyes--

she knows!

Having said so much, reasonable and unreasonable, the final result is only one.

"That woman..."

After a pause, Qian Qian retracted her eyes and looked at the old patriarch's tablet faintly.

"It's from the Mo family!"

"...The Mo Family?" Zhao Qin had heard a little bit about outside affairs, but he was not too proficient.

For a time, I didn't understand the deep meaning behind this word.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin at the door looked up at each other in amazement at the moment they heard it.

"Mo family...woman?"

"Isn't it?"

"This matter has something to do with the Mohist school?"

"Why did you get involved with the Mo family?"

In the ancestral hall, Qian Qian slowly closed her eyes.

"That's a very beautiful, very aura woman, her name is...Mo Xishu...",

"boom!"

Feng Chenglin knocked his head on the door frame.

The dim sum tea cup in Ling Luoyu's hand also fell to the ground.

The movement caught the attention of the ancestral hall.

It was the first time that Zhao Qin saw Zhao Qin with such a gaffe.

Intuitively, something happened to these two people.

Right now, he walked out quickly: "Girl Yu'er, what's the matter? What happened?"

Ling Luoyu flashed in, looking at Qian Qian with scorching eyes.

Qian Qian got up and stepped back subconsciously: "Girl?"

This look made her nervous inexplicably.

"Don't be afraid, we are just asking a question..." Feng Chenglin smiled, pretending to be calm and gentle: "Actually, this is a misunderstanding when it comes to talking about it. I heard some...for example..."

He glanced at Ling Luoyu and withdrew his smile.

"Mo Xishu!!"

Zhao Qin's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at Qian Qian, and then at Ling Luoyu, if he realized something.

"You...you know this name?"

Otherwise, it would not be such a reaction and expression.

"He is my grandmother!" Ling Luoyu paused and added: "My husband's grandmother!!"

Husband? !

This word struck Zhao Qin's ears a bit.

Pulling his lips, he was a little bit disappointed, but still calm: "That's really a coincidence... It's just that I don't know if they are the same person or... just the same name."