"You're here again?"
Fang Yue, who had just arrived at his doorstep, frowned at the red-clad figure walking toward him.
"I'm here to see my godmother," Hong Ling said with a slight smile.
She paid Fang Yue no mind, walking right past him and into the courtyard. Moments later, the sound of cheerful chatter drifted out.
Seeing this, Fang Yue felt a tinge of helplessness.
This woman, Hong Ling, was clearly skilled in martial arts; she was no girl from an ordinary family.
She also seemed to be a local, but he had no idea why she had latched onto his family.
He had his suspicions about her motives, but from start to finish, he hadn't found a single clue.
And with Ms. Chen's 'favoritism,' Fang Yue couldn't exactly use force. He could only wait and see.
In any case, it seemed for now that the woman had simply hit it off with his mother.
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Another day passed. Fang Yue was scheduled to leave tomorrow.
