Nanzhi got used to calling Ming Yulong her aunt instantly, but Ming Yulong was stunned for a moment before she remembered that she was the one she called her, and thought to herself, am I that old? Don't just call her aunt when there is no one around.

Rong's dark side has always been more profound than others think, and Master Ling has no choice but to admit defeat and suffer a loss when facing him.

Seeing that Ming Yulong was so confident in him, Rong Yi couldn't help but smile gently and said slowly: "The people of the Nanling family have always been mysterious in their behavior. They have been living in the East China Sea for hundreds of years. Since your uncle in Nanzhi is also in the East China Sea, why not

Just use the name of the Nanling Family to scare your father, and even if your father suspects him, there will be no doubts."

And this is also the case.

Although Ling Yaotian had heard a little bit about the Nanling family, he still knew who was in that secretive family. However, Nan Yan's elegant temperament should not be underestimated.

"Come here, go to Wanren Villa."

Ling Yaotian gave an order and the carriage changed its route and headed towards Wanren Villa.

Master Wan Zhuang has a good position in Jianghu Sang, and he knows more about Jianghu affairs than he does, or maybe he can learn something from him.

Thinking that he had been suppressed by Nan Yandan's aura just now, Ling Yaotian's eyes couldn't help but sink. Huh, if he finds out that the uncle and aunt who appeared are fake, they and that stinky girl will definitely have something to eat!

Just this thought disappeared after he came out of Wanren Villa in the evening. Unexpectedly, this Nanling family was much more powerful than he knew, and even the owner of Wanren Villa was quite afraid.

Moreover, there really was a man named Nan Yandan in the Nanling family, and his wife was named Xue Qingyun. He remembered that Nan Yandan had called his wife "Qingyun" just now.

The next morning, Ling Yaotian, who had not slept well all night, called the housekeeper and ordered: "Go to the third lady's place to pick up her uncle, and your aunt will go to Wanren Villa. Lord Wanzhuang will personally discuss the marriage with them. Remember to be respectful."

Respectfully? The housekeeper saw that the door owner was a bit weird after he came back last night, so he accepted the order without asking any questions and left.

Master Wan Zhuang wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get involved with the Nanling Family. He was very smart in his calculations, but Nan Yandan was not an easy person to get along with.

But the unfriendly Uncle Rong, after hearing the respectful invitation from the steward of Feihe Sect, sat upright and looked at him and said: "Ling Yaotian has never taken care of my niece for so many years. He wants my wife and me to go to Wanwan."

If we want to discuss marriage at Renshan Villa, then let’s take 10,000 taels of silver as compensation for so many years.”

The butler waiting outside the house had a bad look on his face when he heard this. Ten thousand taels is a big deal. How could the door owner agree?

"Go back and tell Ling Yaotian that if you don't have ten thousand taels, don't mention my niece's marriage." Rong Yi drank tea leisurely and spoke in a calm tone, but it was clear that there was no room for maneuver.

The master of the sect had promised to respectfully invite the third lady's uncle and aunt to Wanren Villa, but now... Feihe Sect's housekeeper had no choice but to rush back with a headache.

Listening to the footsteps leaving the courtyard, Ming Yulong couldn't help but smile, and said to Rong Yi: "I didn't expect you to blackmail Master Ling for Nanzhi. Prince Rong, you are quite humane recently."

Hearing this, Rong Yi said with a gentle face: "Long'er doesn't understand what Ling Yaotian did to Nanzhi, isn't it? For my husband, this is to rob evil and do good."
Chapter completed!