The old and the young stared at each other. Finally, Yue Qianqiu wailed and leaned on the ground with his hands pressed on his head.

He just thought that Yueying was almost omnipotent, so he would definitely not lose Zhou Jiyue, a self-righteous little girl, but he didn't expect that Yueying might not have told Mr. Yue. He had just spent some time to deal with Uncle Ying!

What does it mean to commit one's own sins and be unable to survive? It means him!

"Little bastard, please tell me clearly!" Old Master Yue was shocked and angry. After jumping up, he rushed to Yue Qianqiu with the agility that is rare at this age. He sat down cross-leggedly, rubbed his chin and said, "Your aunt mentioned that you took in a little girl who was hit by our carriage. Why is that little girl a flying thief?"

Since he had already confirmed that he would not speak out, Yue Qianqiu sat upright listlessly and simply sat opposite the old man, saying that he had heard someone sigh in the carriage, and the car hit someone again halfway. He found that Zhou Jiyue's wound was not right, and suspected that she was a thief, so he lied to his house to recuperate. This was a reason for telling him that he had been told.

Before he could continue to go down, Old Master Yue's face became strange: "No wonder your aunt praised you before, saying that you picked up a little girl who was hit on the street and came back. Now everyone outside said that our Yue family has tutors and responsibility. It turns out that you are not kind-hearted at all. You did it on purpose, little bastard! Then, why did she tell you that you were a flying thief?"

"Aren't you sick, grandpa..."

Yue Qianqiu whispered the words that deceived Zhou Jiyue. Now, Old Master Yue had a wonderful expression. At the end, he beat the ground and said, "You guy, you can think of it. You are a little boy. He also laughed at others for being short and not like a flying thief. He deceived them to insist that they were just like, oh...my belly..."

Facing such a disrespectful grandfather, what else can Yue Qianqiu say?

He looked out the door in a depressed mood, but saw Yueying walking into the door with a smile. This vivid expression seemed particularly rare for the number one thug in Yue Mansion who had always had a rigid face, but he couldn't help but shiver.

"Old man, eldest princess..."

"Don't mention that woman!" The old man interrupted Yue Ying's words directly, pointed at Yue Qianqiu and laughed, "Let our number one little clever ghost tell you how he turned the little flying thief who made the Wu family furious into the house!"

"Grandpa!" Yue Qianqiu was so good at being angry with the old man. "If you don't listen carefully, I can let Uncle Ying say it. Anyway, Uncle Ying saw her today!"

It was not until this time that Old Master Yue put away his joking heart and glanced at Yueying with thoughtful thoughts.

Yue Ying said expressionlessly: "The reason why the Wu family and the Pei family clashed in front of the door today was that at first it was because of the parking location of the two families. Later, it was because the thief who had sneaked into the Wu family appeared and threw something into Lord Pei's car..."

This time, before Yueying finished speaking, Old Master Yue waved his hand and stopped him. His kind eyes just now could no longer be seen, and replaced by sharp pressure like a tiger and leopard.

Only then did Yue Qianqiu truly realize why the old man, with such a humble background, had never had the experience of the imperial examination, but could still stand firm. He did not drag on the mud, but came to surrender. What a wise decision.

If it weren’t for not asking for advice today and being sued by Yueying tomorrow, it wouldn’t be that cheap!

So he immediately said in the original form: "At that time, Chang'an was scolded by his elder brother because of Wu Shangshu's attitude. He ran away. After I caught up with him, he hugged me and cried, and I took him back to Qingfen House to clean up. It happened that Zhou Jiyue knew that Wu Shangshu was coming, and she was shocked and angry. In order to appease her, I asked her to find a way to get out of the mansion and throw the evidence into the carriage of the Pei Mansion, but I didn't let her appear in that way at all, and I didn't want to make such a big fuss!"

"Executive?" Old Master Yue keenly pinched the two most important words, "She also took out the evidence from the Wu Mansion?"

The next moment, the old man's eyes widened: "She threw the evidence into the Pei Mansion carriage so casually? You, you, you, you are so angry!"

Before the old man could beat the floor again, Yue Qianqiu took out the sachet from his arms and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

"After I brought the person back that day, I wanted to discuss it with my grandfather. Who knew you were just sick."

Seeing that Old Master Yue’s face was slightly red, Yue Qianqiu remembered the scaly patches he had just heard in the yard. He knew in his heart that the old master was pretending to be sick. He said angrily: "The one she threw into the Pei Mansion carriage was probably the love letter from Lord Wu and whom. This is the rest. I don’t understand anyway. Grandpa, please read it slowly."

While Mr. Yue was stunned with the sachet, Yue Qianqiu got up and pulled Yue Ying's sleeve and dragged the person to the yard. He was sure that his grandfather didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he stood on tiptoe and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Ying, you used to be a sect?"

Yue Ying couldn't help but be stunned, and then the corner of her mouth curled slightly: "Young Master Jiu guessed wrong, I don't look like Yan Xu."

"Ke Yan... Master claimed to be the head disciple of Xuandao Hall, but said he probably couldn't beat you."

Yue Qianqiu directly beat Yan Xu's roughly and could not beat him. Sure enough, he saw Yue Ying's expression more vivid, and then he bent down and picked him up.

After all, he is not a real child. Yue Qianqiu's first feeling of such special treatment is horror, not excitement.

Didn’t he say the wrong thing and make this evil star angry?

However, Yue Ying, who was holding him, did not have any strange emotions, but said lightly: "Recalling when Yan Xu was in his teenage years old, he was instigated by your father to come to challenge me."

Yue Qianqiu was stunned for a moment before he realized that the so-called father refers to the cheap adoptive father of Master Yue Si. He couldn't help but cry of sympathy for Yan Xu. But he couldn't help asking: "How many moves did Master pass under Uncle Ying's hands?"

You won’t be knocked down just after not even a single move, right?

"He's exhausted."

These four simple words made Yue Qianqiu's face turn green. If he really beat him up with one move, perhaps Yan Xu could still retain some confidence, but he tried his best but couldn't touch the other party's clothes. Yan Xu's psychological shadow is not that scary!

He took a deep breath and made up his mind not to provoke the pervert Yueying in the future, but he only heard Yueying's voice coming from his ears.

"Is that girl from Bailian Sect?"

This time, Yue Qianqiu was simply creepy, and the surprise on his face could not be stopped. He wanted the old man to digest the pieces of paper and then slowly explain Zhou Jiyue's origin, but how did Yueying know? Could it be that he was talking at that time that Uncle Ying had always squatted on the roof or other places he couldn't see and listened to the corner?

This is simply a spy movie!

"The light body skill that follows the shadow is the secret of the White Lotus Sect, and it is most suitable for high heights. I recognized it when I saw the back."

Speaking of this, Yueying smiled at Yue Qianqiu again, without knowing that Yue Qianqiu was crazy about him complaining that he laughed more times today than he had been in the past so many years.

"Speaking of this, that little girl is barely considered my fellow disciple."

What, didn’t you just say you didn’t get involved in the sect?

Seeing Yue Qianqiu's eyes almost popping out, Yueying couldn't help laughing again, but the smile flew away, and then the normal expression was so rigid that there was no ups and downs.

"I was an abandoned disciple in the past, and I was different from that little girl."

Just when Yue Qianqiu felt that his head was struck by lightning again, the voice of Old Master Yue came from Hemingxuan.

"Xiaoying, lift the little bastard in!"

Yue Qianqiu's mouth twitched. Fortunately, Yueying did not lift him in after all, as Old Master Yue said, and still carried him into the house.
Chapter completed!