Yun Ran met his sinister gaze and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. There was no fear in her clear eyes.
Wu Tong's expression paused for a moment. He still could not understand how that little beggar had become such a beauty in front of him.
What went wrong?
He remembered that the dirty and ugly little beggar had a large hideous scar on her face, but the woman in front of him had porcelain-like skin. Not to mention scars, she didn't even have a single flaw.
At this moment, Wu Tong began to suspect if this woman was the little beggar he had sent to Mo Beiyuan back then.
But if she wasn't, then what was with the information that Da Jing had secretly sent back?
All these years, other than this woman, there was no one else beside Mo Beiyuan.
And the ages of the two children matched.
"Wu Tong! I'm asking you to detoxify the poison. If you don't understand, get lost from my side. Do you hear me?"
