Yan Junyu thought she was shocked by his identity and couldn't help but feel smug, "That's right, I am the legitimate eldest grandson of Wu An's Mansion, known in the capital as 'Young Master.'"
With her suspicions confirmed, Mo Yan wished she could smash the Ink Jade and the thumb ring right into his smug face.
If it weren't for Wu An's Mansion, her father wouldn't have been framed and punished by Bu Shi Ren. Unexpectedly, the person she had to deal with this time turned out to be the Young Master of Wu An's Mansion; she really didn't know whether to marvel at the narrowness of fate's paths or dive into the depths of monkey dung!
Seeing that her expression was off, and even faintly murderous, Yan Junyu joked, "What's the matter? Could it be that our families have a feud?"
"You really have quite the imagination!"
Mo Yan's eye twitched; she couldn't help glaring at him but ultimately did not bring up that incident.
