Xue Yihan still only answered two words, "No!"
The Red Devil smiled wickedly: "Isn't it? Shall we make a bet?"
Xue Yi coldly raised his eyebrows, "Bet?"
"The bet is that I will go to Yutian Academy to help you protect Yan girl, how about it?"
"No need!" Xue Yihan flicked his sleeves and turned around, leaving.
Chaos Baby is no longer the little girl who just entered Yutian Academy, she will not be easily bullied anymore.
He still has only one principle, on the premise that Chaos Baby is safe, he will not interfere with any of her decisions or anything.
If she wanted to experience it by herself, he would guard her, and when she was tired, exhausted, or wronged, all she had to do was return to him.
On Yutian Academy's side, Meng Ge called Nan Yanyang and Liu Che away, and gave Feng Tingyu time to talk with his junior sister.
Ming Wuyan looked at Feng Tingyu steadfastly, and listened carefully to him telling some things that she had never thought about.
She never thought that her life experience would be related to the hated Feng family.
However, thinking of her Phantom Jade and Ice Mist Earrings again, after a moment of deep thought, she fell silent.
"Yan'er, although I don't know exactly what happened back then, my father was really serious about researching the antidote to Qijuesan, and he was looking for you all the time. It's a pity that you were taken away and your father disappeared, and my father never found you. The letters between your father and mother were all kept in the secret room of the study by my father. If I didn't see it by accident, I would not know that I have a younger sister."
Speaking of this, Feng Tingyu said excitedly: "My father and your mother are siblings, my father will not harm your mother, you trust me."
There are many sons in the Feng family, Yan'er's mother, Feng Ruoqin, is the eldest daughter, Feng Tingyue's father, Feng Ruoliang, is the eldest son of a concubine, and her own father, Feng Ruonong, is also a descendant of a concubine, who is three years younger than Feng Ruoqin.
Ming Wuyan was silent for a while, and then asked a question that she couldn't figure out. "You said that my father is a swordsman known as Young Master Mingyue in the Jianghu. He fell in love with me because he saved my mother. The Feng family does not approve of this marriage. I want to know, Feng Ruoliang is a concubine, why should I care about my mother's affairs? Doesn't the Feng family have a head of the family?"
Feng Tingyu's eyes darkened, "Yan'er, you don't know, our grandmother passed away a long time ago, and she died of dystocia when giving birth to my father. Later, the person who ran the family was Feng Ruoliang's mother, and ten years ago, our grandfather died of poisoning in an accident, and it was that accident that your parents met..."
Ming Wuyan was silent again, and after a while, she said again: "Can you recognize me, besides my father's handwriting, is there any other reason?"
She always felt that it was too arbitrary for Feng Tingyu to recognize her as his sister just based on the handwriting on a letter.
Feng Tingyu sighed and said in a low voice: "On February 15th, I saw a black figure break into my father's room. After I chased it, I found that my father was talking to that person, and he was very excited, so I eavesdropped... I heard that person tell my father that Yan'er is also in Yutian Academy. If possible, please ask Yu'er to take care of her. Later, my father came to me and said very implicitly, saying that you are the daughter of a friend of his, but I know that you are my sister."