Ji Mingyu didn't want to reveal his identity, and he wasn't interested in talking to Yun Feifei, so he turned and left.
Yun Feifei froze in place all of a sudden, her face turning blue and turning white.
In fact, although she is Yun Tianyi's daughter in name, she has never met Yun Tianyi at all.
And every time they met, Yun Tianyi never put her in his eyes, nor would he play tricks on her.
But she originally thought that Yun Tianyi would give her some face in front of outsiders this time.
Let her satisfy her vanity in front of this outstanding man.
Who knew, Yun Tianyi directly treated her as nothing, which made her feel so ashamed.
Yun Feifei's eyes were so red that she was about to cry, but she found that although Ji Mingyu didn't speak, he didn't leave either.
Could it be that he also has a good impression of himself, seeing that he is sad, so he wants to stay and comfort himself
Thinking of this, Yun Feifei's cold heart became hot again.
She raised her eyes slightly, and said with a bit of grievance and sadness in her voice: "Father is always very busy, and he doesn't even have time to spend with me and grandma. Since I was a child, I longed for my father to take some time to spend with me. It's not teaching me how to practice, it's not giving me a magic weapon, it's just that I hope he can stay by my side. Son, do you think my request is too much?"
Silence, a dead silence.
Yun Feifei took a sneak peek at Ji Mingyu, before she could see his expression clearly, she was captured by that handsome face, her breathing was disturbed, her mind was disturbed, and she immediately lowered her head.
She gritted her teeth, couldn't help but took another step forward, and asked with a pleading voice: "Master, can I know your identity? You know my father, can you ask him for me, what exactly do I want?" Can he notice me and care about me more? If I can win the martial artist training competition, will he see me differently?"
"I don't know, my lord, but I also signed up for the Fairy Xuan Ying Grand Prize before the martial artist training competition. I want to invite you to watch it. I don't know you, my lord..."
After Yun Feifei said these words, she was full of confidence, but what responded to her was still cold silence.
She was worrying about the man's reaction, when suddenly a clear and pleasant voice came out, "Does your father treat you differently? Are you asking what my man is doing?"
The voice was so familiar that Yun Feifei's face suddenly became ugly.
She raised her head abruptly, but the first thing she saw was not the person coming, but Ji Mingyu's eyes and expression that changed dramatically.
The man who had always been cold and indifferent, as if everything in the world was just a dead thing in his eyes, suddenly seemed to be gentle with time at this moment, and his body exuded a strong pampering and love.
Yun Feifei looked at it, almost stunned.
Because such a man with gentle and doting eyes exudes a hundred times more charm than before, she is hopelessly infatuated with this feeling, wishing that all the tenderness of this man is directed towards her.
But soon, the man's slender hand caressed another person's face, and his voice was cool and gentle, "Xi'er."
Yun Feifei's gaze also fell on the face of the visitor.
Xi Yue, it really is Xi Yue.
Although he has exquisite facial features, he has always only dressed in men's clothing, without a strong background and strong cultivation. Why does such a person appear in front of him time and time again, and step on himself time and time again