Sheng Zexi gave a light chuckle, the corners of his mouth full of sarcasm, as if to say, do you still remember you're my father?
Sheng Xinhao was furious at Sheng Zexi's attitude, but he thought about what he had previously considered, about having a good talk with Sheng Zexi upon seeing him again, so he temporarily suppressed his temper.
At this moment, his gaze inevitably fell on the woman beside Sheng Zexi.
At first glance, his eyes lit up, for no other reason than this girl being exceedingly beautiful, with eyes like peaches and plums, bright and captivating. Even though Sheng Xinhao had lived to this age and seen many beauties, including his former wife Sang Yuwan, who was also a beauty, he had to admit that the girl before him was the most beautiful he had ever seen.
Her demeanor was also elegantly composed.
The identity of someone who can stand beside Sheng Zexi is self-evident.
Isn't she just the countryside girl this boy secretly married?
