On the second day, the sky was still a little gray, and large clouds swallowed the sky, overwhelming people's breath.

This rain has been brewing for so long, but it still hasn't fallen.

Dressed in green clothes, he stood on the avenue of Xingdu and quietly looked at the opposite side.

It was a tall courtyard, and two stone lions were squatting outside the brand-new vermilion lacquer door with their teeth and five claws, holding their heads high to the sky, carved vividly. There is a plaque hanging on the forehead of the door painted with a unicorn pattern, with two big characters of "Shen Fu" written on it, and the golden eyeballs are dazzling.

The girl in Tsing Yi pursed her lips slightly, and a sneer overflowed at the corner of her mouth.

The Shen family, Yaoxing, and even the wealthy families known to everyone in the entire Three Kingdoms, twenty years ago, swept the business world of the Dragon Court Continent at a terrifying speed, and became rich overnight.

I heard that the Shen family has millions of gold, which is comparable to the Yaoxing treasury; I heard that the head of the Shen family only needs to move his fingers, even if you are thousands of miles away, you will still lose your head.

In Yaoxing, no one dared to touch Shen Jiada.

It's just that in the eyes of Qianzi, who is standing there at this moment, everything is just a joke.

Dogs can't change their eating, even if they become imperial merchants, the smell of copper will always be emitted in their bones!

While she was watching, the right-hand side door was pushed open from the inside, and a neatly dressed little man walked out with a big broom, and at a glance she saw the girl opposite.

The girl didn't dodge either, and looked at him lightly.

"Big, big lady?" The little guy stared at Qianzi for a long time and recognized it, the face was a little longer than a few years ago, but the eyebrows and eyes were the same as her mother. The broom in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't pick it up, but ran back, shouting at the top of his voice, "Master, master, the eldest lady is back!" ”

Qianzi raised her snow-white chin, snorted, not afraid at all, and strode towards her door.

The blue flowing yarn pleated long skirt is charming and fluttering, and the silk brocade is thin with the same color, and the clothes are exquisite, which sets off the girl's luxury like a fairy. On the pink face, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes are like autumn water, with the aura bred by the purple clouds.

As soon as the construction of a splendid dwelling was compared with her, it was immediately vulgar and bleak.

This eight-in, eight-out, palace-like mansion is repaired and repaired, changed and changed, Qianzi looked at the unfamiliar garden, and walked along with the old memories.

"Ah Zi, are you back?" A deep voice came, and on the flower path on the left, a round fat ball rolled towards her surrounded by everyone.

When you get closer, you can tell that it is a person, with a fat face, it is her pampered father Shen Jinjin.

"Father." Qianzi shouted lightly.

Shen Jinjin looked at the daughter in front of him with a pair of eyes that were forced by fat to only two slits. I haven't seen her for a few years, and she has grown a lot, and her temperament is very different from when she was a child. The original ugly duckling has transformed into a radiant white swan, which made the old people of the Shen family present secretly surprised.

"You really studied under the Cloud Peak Dao people?" Shen Jinjin asked.

Qianzi smiled faintly: "You are my father, where am I studying, doesn't my father know?" ”

Yunding Daoren is a hidden master, quite prestigious in the Three Kingdoms, when I happened to see Qianzi who was still a baby, I felt that her foundation was quite good, and she was the daughter of the old man, Qianzi's concubine was once also Miss Qianjin, and later committed a crime at home, so she entered the flower building.

Yunding Daoren and Qianzi's grandfather used to be friends, and for a moment of pity, he accepted Qianzi under the door and became his only female apprentice.

Although she entered the door early, she was picked up by the Yunding Dao people when she was five years old.

At that time, in order not to reveal her identity, Yunding Daoist did not come forward, but entrusted a female nun, saying that she wanted to accept apprentices and took Qianzi away.

Shen Jinjin had already thrown Qianzi's mother and daughter to the side courtyard, where did he care about their life or death? Until not long ago, he heard the ups and downs outside say that the prince Duanmu Liang of the Heavenly Night had a senior sister, who was also a personal disciple of the Yunding Daoist, and she looked quite like the eldest lady of his family. Only then did he become suspicious and sent someone to visit him day and night.

However, the messenger hadn't come back yet, so Qianzi went home first.

Seeing her bearing, Shen Jinjin didn't need to ask for anything more, and his heart had already dawned on him.

Busy with yellow and white things all day long, he really cares too little about this concubine. Care? No, is there such a thing? He had almost forgotten that he had such a daughter.

Even so, Qian Zi's sarcastic accusation that he had never cared about her still made Shen Jinjin's fat facial muscles tremble a few times, a little embarrassed, a little annoyed.

But soon he suppressed his discomfort, and said with a smile: "It's good to come back, my father used to care less about you, and I always felt guilty, but fortunately I can make up for it now." Come back and live for a few years, and your father will definitely choose a good son-in-law for you to marry. ”

If it was before, Qianzi might still be excited. But after being raised by the Taoists of the top of the clouds for a few years, and working hard outside for a few years, she is no longer the Qianzi of the year.

"Father, do you want to marry your daughter so much?" Qianzi seemed to only hear his last sentence, and the previous ones were automatically ignored.

Shen Jinjin has a lot of money and loves noodles in his life, and he has the most important face, and he was ridiculed twice by his daughter who has always looked down on him in front of his cronies, and his face was difficult to hang.

"Aren't you still blaming your father?" He asked with a cold face.

Qianzi looked at his eyes, and she didn't even have heartache, this person was not her father, she had never treated him as a father, so she wouldn't have heartache.