Wearing books, it’s not easy to be a villain brother

After putting away the notebook, Su Qingfeng said calmly. "Are you looking for me to purchase goods or are you here to rob me?"

"Oh, don't be stingy. This is the first time your daughter has made a request to you, and as the young master of the Su family, this little money is just drizzle to you, hehehe."

Nangong Susu smiled at the end. She didn't know why. Su Qingfeng, who was not so willing at first, felt that it was okay to agree to this little girl.

No, he must have been tense for too long, and he hasn't seen the child for a long time. It's definitely not because this girl is [-]% the child of "Su Qingfeng".

He had only held her a few times so far, and he couldn't bear the sudden birth of another baby.

"Okay, I have to leave quickly. If my mother finds out that I came to find you secretly, it will be a disaster if I can't protect you." Nangong Susu waved his hand, turned around and left.

Seeing her little figure jumping away, Su Qingfeng remained speechless.

Du Lingxi glanced back and forth at Su Qingfeng and Su Qingfeng. After thinking for a moment, an almost transparent light blue spirit floated out of the shadow and followed Nangong Susu quietly.

As soon as she finished, Su Qingfeng suddenly stood in front of her and stared at her closely.

"What... what's wrong?"

Du Lingxi was a little flustered. Could it be that Su Qingfeng noticed what she did just now?

"Lingxi, I know it's hard to explain, but I really don't know anything about it."

"What this matter is about cannot be solved here." Du Lingxi did not delve too deeply into it now. She would not make a decision easily until she found out.

After waiting awkwardly for a while, Long Qingling arrived.

"Young Master Su, you have been waiting for a long time. Here..."

Long Qingling took out her storage bag as she spoke. Su Qingfeng interrupted her halfway through her words.

"Long Qingling, do you, Linglong Pavilion, have any information about my daughter? She is about four or five years old, and her name is Nangong Susu!"

He looked serious and stared at Long Qingling opposite, with a sense of urgency in his tone.

"Varied……"

Long Qingling obviously didn't expect Su Qingfeng to ask this question. She paused with her hands and opened her red lips slightly, not knowing how to reply.

"Su... Young Master Su, how...how could you ask this?"

Long Qingling stuttered for a rare moment, but after all, she had some exquisite talents and her own composure, she recovered quickly.

"Young Master Su, Linglong Pavilion has no information about your daughter. I swear this with my Taoist heart."

As she spoke, Long Qingling raised one hand and gestured with three fingers.

Su Qingfeng was somewhat discouraged, "Forget it if you don't, I just asked casually."

There is no news about Linglong Pavilion. Do you want to go to Nangong's house? But in the original version, Su Qingfeng ran away regardless of the engagement, which left him looking for some reason to go.

While Su Qingfeng was discouraged, Du Lingxi saw some clues.

Nangong Susu jumped back to the original meeting room. This girl cleverly left the door open for herself.

He opened the door quietly and felt relieved after confirming that no one was behind the door.

"Fortunately, my mother probably hasn't come back yet, hehe." Nangong Susu breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned around to close the door with secret joy in her heart.

A cold voice sounded, frightening Nangong Susu.

"You went to see him? Your father."

"Mom?" Nangong Susu's eyes widened, staring in disbelief at the sudden appearance of a woman in the room.

This man was lazily leaning on a chair. Under the light of the light, he was dressed in black clothes to shape his body. His figure looked slender and well-proportioned. He leaned on the seat with one hand, and his three thousand black hair was simply pulled into a fringed bun.

On her face, she wore a strange black, red, and white mask, and the only thing revealed was her piercing eyes like cold stars.

Nangong Susu shrank her head and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the woman opposite.

"Why, you just sneaked away once, is it possible that you didn't see me?"

The woman's voice came again, without any emotion at all.

"I see... I see it." Nangong Susu answered truthfully. She was still very afraid of the mother who gave birth to her.

"Now that we've met, you should stay in Linglong Pavilion honestly this time and don't cause any trouble to your Auntie Ling. Mom will have to leave for a while and I will pick you up after the matter is settled."

"Oh……"

Nangong Susu pouted, complaining a little in her heart, and wanted to leave again. In the past year, she left three times, each time for a month or two.

He kicked the cabinet next to him with his little feet, and suddenly remembered something while kicking. "Eh? That's not right, mother, haven't you been unwilling to tell me about dad? You didn't let me ask any more questions. Why don't you seem angry when I secretly went to find him this time?"

The woman was silent for a while and shook her head.

"Go play, it's between me and him."

Through the mask, Nangong Susu saw the look of confusion in the woman's eyes. This was the first time she saw her mother showing such an expression.

Put your hands on your hips and straighten your small body, which is not very high.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Is he bullying you? I'm going to teach him a lesson right now!" Nangong Susu said angrily, words that were completely inconsistent with her small body.

The milky sound and milky look are not intimidating at all.

The woman sighed, sent Nangong Susu away with a piece of pastry, then came to the window and looked down.

"Have you seen enough?"

The woman suddenly spoke, but there was no one else in the room except her.

Turning around, staring at one place, the spiritual power in his hands gradually gathered.

The next moment, a nearly transparent figure slowly rose from the ground. It was the spiritual clone that Du Lingxi had just released.

This clone was unable to speak, so it used spiritual power to turn into words and show them to the woman. "This clone is a secret technique left behind by an ancient great master. It cannot be detected with spiritual consciousness. How did you discover me?"

"Sound, you made a very subtle sound when walking through the ground, which caused vibrations." The woman explained generously.

The clone was silent for a while and made no movement. She was not sure whether the woman's words were correct. "Who are you?"

"Since I have put on the mask, I will not reveal my identity easily. Let's go. I don't want to do anything today. By the way, I will tell Su Qingfeng that Abyss has set a trap at the Hundred Sects Conference, so he should be careful."

After the clone dissipated, the woman looked out the window.

There was a small white jade bottle in his hand. On the bottle, a cyan pattern could be vaguely seen, but most of it was blocked by the woman's hand, and the entire pattern could not be seen.

"Su Qingfeng, are you also reborn?"