Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Pei Nian drove, Chu Yao sat in the passenger seat, and the back seat was reserved for Yu Weiguo and Zhang Tianen.

If there were more people, the car wouldn't be able to fit in any more.

Zhang Tianen was arranging Xiao Mengyuan's hair. He didn't know what she was dreaming about, and kept mumbling.

"Do you think the person who came to see Meyer would be Rose Lee?" Pei Nian asked casually.

What Zhang Tianen saw was the man's back, not his appearance. He only knew that he was over 1.8 meters tall, with a very straight back. He should be a young man.

This image was completely different from the Rose Lee they had seen before, but Pei Nian had a special premonition.

There is another very important reason. Meyer is a subordinate of Rose Lee. The only person who can make her change her mind after hearing the news is Rose Lee.

"Yu Xiaoyang once saw a man in a white robe. The man said something and mentioned the 'son of the leader.'" Chu Yao looked at the scenery outside the window. "I suspect that the so-called Ross Lee is a nickname for a family."

Whoever inherits the leadership of the family will be called Rose Lee.

At present, this successor will only be the heir of the previous one, and will not be a side branch or outsider.

In Yu Lu's recollection, the "son of the leader" was not willing to become the new leader, which made it impossible for their organization's plan to continue.

Now, he may have shaken his ideas and started working for the organization.

Pei Nian first drove the car back to Aunt Zhao's villa. He was worried that Yu Wei would scare Aunt Zhao, so he asked him to wait in the car.

Aunt Zhao was already waiting impatiently, urging the housekeeper to make more trips to the door.

She called Pei Nian many times, but unfortunately there was no signal in the cave and Pei Nian did not receive any calls.

"Oh, you're finally back. I'm so worried!" Aunt Zhao quickly reached out to pick up Xiao Mengyuan.

Aunt Zhao looked at Zhang Tianen for a few times and asked doubtfully: "Who is this?"

She had never met Zhang Tianen, but Zhang Tianen was very skillful in holding the child. When she came from the door, Xiao Mengyuan was lying firmly in her arms, which made Aunt Zhao feel a little fond of her.

"She is..." Pei Niangang wanted to speak, but closed his mouth again.

How should he introduce Zhang Tianen?

Aunt Zhao knew Xiao Mengyuan's life experience, but few people would believe it if the dead were resurrected.

Besides, Aunt Zhao is not young anymore and cannot withstand being scared.

"Hello, I went out to play today. There was something wrong with the car on the way. I happened to meet them and gave me a ride." Zhang Tianen made up an excuse.

"Oh, that's it. You should have children too, right?" Aunt Zhao suddenly realized, "I can tell at a glance that you are a good hand at taking care of children."

Zhang Tianen's eyes lingered on Xiao Mengyuan's face, "Yes, my child is already this old. It's getting late, and it's time for me to leave."

"Since we're here, why don't we stay for a meal together? Our chef here is good at cooking Cantonese cuisine. Girl, you have to try it!"

Despite Aunt Zhao's kind invitation to stay, Zhang Tianen kept finding excuses to evade.

Xiao Mengyuan on the side stretched out her arms, as if she was about to wake up.

"Sorry, I have to go back to repair the car. I have to go." Zhang Tianen hurriedly walked towards the door.

"Oh, it's not a coincidence." Aunt Zhao shook her head, "You all have something to do, so go back."