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Chapter 107

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Thinking of this, he couldn't help but follow.

Feng Qingge, who was behind them, frowned slightly when she saw this. She glanced at the inconspicuous carriage before moving forward to follow them.

On the other side, Guan Xilin came to the side of the carriage and handed a scallion pancake to Leng Shuang, "This is for you. There's also some mung bean soup. Eat it while it's hot before we leave."

Leng Shuang glanced at him and reached out to take it, thanking him.

He stepped into the carriage and lifted the curtain with one hand to go in. He said, "Little Nine, the scallion pancakes are still warm. That uncle said that they taste very good together with the mung bean soup, so I brought a portion for each of you."

Fengjiu in the carriage reached out to take the scallion pancake and mung bean soup. She smiled and said, "Mung bean soup! I haven't had it in a long time. Brother, thank you. "

"Hehe, what are you thanking me for? As long as you like it. We'll buy a few maids back and let them serve you and make you delicious food." After being together for so long, he knew that she loved delicious food.

"Okay."

She smiled in response. Seeing him sit back in the carriage, she opened the bag and was about to take a bite of the scallion pancake when she suddenly heard a familiar voice from outside the carriage.

"Miss Guan, I'm Murong Yi Xuan."

Miss Guan? Who was he calling?

Fengjiu in the carriage was slightly startled. She looked at her cheap brother who was also startled and silently asked, "What's going on?"

Guan Xilin took a bite of the scallion pancake and said, "I just met him when I was shopping. His name is Murong Yi Xuan. He said he offended you last time in Stone Forest Town and wanted to apologize."

Speaking of this, he was slightly annoyed and said, "I just told him that he didn't need to, but he still followed me. I really don't know what he wants!"

"I'd better go down and take a look!" He put down the scallion pancake in his hand and was about to lift the curtain and jump off the carriage when he suddenly turned back and said to Fengjiu, "Xiao Jiu, put on your veil."

The scar on Xiao Jiu's face hadn't healed yet. She always wore a veil when she went out. He didn't want others to look at her with dirty eyes after seeing the scar on her face.

"Mm." Fengjiu smiled as he put on the veil. He felt a little strange. What was Murong Yixuan trying to do?

Murong Yi Xuan, who was waiting outside the carriage, was a little nervous at this moment. His palms were slightly sweaty. He looked at the carriage with anticipation. Would she lift the curtain? Did she remember the two times she had met him by chance?

When Leng Shuang, who was driving the carriage outside, saw the trace of expectation on Murong Yi Xuan's face, he couldn't help but frown and looked at him strangely.

What was Murong Yi Xuan trying to do? Based on what she knew, wasn't he engaged to the Feng manor's young miss, Feng Qingge? Why was he looking at the carriage with such an expectant and nervous expression?

The curtain of the carriage was lifted by Guan Xilin and he walked down. He casually let down the curtain and looked at Murong Yi Xuan who was standing in front of the carriage. "Didn't I say that you don't need to apologize? Why did you still follow me? "

At this moment, Murong Yi Xuan was looking at the carriage in a daze. When he thought of the appearance of the woman in the carriage when the curtain was lifted, his heart began to thump.

Today, she wasn't wearing red clothes. Instead, she was wearing a white dress. Her face was covered with a veil of the same color. She just sat there quietly, her entire body exuding an elegant and refined aura. She appeared so serene and elegant.

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