Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag - Chapter 2013

The woman raised her head and looked at the white lantern hanging in the Feng residence.

She hesitated.

I wanted to go in to find someone, but this family was obviously having a funeral, so I was afraid of bumping into others when I went in.

Just when she was hesitating, the concierge who was in charge of welcoming the guests saw her and suddenly widened her eyes.

The porter shouted, “Miss?! Are you a lady!?”

The woman was stunned: “What?”

The concierge was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned back to call the people in the yard.

“Master, Madam, come and see, Miss is back!”

But after a while, a group of hula la crowded from the house to the door.

The Feng family’s couple rushed to the front.

Mrs. Feng’s bun was slightly messed up. She looked at the woman who was a little uneasy at the door, and her tears fell with a “swoosh”.

“Yu’er, you are not dead, you are really back.”

She reached out her hand to hug the woman.

However, the woman was so frightened that she stepped back: “I’m not Yu’er, you’ve got the wrong person!”

Mrs. Feng cried and complained: “You are my child. You can be recognized by your mother with your eyes closed. You are Yu’er!”

Lord Feng looked at the woman’s frightened face. He was still awake, so he held down his wife.

Let the two maids first support Mrs. Feng.

He looked at the woman: “This girl, I’m sorry, you look very similar to our beloved daughter who just passed away. My wife will admit her mistake when she is in grief.”

“Excuse me, what’s your name, why are you lingering in front of my house?”

Master Feng’s tone was relatively calm.

On the woman’s delicate face, the sense of panic gradually faded.

She said, “My name is Ruoxin. I’m here to find my benefactor. I saw him here just now.”

Master Feng gave a slight pause: “Who is your benefactor?”

The woman opened her lips, but suddenly decided not to speak.

She hugged her burden tightly: “Thank you for your concern, I’ll find it myself.”

Along the way, she has seen many bad people.

Better still be careful.

Seeing that the woman was leaving, Mrs. Feng hurriedly cried and said, “Don’t go, you stay, even if you have a few words with me, okay?”

The surrounding guests are also whispering——

“Ms. Feng’s family and this Ruoxin look so much alike, at least seven or eight points alike.”

“Yes, but listening to this Ruoxin’s tone, it doesn’t look like we are from the capital.”

“Maybe it’s because God saw the pity of Master Feng and his wife, and specially arranged for this girl to come.”

When Master Feng listened to these people’s rustling words, his eyes sank.

After a short thought, he took the initiative to step forward: “Girl, you are in this capital, but do you have other family members?”

The woman looked at him warily, but did not answer.

Master Feng thought for a while, and continued: “You don’t have to be afraid, we are not bad people, I am the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and the guests who came to my mansion today are all dignitaries, and they came to mourn the little girl.”

“The benefactor you are looking for must be either rich or expensive. If you come to the capital alone and have no relatives, it can be said that it is even more difficult for you to find a benefactor.”

“But if you are willing to stay and talk to my wife, this officer can find your benefactor for you. With my help, you will get twice the result with half the effort.”

The woman hesitated.

She looked at Madam Feng with tears on her face, looking at her sadly and a little excitedly.

Lord Feng sighed again: “You also saw that my wife is very unstable because of the loss of her daughter. If you can help her get out of this painful time, I will definitely not treat the girl badly.”