He once investigated Ning Mengyao, but she never found out that she has a relationship with these people, but now she tells her that she is the owner of the largest organization in the mainland.

If he did not choose Xiao Ziyan at the beginning, but chose her, it is not completely different now.

Wei Yixiang's family, except Wei Kexin, all painted white, and they were provoked to be the owner of Tongbaozhai.

Ning Mengyao could not ignore the shock of everyone present, and looked up at the horrified Nangong month: "I am more powerful than me? Are you more than Nangong?"

Nangong month lips keep squatting, how could she compare to Shangning Mengyao, this may not be possible, she only has this high status in the Lingguo, and Ning Mengyao has a noble identity in all countries, this She can't match it.

"me……"

Ling Luo suddenly stood up and walked to Ning Mengyao: "Why lie to me?" Why should I leave in that way?

Ning Mengyao did not look at Lingluo, but glanced at the people around him with a sharp eye: "Joe Tianchang is the aunt of my Tongbaozhai. I will let you be more uncomfortable than watching the dead. I don't believe it." ”

Xiao Yutian disregarded the occasional sneer and laughed out. Looking at Qiao Tianchang’s eyes was also full of drama abuse. A man was said by his own woman. Anyway, it makes people feel masculine.

Ning Mengyao turned to look at Qiao Tianchang: "Do you feel embarrassed?"

"Nature will not." With such an excellent wife, he is very proud, how can he feel embarrassed?

"Ning Mengyao." Lingluo looked white and looked at Ning Mengyao. Now she has completely changed. She is no longer the one she knows.

Her identity has also become more noble than him.

Ning Mengyao turned to look at Lingluo: "You loosened my hand. I didn't force you. Didn't you choose Xiao Zizhen for the power of Xiao Wangfu?"

"But you didn't tell me..."

"I didn't tell you that I am the master of Tongbaozhai? Haha, Lingluo, what are you when I am?" Of course, she knew that if she told Lingluo that she was the owner of Tongbaozhai, she would definitely become the son of Lingwuhou. But why should she do that? With such a combination of purpose, she is not interested.

Her favorite is still Qiao Tianchang, she is just a helpless village aunt, and he is a noble general, he did not dislike himself, but spoiled himself into the bones, this feeling, she likes.

The people around me listened to the conversation between the two people, and the hearts were a bit weird.

Did the two have had a relationship, only because Lingluo did not see the identity of the people at that time, so chose the county owner of Xiao Wangfu.

However, now the orphan girl has changed and become the master of Tongbaozhai.

"Yao Yao does not move."

"This prince is an eye-opener. He mistakes the fish as a pearl, but the pearl is a fish. The people of Xiao Guo are just like this." Feng Shuo looked like Ling Luo with a smile and laughed at the corner of his mouth.

"Who said no?"

There was a lot of discussion on this matter. The original Mid-Autumn Festival was for the sake of the daughters entering the palace. But now it was so disturbed by Ning Mengyao’s identity. Everyone was only paying attention to her and forgetting today’s events.

Mei Ruolin went to the Ning Mengyao couple and looked at Qiao Tianchang: "Your performance is very good, Joe Tian Chang you are very satisfied with us."

Qiao Tianchang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile on his face: "Sister, brother-in-law."

"Ling Luo, you know that we want to wash your Lingwuhou government on the same day, but Xiaoyao does not agree, because she said that there is no connection with you." Mei Ruolin looked at Lingluo, then continued to speak: "You Said Xiaoyao did not tell you her identity, but how much heart do you have for her?"

Ling Luo is close to his lips, with remorse and hot light in his eyes.

Xiao Zi looked at Ning Mengyao with a cold look. It is no wonder that he did not succeed in sending someone to assassinate her. When they had not found anyone, they were directly blocked.

However, now she has such an identity... The line of sight has quietly fallen on Ling Luo’s body, and Xiao Zi’s face has a blank smile.

He hasn't let go yet.