No matter how down and out he was, he couldn't be underestimated.

At this moment, not to mention Qi jiuxuan, even if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, she could still feel the warmth of her mother. Her heart was so close, as if they had never been separated.

Dongfang Chenqing's face was also full of relief. She also wanted to acknowledge Ling Chuxi's identity, but she always felt that it was difficult to say it. However, when Ling Fenghua said it so frankly, she did not feel the slightest bit of shame. Instead, she felt more relaxed than she had ever felt before.

Yes, this was Fenghua's daughter, her granddaughter. Blood was thicker than water, and they were related by blood. Why should she care about what others thought? When she saw her daughter's calm expression and Ling Chuxi's face that was similar to hers, Dongfang Chenqing felt a little ashamed.