Invitation (1)

Shen Miao was slightly stunned and looked up at Xie Jingxing. Xie Jingxing lived in the capital since he was young and knew every corner of the capital. In addition, with the Exiled Immortal Pawnshop behind him, Xie Jingxing might even be better informed than Fu Xiuyi.

He could naturally know whatever he wanted to know.

"What does this have to do with you?" Shen Miao said angrily, "Prince Rui, are you so free as to worry about other people's family matters?"

"Family matters?" Xie Jingxing raised his eyebrows and said, "You seem to be very afraid of that woman."

A trace of coldness flashed across Shen Miao's eyes. She said, "What's there to be afraid of?"