When had the Ginsengfruit ever seen its Host so afraid of a person? Instantly, it shot a sharp glance at Wang Mian.
The two people behind Wang Mian were highly sensitive to malice and killing intent.
Feeling the unfriendly aura from the Ginsengfruit, their bodies imdiately tensed, ready to spring into action.
However, upon seeing that it was a child giving them that look, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.
They had thought that the unfriendly aura was coming from the man standing behind Lady Yun.
Compared to the Ginsengfruit, Xuan Chu appeared just like a soft target, purely ornantal.
This left the two mbers of the Wang Family confused. In such an important occasion, why would Lady Yun allow such a useless person to stay by her side?
It was only because they bore no ill will towards Lady Yun. If it were soone else, with only a child sharing her enmity, she might have been easily taken advantage of.
Xuan Chu looked at the two Wang Family mbers opposite him, puzzled. Weren’t they being quite cautious a mont ago?
Why would they now look at him with eyes full of disappointnt and disdain?
The subtle glances between the two Wang Family mbers, Xuan Chu, and the Ginsengfruit did not affect the undercurrents between Yun Ran and Wang Mian.
After several eye exchanges, Yun Ran extended her hand and pulled the boxes towards her.
"Since the Third Young Master has specially delivered them, I’ll accept them."
With that, Yun Ran opened one of the wooden boxes, showing no embarrassnt in opening gifts in front of others.
Inside the box lay a pair of jade bracelets of glass quality.
If these were not from Wang Mian, Yun Ran would have thought they were fake, given their pureness.
The remaining few boxes were also opened by Yun Ran. Each item she casually took out was of museum-level quality.
Until she finished inspecting, Yun Ran pretended to be sowhat troubled and said, "Oh, I just opened them. The Third Young Master shouldn’t mind, right?"
Who made him send them forcibly? She couldn’t refuse, but surely she could slightly ’disgust’ him, couldn’t she?
Wang Mian pretended not to notice the fleeting slyness in Yun Ran’s eyes.
"The things I gave you, you should open them. Even if you smashed them in front of , it’s up to your liking."
The smile at the corner of Yun Ran’s eyes dropped instantly.
Ah, talking to such an old fox, it’s impossible to gain any advantage, making her seem a bit petty.
Yun Ran imdiately closed the boxes and pushed them aside for the Ginsengfruit to collect.
Although forced to accept them, they were invaluable treasures, and there was no need to be at odds with such good things.
"Does the Third Young Master want to ask anything else?"
Since he approached with ceremony, Yun Ran felt it was not good to keep feigning ignorance, hoping Third Young Master Wang wouldn’t be too greedy, or else he couldn’t bla her.
"I’m just curious about the authenticity of the mories in my head and how they appeared there."
"Nothing else?"
Yun Ran couldn’t help but be suspicious. Although her little uncle’s Spirit Puppet was in a damaged state when rged with Wang Mian’s Divine Soul,
it was still her little uncle. Even with just a portion of his mories, the power could be terrifying.
These mories pose no hidden dangers when placed within Qingfeng Temple’s people, given they carry Prohibitions.
But if these mories fell into the hands of others, especially with a Divine Soul lacking Prohibitions, if that person harbored malice, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Wang Mian didn’t imdiately understand Yun Ran’s guarded tone but instantly realized those mories were probably of great importance.
Once he understood this, Wang Mian’s breathing beca noticeably heavier for a mont.
But being an old fox like him, he knew well how to appear open when others were on guard.
"May I ask whose mories they are?"
"They’re my little uncle’s."
Wang Mian suddenly understood. No wonder the mories contained such affection for a sowhat mischievous yet faceless little girl.
Perhaps the obsession with those mories was so deep that it even influenced him, causing an urge to treat Yun Ran well upon seeing her.
Of course, there was also a slight inclination to teach her a lesson.
When it’s just about caring for a little girl, Wang Mian didn’t mind. After all, the Wang Family’s vast wealth ant he didn’t hesitate to give away good things.
But for soone like Wang Mian, inexplicably favoring an outsider because of so mories felt slightly awkward.
"Could I et your little uncle? Also, how did these mories end up in my mind, and is there a way to remove them?"
Initially wary of Wang Mian, Yun Ran’s eyes brightened upon hearing him propose eliminating her little uncle’s mories.
Even though she didn’t want to think of people as dark and sinister.
But if Wang Mian didn’t want these mories, he was barely categorized as a passerby between a friend and foe in Yun Ran’s view.
After carefully choosing her words, Yun Ran said, "My little uncle has gone on a journey. As for why you have his mories,
it’s an extraordinarily coincidental accident. Your family’s equipnt exploded, and you were almost gone at that ti.
It was my little uncle who extracted a part of his own Divine Soul to rge into yours, barely saving your soul from scattering, or you would have been dead."
Yun Ran’s words mixed truth and falsehood, only hiding the fact that her little uncle tore through space from the Otherworld and the mutual rescue between her little uncle and the Spirit Puppet,
The rest, however, was true.
Wang Mian had long had soone investigate, but they couldn’t find the most crucial information.
If not for knowing that Qingfeng Temple was a proper Xuan Sect and Yun Ran was personally supported by that Xie family boy, Wang Mian wouldn’t have personally co to inquire.
Now knowing the answer, Wang Mian was shocked but could handle it.
After a long pause, Wang Mian continued, "How do I clear these mories?"
As the Wang Family’s head, Wang Mian had absolute confidence, disdaining to use the extra mories for anything.
With so desire, no one could outsmart him. His inherently cold heart gained a soft spot due to these mories
which, for Wang Mian, beca an awkward constraint that felt uncomfortable.
In the face of Wang Mian’s question, in the past, Yun Ran would have readily agreed, but having failed once, she was uncertain.
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