My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 118: One hundred eighteen, can’t help it. Chapter 118: One hundred eighteen, can’t help it. Song Yufeng thought for a moment and said, “Xiao Ning doesn’t seem like a child who grew up in the countryside, and her medical skills have truly surprised me.” If Xiao Ning were already in her teens or twenties, he might accept that, but she was only seven years old and her medical skills had already surpassed her grandfather’s, which was indeed unfathomable. Moreover, the noble and aloof temperament she possessed was something Xiao Xue and Xiao Li couldn’t compare with.

“These are just superficial aspects, she is even more outstanding than you see—her composure, her calmness, her attitude toward handling matters, none of these are typical for a child her age,” said Mr. Song. His wife had told him that after being pricked by Xiao Ning’s silver needle, she couldn’t move, and at that time, Xiao Ning had already gone inside the house with her grandparents. Using a silver needle to target acupoints from such a distance was certainly not likely. Therefore, he had a bold guess that Xiao Ning might be an ancient martial cultivator, and possibly there was a powerful master behind her.

“Mhm,” Song Yufeng nodded in agreement.

“Do you now understand why I gave Xiao Ning the family’s White Jade?” Mr. Song’s sharp gaze was on Song Yufeng, hoping he wasn’t too foolish.

Song Yufeng nodded, “Dad hopes that Xiao Ning will return to the Song Family and that under her leadership, the Song Family will reach new heights in the future.”

Mr. Song picked up his teacup and took a sip, “That’s only one reason. I suspect that Xiao Ning might have a great master behind her.” If things were as he suspected and if Xiao Ning was willing to lead the Song Family in the future, then it was very likely that the Song Family would tread a path beyond his imagination.

A hint of shock appeared in Song Yufeng’s eyes, and he simultaneously thought of what Xinxin had told him about how Xiao Ning had drugged her, “Dad, do you mean that it’s very likely that Xiao Ning is an ancient martial cultivator?” Since the Song Family was one of the Four Great Families in Beijing, they naturally knew many things; ancient martial sects and ancient martial cultivators were not secrets to a family like theirs.

“Mhm,” Mr. Song nodded. Although it was only speculation, he felt this guess was likely to be true.

antidote?” Although he and Xinxin had been giving each other the cold shoulder these past few days, Xinxin was still his wife, and it pained him to see her cover her face tightly every day, not daring

good to learn a lesson,” said Mr. Song blandly. He had made a call to Yang Lisheng

saw her grandparents sitting in the courtyard, enjoying the cool breeze, “Grandpa! Grandma! I’m back.” There was air conditioning in

some watermelon; it’s really sweet,” Li Meixiang called out to

down next to Li Meixiang, “I won’t eat it. I had too much today and can’t eat anymore. Grandpa, grandma, I

grandpa and grandma to accompany you?” asked Li Meixiang. They were going back to Yang City the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow she and her partner planned to buy some local products to share with their neighbors and friends in Yang City, as the neighbors had always taken good care of them. Since it was a rare visit to

will come to pick me up in the morning. She has invited me to visit her company. I should be back in the afternoon,” Song Yan Ning rested her head on Li Meixiang’s

also looked up at the sky, “Yes, it’s been a long time since we’ve

for a while and seeing that they both seemed tired, Song Yan Ning

going to head inside too,” Li Meixiang stood up, picked up the plate of watermelon from the table,

set up the array, and continued to refine with her

at

walked to the wardrobe. He

Xin’er got out of bed and followed Song Yufeng into the bathroom. “I haven’t finished

I want to rest early tonight. I have a lot to handle tomorrow,” said Song Yufeng wearily. Ever since Xinxin’s face issue had put her in a bad mood, they would always end up fighting after just a few words; he genuinely didn’t want to