"I am Ryuken Ishida, head of the Ishida family of this generation," said the man, Ryuken Ishida, pushing up his glasses. "Please, come in."
With that, Ryuken Ishida decisively stepped aside and made way for the three of them. Aoko noticed that guest slippers had already been set out in the entryway, and they were even women's sizes. She could not help raising an eyebrow.
The interior of the Ishida residence was somewhat similar to the Kuonji mansion, though its overall decorative style was more modern. Upon hearing this, the man in blue not only failed to stop, but a trace of panic appeared in his eyes as he suddenly darted toward the city gate at high speed.
After hearing it several times, Lin Zhaoqing always felt something strange in his heart. Yet whenever he heard such words, he also felt a faint secret delight, as though he were actually very close to Eighth Sister.
Then there was the bean sprout and meatball soup sprinkled with emerald-green scallions, followed by the golden bean sprout omelet, both of which earned endless praise from the two. Pucao slowly ate and drank with them, making small talk now and then. For a time, host and guests were truly enjoying themselves.
Now Ningxia had learned her lesson. In the future, she absolutely could not cut open gambling stones outside, lest people take notice of her ability in stone gambling. Otherwise, she would either be schemed against by Cheng Shuo or plotted against by Uncle Fu. She was not a ball of twine and had no desire to tangle herself up in so much trouble.
"I like it." Gu Jiaqi nodded vigorously, her eyes rolling as she tried to read something from Father Gu's face.
The moment Magpie opened her eyes and saw Pucao, she