Guo Sufi had no idea what lay behind it all, but when she heard that Ou Yan was all alone in this world, her eyes reddened as well. She felt that this noble benefactor was also a pitiful soul, far worse off than herself. Reaching out, she took Ou Yan's hand. "Poor child... sigh, then I'll call you Ou Yan!"
Joy lit up Ou Yan's face as she said sweetly, "Auntie, that would be best!"
Guo Sufi turned to Zhang Xiaohu. "Xiaohu... I don't know... much, but... Ou Yan is staying here for a day, so... don't you go driving her away!"
Zhang Xiaohu gave a bitter smile. "Mother, Young Miss Ou is the blood sister of our Misty Sect's previous Great Gang Leader. Even if I wanted to send her away, my master, Martial Ancestor, and all the disciples under me would never agree!"
Then he hesitated slightly. "As for ownership of Huanxi Mountain Villa, Young Miss Ou, isn't it still too early to bring that up?"
Ou Yan smiled. "It's only a matter of sooner or later. Isn't that right, Changge?"
Changge was fairly acquainted with Ou Yan. Hearing this, her face flushed crimson, and she murmured to herself, not knowing how to answer.
Ou Yan turned her gaze and spotted Liu Qian and Zhang Xiaolong. She smiled. "This must be Brother Zhang and Sister-in-law Zhang."
As she spoke, she stepped forward to greet them, then took Liu Qian's hand and asked, "Sister-in-law, how is your skin so lovely? You look so much younger than I do!"
Hearing Ou Yan praise her for looking young, Liu Qian's face filled with delight, and she began chatting with Ou Yan.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaohu wore an expression that was half laughter, half tears.
Ou Yan was Ou Peng's blood sister, while