Wen Ranran opened the car curtain and got out of the car, and saw a middle-aged man standing at the door. The middle-aged man was dressed in black and had an ordinary appearance, but his expression was very serious, and his aura did not look like that of a businessman.
When he saw Chi Sheng, he smiled.
When he saw Wen Ranran behind him, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"Is this Miss Wen?"
Wen Ranran was stunned and couldn't help but widen her eyes. She didn't introduce herself, and she had never met the person in front of her, but this person said her last name in one sentence.
Wen Ranran subconsciously felt a threat and subconsciously touched the sword at her waist.
But the middle-aged man laughed and said, "The master of the pavilion has informed Du in advance that Miss Wen's visit is a blessing from Brahma. I would also like to thank Miss Wen for sending my son home. The house has already prepared a meal."
Room, please, girl!"
Du Du Fantian?!
The ordinary-looking uncle in front of me is actually Du Fantian, the leader of the Brahma Sect?
Wen Ranran was shocked, remembering the scene in the desert. Her husband was the master of Xuanyi Pavilion, and Du Fantian seemed to have some friendship with him. This...
Du Chisheng took Wen Ranran's hand and begged her pitifully to stay, but Wen Ranran couldn't do it.
No matter what, it seems that Du Fantian still attaches great importance to his son, and for Du Chisheng's sake, he doesn't dare to do anything to her openly.
Wen Ranran thought about it for a while, looked at Xia Liyuan and Wen Changjin, and decided to move into Du Mansion.
The rules of the Du Mansion are strict, and the servants and housekeepers are also very polite. Du Fantian has already prepared dinner.
A group of people looked at each other, not knowing why they entered the other person's room.
Only Xia Liyuan's temperament suddenly changed the moment he stepped into the mansion.
Du Fantian also seemed to recognize the other person. As their eyes met, neither of them spoke.
On the other side, Cheng Fenglou and Qin Zhuo were in a state of confusion, and this state lasted until the dinner table.
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms. Wen Ranran was just about to leave, but was left behind.
The maid behind her is ordinary-looking but polite.
"Miss Wen, my sect master invites you!"
Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows and followed anyway.
Although some things caused some unpleasantness in the desert last time, those were the affairs of his subordinates. To be fair, Wen Ranran was not hostile to Du Fantian, provided of course that he had nothing to do with Wu Shi San.
Du Fantian's study is very Zen-like, with Buddhist Zen words everywhere. As soon as one steps in, his soul seems to be cleansed.
Du Fantian is practicing calligraphy behind this desk, but...this calligraphy is really not flattering, not as good as Wen Ranran's hairpin small regular script.
Wen Ranran curled her lips and told lies with her eyes open.
"The calligraphy of Sect Master is really powerful, magnificent and has everyone's style!"
Du Fantian: "..."
The only thing that has been criticized in his life is his broken handwriting. What happened to the woman in front of him that he actually praised her on the handwriting...
"Ahem... Madam the Pavilion Master is so complimentary!" Du Fantian coughed and picked up a letter from the table, "This is... the Pavilion Master asked me to give it to Madam. Madam, please take a look at it."
Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows, a little suspicious, but still opened the envelope.
The calligraphy on the envelope is very beautiful, and it is definitely Xia Lishuang's handwriting.
only……
Wen Ranran calmly opened the envelope and unfolded the letter paper. On the letter paper, which was as white as snow, there were nine powerful characters written on it that penetrated the back of the paper.
【Wen Ranran! Don’t mess with others! 】
The corners of Wen Ranran's mouth twitched violently, and looking at Du Fantian's leisurely expression, he squeezed out an awkward smile.