"Let's use the word 'nine'." The man immediately came to a conclusion.

Nine is the number of extremes, and it harmonizes for a long time.

For a child with poor health, it is a very beautiful blessing.

Before the little girl said anything, Baili Feiyue said happily, "Baby, you have a name! Thank you, Master!"

This was nothing. The next day, the mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons.

Overnight, everyone outside knew that the mysterious eldest son of Murong Mansion, who had always disappeared, had married a wife and had a daughter.

He gave his wife and daughter a justifiable status.

Although they still didn't see anything.

As for the two parties involved, Baili Feiyue and Jiuer.

The little girl Murong Jiu, who already had her own name, looked at her mother who had a hard-to-speak expression in front of her and called her softly, "Mother~"

"Master Dog is really unreliable!" Baili Feiyue muttered.

Master Dog didn't even say hello to her.

Tell her the result directly.

Facing little Jiu'er who tilted her head slightly to look at her, Baili Feiyue changed her face and said as gently as possible, "Baby Jiu'er, do you like your surname and given name?"

Xiao Jiuer nodded, "I like it~"

"Mother, my master will also be my adoptive father from now on, right?"

Baili Feiyue nodded with difficulty, "Yes."

In Master's eyes, there is absolutely nothing that is not allowed, and there is no ethical code that requires attention to such things as seniority and chaos.

Then, some afternoon.

Madam Murong arrived.

She was an extremely beautiful middle-aged woman with a temperament that was as unattainable as a flower in the sky.

She stood far away from Baili Feiyue, for fear of being contaminated by any dirt.

"Murong Shuo, you did a good job!"

The man in black brocade robe half-smiled, "Why is Mrs. Murong so angry?"

"I, the Murong family, do not have and will not recognize such a bastard!" These words were obviously meant for Jiu'er.

The man's long eyes were filled with mockery and coldness, "Mrs. Murong is really joking. This is my daughter. She has nothing to do with you, Mrs. Murong, or the Murong family."

He stretched out his hand and pinched the little girl's face, which was looking longingly at him, and chuckled, "But Madam Murong, you need to know one thing. There is Murong Shuo in the family tree, and there is Murong Shuo's daughter Murong Jiu. Madam Murong dislikes

It's an eyesore, you can just erase Murong Shuo from the family tree."

Madam Murong's chest heaved with anger.

"Mrs. Murong, are you afraid? You don't dare to erase Murong Shuo's name on the family tree. If you erase it, you won't be able to retain anything. There will be nothing, right?"

The man laughed heartily.

He raised the little girl in his arms high and smiled narrowly at her, "Xiao Jiu'er, you are so terrible that you don't have a name?"

The little girl said in a sweet voice, "I'm not afraid. If my master's adoptive father has a name, I will have a name. If my master's adoptive father has no name, I will be anonymous together with my master's adoptive father~"

Mrs. Murong was angry and left.

After Jiu'er fell asleep, Baili Feiyue whispered in protest.

"Master, this disciple still feels weird... You are my disciple's master, and you are also Jiuer's foster father. It feels..."

"Baby," the man touched her head, "What kind of nonsense is in your mind?"

He found it interesting and funny.

He leaned closer to her, and the low and sexy man's voice was almost in his ear, "What's the matter, you are so awkward, what do you want to become a teacher?"

Baili Feiyue was so frightened that she almost bit her tongue and immediately denied the triple couplet.

"My disciple is not, my disciple is not, my disciple is unjust!"

When she raised her eyes, she almost shed a thousand silent tears.

"Master, please stop playing like a disciple."

She has a bad heart!

"Baby, in my eyes, you are just a little girl with no hair. You are no different from Xiao Jiu'er. Tsk."

He stood up, his tall figure almost covering her.

The deadly and bewitching fragrance on his body mixed with the man's own breath invaded almost all of Baili Feiyue's senses.

Baili Feiyue wants to cry but has no tears.

The man laughed softly and touched her head again, "My master, your thoughts can also break down. Honey, if someone uses a honey trap when you go out, you can use it accurately."

He nodded her forehead in disgust, "Look at your potential."

Baili Feiyue: "..."

I saw a man leaving.

"Master!"

The man looked at her.

"thank you……"

Thank you for giving the sensitive little Jiuer a 'father' identity.

None of them noticed that the little girl on the recliner had woken up.

The little girl didn't make any sound.

After Baili Wushang left, Baili Feiyue returned to the little girl.

Full of heartache and apology, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu'er... I'm sorry. I don't even know who your biological father is... I'm sorry, baby... I'm sorry..."

The little girl didn't open her eyes.

Still, I still really want to grow up quickly.

She also had to work hard to learn her skills. She didn't want to be a hindrance to her mother. She also didn't want to see weird people bullying her master's adoptive father and mother.
Chapter completed!