Everyone was shocked, feeling that this girl is the sister of Saint Sans Souci.
Beauties, all great beauties
Many eyes turned to Luo Wuyou again, feeling obsessed.
sisters, sisters
Mo Lingxuan stood in front of the railing on the second floor, leaning against the railing. When he heard this, he had the urge to roll his eyes.
This Luo Wuyou really never misses an opportunity to stand out.
Doesn't this mean that Xiaofeng is my sister, come and see me, come and see me.
This Luo Wuyou is enough, he wants to steal the limelight at all times.
younger sister
Hearing these two words, Luo Qingfeng's lips curved into an interesting smile.
"Saint Wushou, it's better not to recognize relatives randomly. My mother gave birth to me." She said with a smile, and then walked directly upstairs.
When Mo Lingxuan heard this, he burst out laughing.
Didn't this Luo Wuyou come to your door to look for boredom?
Luo Wuyou stood there, his cold and arrogant expression almost distorted.
She looked at Feng Jinghong, but saw that all his eyes were on Luo Qingfeng.
She breathed heavily and almost couldn't breathe.
These people's eyes should have been on her. Why did Luo Qingfeng show up? Wouldn't it be better to just treat her as trash in Fengyun Town?
How could a loser come so far? No matter how glorious she is, she is still just a loser.
After hearing Luo Qingfeng's words, everyone looked at each other in confusion.
What's going on
Saint Assusa called the girl sister, but the girl said she had no sisters.
Are they sisters or not? But it seems like they have nothing in common.
Although Saint Assouci is good-looking, she is indeed not as good as that girl.
No, Holy Maiden of the Temple, why are you recognizing your relatives at random?
Isn't it because of Mr. Jinghong and the Ninth Prince?
Everyone looked at Luo Wuyou with a little more suspicion.
Could it be that Saint Wuyou felt jealous when she saw a girl standing next to the Ninth Prince?
"Miss Qingfeng, why are you walking beside the Ninth Prince and you don't even recognize your sister?" A mocking and smiling voice suddenly sounded.
She really is a sister
Everyone who had been doubtful just now, when they heard someone else say this, immediately looked at Luo Qingfeng with disdain.
This girl is really snobby.
No matter how good-looking she is, she doesn't even recognize her sister when she has a man.
Luo Qingfeng stopped as she walked up to the second floor, a cold light flashed in her eyes.
Feng Jinghong shook her hand and she turned to look.
"I'll do it." He said softly.
His eyes were deep and cold, and he turned to look at the person. Just as he was about to speak, a cold voice sounded.
"Your Excellency, because Luo Wuyou is from your temple, are you busy talking to her?" Luo Qingfeng looked at the visitor coldly, with a cold look in his eyes.
The visitor's face stiffened, and then he smiled and said, "Girl, I'm just an ordinary guest, how can I be from the temple?"
It's strange, how did Luo Qingfeng know that he was from the temple?
Luo Qingfeng had never seen him before, and he was not wearing temple clothes.
"Who are you? I'm not interested at all." She glanced at Luo Wuyou and smiled coldly.
"Luo Wuyou, your mother is just a woman raised by your father outside. You are not even qualified to enter the Luo family tree. When did you become Miss Chen's sister?" The cold voice had no warmth at all.
As soon as Luo Qingfeng finished speaking, a cry of surprise came from the crowd.