Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

Chapter 255 Xiao Zongli's Visit

After seeing Rong Tao off, Yang Xining received another call from Satan.

Satan's deep voice came, "Princess, interesting development. Ronghao is watching your live broadcast and is laughing happily."

"Live broadcast?" Yang Xining's heart trembled.

"That's right. Those fans have infiltrated the Anaconda tribe. Everything that happens in the martial arts gym is being broadcast live on the dark web for Rong Hao to see."

Satan chuckled. "What does he want to see? Your identity exposed because of your child's out-of-control behavior? Or... these men fighting over you?"

Yang Xining's pupils suddenly contracted.

She looked up and around, and sure enough, she found a miniature camera in the corner of the courtyard wall, flashing a barely noticeable red light.

"Found it." She sneered, flicked her fingertips, and a flash of purple-gold light passed by, and the camera instantly turned into powder.

At the same time, in a high-end club in Beijing, the screen in front of Rong Hao suddenly turned into a field of snowflakes.

"Have you been discovered?" He chuckled and shook his wine glass. "Interesting."

The woman stood aside respectfully: "Master Si, next..."

"Today, I'm just saying hello. Go to a place and help me carry a coffin."

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"Brother, it looks like we can't stay here anymore. We need to find a safer place." Mo Junli's voice was soft, but undeniable. "The martial arts gym is too conspicuous, especially now that the media knows its location."

Yang Xining took a sip of tea and nodded: "This is the only way."

Mo Junli's eyes swept across the window at the end of the corridor. "Yan Tian has a safe house in the suburbs, surrounded by military personnel."

The two were talking in low voices when suddenly a clear female voice pierced through the front yard: "Yang Xining! Come out! I know you're back!"

Yang Xining's hands trembled, and the tea almost spilled out: "Xiao Zongli?"

Mo Junli frowned: "How did she know?"

"He must have seen the trending search." Yang Xining walked quickly towards the front yard, with Mo Junli following closely behind.

In the front yard, Xiao Zongli was confronting Lu Xinghan.

She was wearing a neat white suit today, her black hair was tied into a high ponytail, her makeup was delicate but not ostentatious, and she was carrying a limited edition Hermès handbag.

"Lu Xinghan, why are you stopping me?" Xiao Zongli raised an eyebrow. "Xi Ning and I have been friends for many years. Shouldn't I be the first to know when she comes back?"

Lu Xinghan crossed his arms and stood in front of the road leading to the backyard. "Miss Xiao, it's so early in the morning. If you have anything to say, let's talk later."

"Later?" Xiao Zongli sneered, "She disappeared without a word five years ago, and now she's back without notifying me. If I hadn't seen that trending search—" Her voice stopped abruptly, and her eyes passed Lu Xinghan and fell on Yang Xining who had just walked out.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Xiao Zongli's lips trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly turned red: "Really... is it really you?"

Yang Xining forced a smile: "Lili, long time no see."

The next second, Xiao Zongli rushed over and hugged her tightly, the scent of perfume hitting her face: "Asshole! Do you know how worried I was? Five years! Five whole years without a single piece of news!"

Yang Xining patted her back and said, "I'm sorry, I have no choice but to do so."

Xiao Zongli pushed her away and wiped her eyes. "Difficulties? What kind of difficulties can make you not even reply to a message?"

Her eyes scanned Yang Xining back and forth, "You... you don't look changed at all, still the same..."

"Beautiful?" Lu Xinghan interrupted.

Xiao Zongli rolled her eyes at him. "She's definitely beautiful, I mean 'young'! Xining, you're already 28, right? How come you still look like an 18-year-old girl?"

Yang Xining touched his face uncomfortably: "Uh... well-maintained?"

"You're kidding!" Xiao Zongli suddenly lowered her voice, "Xining, where have you been these past five years..."

Mo Junli coughed lightly: "Miss Xiao, this is not the place to talk."

Xiao Zongli only then noticed Mo Junli's presence, and her expression suddenly became complicated: "Boss Mo is here too."

She glanced at Yang Xining meaningfully, "It seems some people are still the same, always surrounding you four."

"Lili!" Yang Xining said helplessly, "Let's go inside and talk."

Xiao Zongli stood still: "Wait, I have another question... I saw on the news that you have two children... Where did the children come from?"

The air solidified instantly.

Yang Xining's fingers unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes. She could feel the worried looks from Mo Junli and Lu Xinghan.

"Well..." She laughed dryly, "It's just... a normal birth."

"Normal?" Xiao Zongli narrowed her eyes. "You were still single when you left five years ago, and now you suddenly have two children? And..." She looked up and down at Yang Xining's flat belly and slender waist. "How do you look like you've given birth to a child?"

Lu Xinghan suddenly interrupted, with a cunning glint in her peach blossom eyes: "Miss Xiao, surrogacy is also very common these days-"

"Shut up, I didn't ask you." Xiao Zongli glared at him and turned to Yang Xining, "Xining, how many years have we known each other? We grew up together, and you're hiding this from me?"

Yang Xining took a deep breath and looked at Mo Junli.

The latter shook his head imperceptibly, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses calm and restrained.

"Lili, this is a long story..." Yang Xining tried to delay time.

"Let's cut to the chase!" Xiao Zongli put her hands on her hips, her high heels clicking against the floor. "Who's the father of the child? When did they get married? Why is there no news at all?"

Just as Yang Xining was racking his brains to come up with an excuse, a clear child's voice came from the backyard: "Mom! Dad Qi said he wants to take us to the amusement park!"

Qingyan ran over like a little butterfly, her purple skirt fluttering in the morning light, and dived into Yang Xining's arms.

Qinglan followed quietly behind, her little hand tugging at the corner of Qi Lin's clothes, the mark of the sea god on her forehead faintly visible in the sunlight.

Xiao Zongli's expression froze instantly, and her eyes glanced back and forth between the two children and Yang Xining.

"This...this is..." Her voice trembled a little, and her carefully manicured nails dug deep into her palms.

Yang Xining knew that he could no longer hide it, so he squatted down and whispered, "Qingyan, Qinglan, this is Mom's...good friend, Aunt Xiao."

Qingyan tilted her head to look at Xiao Zongli, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Ah! It's the beautiful aunt in the phone album!"

Xiao Zongli was stunned, her carefully painted eyebrows raised high: "Album?"

Yang Xining explained, his voice softening: "I showed your photo to the children."

Qinglan bowed politely, like a gentleman: "Hello, Aunt Xiao."

Xiao Zongli nodded mechanically, but her eyes could not be taken away from the two children's faces.

Especially Qingyan, with her lively eyes and slightly upturned mouth corners, she is simply a smaller version of Yang Xining.

"Xining..." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "How old are they?"

"Four and a half years old." Yang Xining answered softly, his fingers gently combing Qingyan's slightly messy bangs.

Xiao Zongli did some quick mental calculations, her expression becoming increasingly grim. "So when you left five years ago, you were already..."