"What, Little Sister Qingyan's true form is a white fox?" Shen Ying covered her mouth in surprise.
At the dining table, Lu Zheng grinned while eating the food Shen Ying prepared for him and said helplessly, "You knew all along?"
Lu Zheng is not foolish. Once he knew Liu Qingyan was a fox girl and recalled what Shen Ying had told him, as well as their conversations, how could he not realize that Shen Ying already knew her identity?
"It was that little girl Qing Quan. Last year, her Merit Qi wasn't strong, while the old peach tree had its roots in the ground and sensed things a bit more sharply, so I noticed the clues," Shen Ying chuckled lightly, her posture becoming proud.
"So she knows about us, and you knew as well?" Lu Zheng shook his head, taking a drink of Peach Blossom Brew, thinking it tasted a bit sweet.
