"Little girl." Yan Cangfeng didn't seem to care whether it was on purpose or too much self-mockery. Just as he was about to say something, an overly low voice came from the door. Both of their gazes instantly turned towards the courtyard.
"I'm back." Qian Mu stepped forward to meet the old beggar and took two steps forward. He did not know whether this sentence was meant for the old beggar or for himself. Should he go around in circles or return to his current identity? It was just that it was even worse than back then. At the very least, she was once free and did not need to hide. Now, even though the divorce letter was in her bosom, she still felt a little uncomfortable. If one were to talk about it, the only thing one could obtain was a pile of silver coins placed together with the div
