“What nonsense are you spouting? She and I aren’t that kind of relationship — the child isn’t mine!”

The moment Lu Feifan finished speaking, his expression darkened instantly, his eyes turning pitch black!

“Zhen Jiu’er, were you trying to trick me into talking?”

He was furious, anger suddenly blazing up in his eyes.

Jiu’er let out a breath, somewhat helpless. “You… your background is so complicated. Not investigating you already counts as giving you face. What’s wrong with tricking a bit of information out of you?”

Earlier, she had only been guessing, and honestly, she herself hadn’t thought the odds were very high.

But unexpectedly, she had actually guessed right.

This damned sixth sense of hers.

It was simply uncanny.

“Zhen Jiu’er, what exactly are you trying to do?” Lu Feifan was growing impatient.

He still seemed quite angry.

But he belonged to Mu Mu — did Jiu’er not understand his little temper by now?

“You’re not really angry, so stop putting on an act in front of me. You’re panicking, aren’t you? Afraid I’ll actually dig up the truth?”

“Who do you think you are? What gives you the ability!” Lu Feifan scoffed coldly. “I could kill you anytime I want.”

“But you don’t really intend to kill me. That’s exactly what’s eating at you. If you could truly bring yourself to kill me, maybe everything would be settled once and for all.”

“Zhen Jiu’er!” Lu Feifan roared.

Jiu’er merely smiled faintly. “Why are you shouting so loud? No matter how loud you get, it won’t hide your guilty conscience.”

“You—!” Lu Feifan glared at her. This time he was truly angry, so angry he couldn’t even get the words out.

Having made him this angry, Jiu’er still looked completely unbothered. “Don’t be angry, getting angry ages you.”

“Zhen Jiu’er, what exactly do you want to do?” Lu Feifan somewhat regretted coming to find her today.

He had originally just wanted to get her to stop pursuing Xia Zi, but instead, she had tricked so much information out of him!

This damned girl was far too clever!

Not the least bit adorable!

This time, Zhen Jiu’er dropped her playful smile and looked at him, a serious light shining in her eyes.

“I just want to find out exactly how many people are still trying to move against Ninth Lord.”

“You think you can manage that all on your own?” If things were really that simple, his young uncle wouldn’t have been crippled for all these years.

“Zhen Jiu’er, you’re just an unrelated little girl. I advise you not to get involved in the Lu family’s affairs.”

“So you’re certain this whole matter is just the Lu family’s own internal strife?”

“Zhen Jiu’er!”

She was actually trying to trick information out of him again! This damned girl — did she think her life was too long?

“Don’t think I really won’t touch you!”

Lu Feifan’s icy gaze locked onto her face. “The Lu family’s affairs aren’t something an outsider like you can meddle in. I’m afraid that before you even learn anything, you’ll already have lost your life.”

His gaze fixed on her arm, still wrapped in bandages.

“You’re really not afraid of dying?”

“If I said right now that I’m afraid of dying and won’t get involved, would your people spare me?”

“I already told you, they’re not my people!” Lu Feifan was both angry and helpless. “Whether you believe it or not, I have no intention of harming my young uncle! But Xia Zi is not someone you can touch. If you dare lay a hand on her again, I will make you regret it!”

With that warning left hanging in the air, he turned and walked away.

It seemed he really was quite angry.

Because of Xia Zi?

A pregnant senior schoolmate and a hot-blooded junior schoolmate… could the child in Xia Zi’s belly really be Lu Feifan’s?