"Those two are not good people." Yu Qingge whispered in Yang Ruxinâs ear.
"So, at any time, you should stay away from people like that." Yang Ruxin advised opportunistically.
"Oh dear, sister, Iâm not a child, you donât have to remind me like this every time." Yu Qingge waved his hand, "Iâm not stupid, Iâm reminding you, donât think youâre so great that you dismiss it. Isnât there a saying? Donât fear a thief stealing, fear a thief remembering."
Yang Ruxin smiled helplessly: "I know, thank you Miss Yu for the reminder."
"Do you know? Sister, youâre good in every way, just thereâs one thing thatâs not so good."
Yang Ruxin blinked: "Whatâs not so good?"
"Itâs just that you occasionally get soft-hearted." Yu Qingge touched his chin, "Sometimes you clearly know this person is dangerous, clearly know this person is scheming, yet you donât take it to heart, thatâs not good, what if thereâs a slip-up? Youâd regret it."
Yang Ruxin laughed: "Everyone has weaknesses. Iâm not a saint, so naturally I have weaknesses and shortcomings. But youâre right to remind me, Iâll be careful in the future."
Yu Qingge patted Yang Ruxinâs head: "There is hope for you yet."
"Get lost." Yang Ruxin slapped away the other personâs paw.
Yu Qingge made a face and then bowed his head to eat.
From a distance, Li Mingyin looked over meaningfully at Yu Qingge.
Yang Ruxin frowned, this woman gave her too bizarre a feeling, even more so than Song San, which was something she hadnât felt before. If it werenât for that face, she wouldnât have thought they were the same person.
Thinking this, her heart suddenly skipped, face? Could it be...
"Xinxin, what are you thinking?" Gu Qingheng held Yang Ruxinâs hand under the table.
"Do you think Li Mingyin is still the same Li Mingyin as before?"
Gu Qingheng frowned, puzzled.
"Donât you feel that the current Li Mingyin feels different from when we were at the border?"
Gu Qingheng glanced at Li Mingyin, then shook his head: "Xinxin, to be honest, I really donât feel it, because I hadnât paid attention to her before and didnât know what she was supposed to feel like."
Yang Ruxin turned to look at him, then burst out laughing: "Your answer pleases me."
But not far away, Li Mingyin and Song San watched this scene, feeling uneasy, jealousy bubbling up uncontrollably.
"Xinxin, this roast chicken isnât as good as yours." Dao Xuzi grumbled while gnawing on a chicken leg.
"Iâll make it for you next time." Yang Ruxin glanced at Dao Xuzi, "But Master, I have a question, if someone wants to change their face, what methods are there?"
"Change face?" Dao Xuzi looked at Yang Ruxin with a greasy face, "You want to learn?"
"Can you do it?"
"In the skill of disguise, your master, I dare not say Iâm the best, but Iâm definitely second."
"Then who is number one?" Yu Qingge asked, full of curiosity.
"Of course, itâs me." Tang Wanqian chimed in.
"Stop being shameless, the two of us are on par at best." Dao Xuzi glared at Tang Wanqian, "Honestly speaking, the most skilled is none other than Qianqian."
"Iâm not as shameless as you guys, I know my place. In this jianghu, in the past few decades, the most skilled in disguise was my master." Nian Qianqian sighed suddenly, "Itâs a pity that the elder is no longer with us, and I only learned sixty to seventy percent of her skills."