Hu Lingsheng spoke, taking out a collection of books from his chest.
Wen Jiaren was naturally overjoyed, staring eagerly, wondering what good thing could this fox be referring to?
Just as Hu Lingsheng was about to hand the collection over to Wen Jiaren, Ye Jiaren's disrupting voice timely rang out, "She's a fraud."
Upon hearing the voice, the two turned back and saw the pallid-faced Ye Jiaren stagger toward them.
Awake so soon?
How many pills did she swallow this time?
Wen Jiaren glanced over Ye Jiaren, faintly able to smell the blood scent on her.
"Another woman, looking so alike, how interesting."
Hu Lingsheng sized Ye Jiaren for a moment and then laughed, his gaze becoming intriguingly deep.
Ye Jiaren pointed at Wen Jiaren with one hand and said to Hu Lingsheng, "She's a fraud; don't let her trick you, senior."
"Oh? How so?" Hu Lingsheng asked with a smile.
