"Nothing much, just that Little Yun is all grown up now, women change so much as they age, becoming more and more charming." Wu Xu laughed dryly, and as he observed the purple aura above Zhu Yun's head, he noticed something unusual.
Zhu Yun's aura seemed a bit dim, giving a feeling of a dusty treasure, which made Wu Xu even more certain that Zhu Yun's identity was definitely not simple, perhaps, he could find out more from Mrs. Hong.
The thought suddenly came to him but was immediately extinguished by Wu Xu.
Since Mrs. Hong lived here anonymously, sustaining herself with the Wonton Store and not minding the poverty, it clearly indicated she did not want others to know about her past.
"Hehe, Brother Xu, you really have a way with words, are you sure you didn't find a girlfriend at Junshan University?" Zhu Yun asked casually with a twinkle in her big eyes.
