House Management Chapter 4737: Birth parents

When Zhang Yu heard Xihong say this, he couldn't help but wonder. How could Xihong have the same birthmark as a middle-aged woman if his parents were together?

After hesitating for a while, a thought came to Zhang Yu's heart and said: "Xihong, if you don't want to wear clothes, you should wipe off the water on your body first and lie on your stomach on the bed."

Good guy, Xi Hong heard the words, and he was even more cautious. He whispered in a shy tone: "You, you...your fox tail...finally revealed..."

"What fox tail...that...I have serious business..." Zhang Yu did not go to see Xihong, but said seriously.

Of course, even if Zhang Yu didn't have that idea, he felt a little embarrassed when he spoke like this after hearing Xihong's words.

"Huh!" Xihong snorted softly, then whispered: "It's still serious...now you are really not serious..."

"Then, then you'd better put on your clothes first...Wait for you to get dressed...tell me..." Zhang Yu didn't know what to say, and asked her to treat a girl who has no power to hold a chicken. Zhang Yu really couldn't do it when he came to be strong, so he could only speak like this.

He followed along, came to the top of the stairs, followed the steps downstairs, and reached the first floor.

Zhang Yu sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals, took out a cigarette, lit one, and wondered again in his heart.

I just came to Wuyin Mountain Villa, but since entering the Villa, it seems that things have not been interrupted. One by one, it is said that it is accidental, but it is not very similar, and it is a coincidence, but it is not very similar. All in all, it's really in the mist.

The name Wuyin Mountain Villa really didn't come up in vain. Zhang Yu hadn't seen what kind of storms and waves, and he was a little confused at this time.

After smoking a cigarette, after a while, Zhang Yu heard Xihong’s voice from the upstairs, "Come on..."

"Okay." When Xihong said this, Zhang Yu immediately stood up and walked upstairs.

When I came to the second floor, I saw that Xihong was lying on the bed at the moment, her body was covered with a quilt, and her face was buried in the pillow.

"Why are you still lying on the bed..." Zhang Yu said directly when he saw this.

"Isn't this...you...what did you say..." Xihong couldn't breathe when she talked because she buried her face in the pillow.

"It seems to be the same." Zhang Yu also remembered, and he really said this.

He walked towards the bed, and Xihong on the bed stopped talking. However, Zhang Yu could fully see that Xihong was very nervous now, and her body was a little trembling.

Of course Zhang Yu can see why Xihong is so nervous, it must be this girl who feels that he wants to do something to her.

Zhang Yu didn't say much. He came to the bed and sat down and said, "Give me a hand first..."

Xihong slowly stretched out his left hand from the quilt, dressed roughly, and whispered: "You, what are you going to..."

"It's nothing..." Zhang Yu said, reaching out and grabbing Xihong's wrist. In fact, he gently grasped her veins.

Zhang Yu can feel that Xihong's pulse is very rapid. This is not because of illness, but because Xihong is too nervous. When a person is nervous, the heartbeat will speed up, which will also affect the pulse.

Not only that, but Zhang Yu can be sure that Xihong's pulse is not as strong as that of a middle-aged woman. It seems that she is just an ordinary person and has no cultivation base. But in order to confirm this, Zhang Yu specifically checked it carefully, and then he was completely sure that Xihong did not have true energy in his body, he was just an ordinary person.

"It seems that this is really the case...Is it really a coincidence..." Zhang Yu muttered to himself, but Zhang Yu still didn't believe it if it was a coincidence.

He released Xihong's wrist and gently pushed Xihong's arm to the side of her body. Afterwards, Zhang Yu sat down on the side of the bed again, stretched out his hands and pressed the back of Xihong's head.

This is Zhang Yu's Mogu method. Zhang Yu wants to use this to determine Xihong's family situation.

However, Xihong didn't know why Zhang Yu would directly touch her head, feeling inexplicable and nervous. Next, she felt comfortable again. It was because Zhang Yu's technique was too subtle. This kind of mogu, like a massage, made her enjoy it, almost making a sound.

After touching for a while, Zhang Yu discovered the problem. According to Mogu's fate, Xihong's father has passed away and his mother is alive. Not only that, Xihong also has an older brother. In addition, Zhang Yu could only find out some things that happened to Xihong, but he didn't even know about Xihong's future.

About Xihong's brother, Xihong didn't say anything just now. Zhang Yu asked deliberately: "Xihong, do you still have an older brother?"

"Brother...I want to have... but not..." Xihong gasped.

"No..." Zhang Yu murmured to himself. He vaguely realized that the parents mentioned by Xihong should not be Xihong's biological parents.

Seeing that Zhang Yu was silent again, and asked such a strange question, Xihong couldn't help but panted and said: "You...why do you... ask me that..."

"Nothing... By the way, I'll ask you one more thing..." Zhang Yu asked.

"What's the matter?" Xihong said.

"I remember you told me earlier that you and some people were locked up in a dark place, and then someone called Auntie Hua came and asked you girls to follow her and listen to her. If you...Who is this Auntie Hua, is it in Liufang Tower..." Zhang Yu said slowly.

"Auntie Hua is the bad guy who auctioned me off the stage..." Xihong said aggrievedly.

"It's her..." Zhang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and said in confusion: "Did she see the birthmark on your body..."

"It shouldn't be...when we changed clothes...she was not there...she just asked us to wear what kind of clothes we wear, and then left...when we changed our clothes and came out, It's not her who is standing outside the locker room...but a few men..." Xihong gasped again.

"So..." Zhang Yu nodded slightly.

"What's the matter? You seem to be very strange now...always say some inexplicable things...or else you will not speak, as if you are thinking about something..." Xi Hong said curiously.

I have to say that a woman's heart is still very delicate, even a young woman. Xihong already felt that something was wrong with Zhang Yu.

"It's nothing, I just ask casually..." Zhang Yu said so, not wanting to burden Xihong.

But at this moment, a bold idea emerged in Zhang Yu's mind, that is, the middle-aged woman Aunt Hua, who is likely to be Xihong's biological mother.

Does this auntie Hua know that Xihong is her daughter? It's hard to tell now. But if Xihong is the daughter of Aunt Hua, why would Xihong live out and be abducted to Wuyin Mountain Villa this time?

"How come I don’t feel like asking casually... By the way, you let me lie on the bed and wait for you... You are touching my wrist and my head again... What is this... …" Xihong said inexplicably again.