After this call, Yu Qian sat by the window for a while before giving orders to return to Continent F and not go to China.
"Where's Little Xiaxia?" Xia Wanyuan looked at Yu Qian in confusion. "Aren't we going to China?"
Yu Qian's expression was indifferent. "She's already safe. We're not going."
Xia Wanyuan still trusted Yu Qian on this matter. She nodded and did not ask further.
At this moment, in the Chinese manor, the butler and servants were stunned when they saw this new young lady.
The main thing was that she looked too similar to Xia Wanyuan. Uncle Wang hesitantly stepped forward. "Young Master, Madam…"
"They just look alike." Jun Shiling carried Little Xiaxia in. "Prepare a room for her."
"Okay."
Uncle Wang looked at Little Xiaxia and shook his head. How could they be so similar?
