Ten minutes later, Wen Ruxia returned to her seat with a serious expression.
"Aunt, who called you? You actually went outside to answer the call." Wen Ziyu was young and was not really mature. After asking casually, he couldn't hold it in anymore and asked again. "You haven't answered me. Is Jiang Xianrou Zhui Guang?"
Wen Ruxia's head hurt when she heard Jiang Xianrou's name.
She picked up the cup of coffee in front of her, took a sip, and placed it on the table again.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Of course, I want to know!" Wen Ziyu almost blurted out. Wasn't that obvious!
Seeing his aunt's solemn expression, he forcefully endured it and said with a worried expression, "Could it be that Jiang Xianrou is really... Zhui Guang?"
He answered his own question.
He cursed.
"Sh*t! How could it be her?"
Zhou Yang, Fu Ge, and the others were also very interested in Wen Ruxia's answer.
After all, it had always been a mystery what the venerable Zhui Guang looked like. So many people on the Internet had tried all means to break the mosaic.
If they knew what Zhui Guang looked like, they would brag about it for a year!
"Aunt Wen, is Senior Jiang Zhui Guang herself?" Zhou Yang looked at Wen Ruxia excitedly.
While Wen Ruxia was out on the phone, they asked Wen Ziyu about the farce on Weibo.
At this moment, they were all dumbfounded, waiting for Wen Ruxia to reveal the final mystery.
Who knew.
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