Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

A slender hand pressed against the rail, and then a man with a noble figure came out.

He was wearing a hood, and his face was covered by a gauze, so he couldn't see his face.

But it can be seen from his figure that this must be a pampered man.

He also held a small baby in his arms, and his body was covered by a large hood, which blocked more than half of his face.

The eyes of everyone looking at it can only see a watery eye through the tulle.

Not really.

Although they dress modestly, they don't have a large number of servants accompanying them, and they don't look like high-ranking officials.

Gu Yihan raised his head and looked at the plaque on Ji Yongwang's house.

Under the hood, his thin lips evoked a deep smile.

He whispered to himself: "In just half a month, such a luxurious house was built. It is really rich."

After saying that, he lowered his head and whispered into the ear of his good daughter: "Nuobao still remember the purpose of coming out with Daddy?"

The little guy under the hood was full of excitement.

She hummed in a milky voice, and replied softly in a low voice: "I want to help Daddy catch this big bad guy who has greed for a lot of money."

Gu Yihan nodded with satisfaction, under the tulle, he stretched out his fingers and gently pinched his daughter's soft cheeks.

"Smart, and remember to conceal your identity from the outside world, and don't mention that you are a princess, so as not to startle the snake."

"Understood, Daddy!"

The father and daughter looked up at the Ji family plaque and showed the same inevitable smile.

At this time, the housekeeper of Ji's house stepped forward and said, "I dare to ask the distinguished guests if they have invitation posts?"

Gu Yihan took out a post from his sleeve and handed it over between his fingers.

His voice was quiet: "Master Zhang, the imperial censor, bring your daughter to the banquet."

The housekeeper of Ji Mansion was shocked, opened the invitation post and saw that it was the one they sent to Yushi Zhang.

The housekeeper hurriedly bowed: "Master Zhang, Miss Zhang, please come in."

Someone wondered and muttered—

"I met Zhang Yushi before, it seems...not so young?"

"Everything is covered with a hood, where can I see it?"

"But his daughter is not so young. His youngest daughter is probably five years old."

"Don't worry about it, Zhang Yushi is a specially invited minister outside the season, so there is still a fake?"

In that room, Gu Yihan hugged Gu Nuoer and walked with the housekeeper in the Ji mansion.

Gu Yihan opened his mouth.

The butler walking in front did not notice it, and introduced enthusiastically: "Of course, Mr. Zhang, look to the left, this red-top rockery was shipped from Jiangnan by our master with a lot of money.

The half-human tall red coral tree on the right, but how many seamen paid a lot of money to scoop it up. Not to mention the white marble that built the fish pond, it is a treasure that is hard to find even with money.

Our master just likes these elegant objects, and his mood improves a lot when he looks at them. "

Speaking of this, the housekeeper turned his head slightly and said vaguely: "Our master is also very generous to friends, and he has never been soft-hearted just by giving gifts.

Sir Zhang is a person of noble taste, and he will definitely be a confidant with our master. "

Gu Yihan smiled meaningfully, under the hood, a pair of handsome eyes was extremely cold.

Gu Nuo'er was in his arms, her small hands clasped her shoulders, her cheeks bulged, and she hummed disdainfully like a small fish blowing bubbles.