God List: China's patron saint was exposed by her daughter

Xia Yifei picked up the mask on the table, and the touch felt like human skin, which made her look surprised.

Is this some new technology?
Xia Yifei carefully looked at the golden mask in her hand, forgetting that she was still in the live broadcast.

"Who put this mask on my desk?"

Xia Yifei muttered to herself, is it the eldest sister Xia Zixuan?

Or the third sister Xia Xiaoyu?
Or, Qin Chuliu?
Xia Yifei couldn't help but think of Qin Chuliu's face, when she looked at her, she was always careful and flattering.

Probably Qin Chuliu felt that if he wanted to be with Xia Haoxuan forever, he had to be recognized by his three goddaughters.

But Xia Yifei and Xia Zixuan couldn't help but feel that it was Qin Chuliu who took Xia Haoxuan away, which seemed to be the position of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Although many mother-in-laws are very open-minded nowadays, they can get along well with their daughter-in-law.

But some mothers-in-law feel that the son they have raised for a lifetime is so easily snatched away by other women.Therefore, the mother-in-law will involuntarily target her daughter-in-law, or the mother-in-law does not think about targeting her daughter-in-law, but the friction accumulated in the usual relationship makes the mother-in-law increasingly dislike her daughter-in-law.

Xia Yifei and Xia Zixuan are now acting as mother-in-laws, but the younger sister Xia Xiaoyu has not united with them. Recently, whenever she has a chance, she runs to Qiu Jianyuan.

Especially after Qiu Jianyuan blew an arm during the breakout battle a few days ago, Xia Xiaoyu wished she could just move there, live in Qiu Jianyuan's place, and take care of him every day.

This made Xia Yifei and Xia Zixuan quite speechless, but to reject Qin Chuliu, the two sisters were enough, and Xia Xiaoyu was not bad enough to stand up again.

The melodious bell rang, interrupting Xia Yifei's thoughts, and the person in charge of the company sounded a little crazy.

"My aunt, you are broadcasting live. Why are you suddenly researching masks? Just sing a song and satisfy the fans' wishes, so you can download it?"

"Feel sorry…"

Xia Yifei smiled awkwardly and hung up the phone call of the person in charge.

She looked towards the live broadcast room, but unexpectedly saw fans on the screen discussing the mask in her hand.

"You said... Could this be the mask of the palace lord?"

"Impossible, the mask of the Palace Mistress will be on Xia Yifei's table?"

"Don't forget about Xia Yifei's background, she is the only superstar supported by Tianwu Palace, and she is inextricably linked with Tianwu Palace."

"Could it be... Xia Yifei is the palace lord's woman?"

"Upstairs, be careful, do you dare to dig up the gossip of the palace master?"

"Is there any authority in this area? Let's confirm the mask in Xia Yifei's hand. It was exhibited in the Beijing Museum for more than four years before."

Looking at the fans' messages, Xia Yifei became more interested in the golden mask in her hand.

The mask of the palace lord?
impossible?

If it was true, why did it appear in her room inexplicably?
"Crack..."

The door was opened, and Xia Haoxuan's slender figure appeared at the door.

He was wearing a white T-shirt, because he went shopping for vegetables as soon as he got home, and he didn't have time to change his clothes.

At this time, both of his hands were carrying two bags full of ingredients, and when he saw that the person in the room was Xia Yifei, Xia Haoxuan's handsome face revealed a look of surprise.

"Xiaofei? Why are you?"

Xia Haoxuan glanced at the live broadcast props, and the doubts on his face became more intense: "You don't go to the company, but why do you live in my room instead?"

Xia Yifei stood up abruptly from her seat, with a look of surprise on her small face, she casually threw the golden mask on the table, and trotted onto Xia Haoxuan's body.

Xia Haoxuan quickly caught her, showing a wry smile: "You're such an adult, and you're still so reckless. By the way, you can't be running the live broadcast, right?"

When Xia Haoxuan reminded him, Xia Yifei quickly jumped off him and sat down on the seat: "Dear fans, my dad is back, I won't sing for you today, I will sing more next week when the broadcast starts." I will compensate you first."

As soon as Xia Yifei finished speaking, she immediately downloaded it.

A group of fans looked at the black screen in front of them and were dumbfounded.

By the way, who is this man?It doesn't look much older than Xia Yifei, Xia Yifei actually called him daddy?

And is that golden mask just now the mask of the Palace Master?

A group of fans only felt that there was a lot of content in today's live broadcast, and they felt that they had eaten a shocking melon today.

As a result, two topics on the Internet about the real identity of the international superstar Xia Yifei's father, and whether the golden mask that suddenly appeared in Xia Yifei's room is the mask of the palace lord, quickly became hot searches on the Internet.

But Xia Haoxuan and Xia Yifei didn't know all of this, especially Xia Yifei, who was looking at Xia Haoxuan with a pair of beautiful eyes at this moment, all eyes were on him.

Xia Haoxuan looked at her helplessly, and didn't bother to care about her. He carried two bags of ingredients into the kitchen and started to process them.

Xia Yifei was like a little follower, following behind him with a foolish smirk.

"Why did you come to live here?"

While handling the ingredients, Xia Haoxuan asked questions one after another.

"Recently, the company didn't arrange a job for me, so I wanted to come to you, but you disappeared for almost a month. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I simply stayed in your room."

"I... went on a business trip."

Xia Haoxuan answered casually.

"You're the boss of Tianwu Palace, I know you're busy." Xia Yifei didn't blame him this time, compared to the previous disappearance for four years, this time it took less than a month, she naturally felt much more acceptable .

"Is your mother off work soon?"

Xia Haoxuan started the fire and was about to cook. When he turned around and saw Xia Yifei was behind him, he hurried away impatiently: "Go out...go to the living room and wait for dinner, don't get in the way here."

Xia Yifei pouted, and reluctantly pulled up a chair and sat at the kitchen door to watch him busy.

"It's not much older than me, why do I have to be called mom?" Xia Yifei muttered softly, "Besides, she's not as good-looking as I am."

At this time, the door was opened, and Qin Chuliu's figure appeared at the door, with a backpack on her back, a textbook in her arms, and a little depression on her unpainted face.

Seeing Xia Yifei sitting at the door of the kitchen, Qin Chuliu looked at her with some doubts: "Yifei, why are you sitting there?"

"You are lucky..." Xia Yifei rolled her eyes: "My dad is back and is cooking a big meal."

"Your father?"

Qin Chuliu was taken aback, and looked towards the kitchen door, and the image of Xia Haoxuan wearing an apron and holding a shovel appeared in front of her.

Qin Chuliu's nose felt a little sore for a while, and all the sadness in her efforts to please Xia Yifei and Xia Zixuan came out at this moment.

Her eyes were red for a moment, but seeing Xia Yifei at the side, she was afraid that she would misunderstand that she was suing, so she could only swallow the grievance in her stomach.

She looked deeply at Xia Haoxuan, and all her words finally turned into a forced smile on the corner of her mouth, which was a little distant from that sentence.

"Xia Haoxuan, long time no see..."