ting even to someone like Song Wei, a mecha war god.Lin Yanqin's face flushed and paled alternately, she used a tissue to cover her nose, said goodbye to me and hurried downstairs."Brother…" I walked...Our entanglement, as if forgetting time and age, will eventually have to face our own affairs.

He is a revered divine being with official duties that must be attended to. Even with a wife, he cannot neglect his responsibilities or divulge sacred secrets.

This statement sounds a bit mystical, but it's true.

He may know, he may feel, but he cannot alter a mortal's fate simply because he is a deity.

I would rather he said nothing and did nothing.

He can protect me and my children, which already makes me very satisfied.

When we came out of the Pure Land of Bliss, we were still in the corridor.

A ray of dawn on the horizon, mist thinly veiled in the mountains and forests, birdsong, fragrant flowers, and a cool breeze brushing your face—this is the true beauty of the world.

He was becoming more and more reluctant to turn around and leave, which made me feel a little uneasy.

Kissing him over and over again couldn't soothe his restlessness, we...we basically had lovemaking every night, and he's still not satisfied

"... A divine child was sent by the Great One to help me, so I could catch my breath for a moment." He smiled and gave me one last kiss.

"You can't get lost in that soft embrace forever, though You still have a long way to grow." I said with a smile.

He smiled faintly, his figure shifting in my hands like a piece of changing colored glass, gradually fading until he disappeared.

Just as I was about to turn around, I heard the sound of a car outside.

Who is it so early

Several voices murmured outside the big house, and soon enough, there was a knock on the door. The village head, being a family member, called out to Aunt Zhang in dialect.

Aunt Zhang rushed to open the door, and I stood before the moonlit opening, looking toward the entrance.

A black sedan was parked at the gap between the screen wall and the door, covered in dust, giving it a sense of weariness.

No one outside came in. The village chief whispered something to Auntie Zhang, and Auntie Zhang closed the door and turned around. Seeing me standing at the entrance of the courtyard, she immediately reminded me: "Miss, it's getting cold now, put on an outer garment, so you won't catch a chill."

"...It's nothing, who is outside" I asked worriedly.

I don't know either… The village head said it was a big shot who wanted to see the young master... Oh, no, I mean the master.

Who's in charge

I don't know how my brother dared to defy elders and act recklessly last night. He woke up this morning as the "boss"!

The change in art style is so drastic, I can't quite keep up.

But when I saw him appear before me, I really wanted to punch him.

With unkempt hair, a slack jaw, and haphazardly throwing on some sweatpants with no belt, they just hung loosely on his hips.

And the buttons on the short-sleeved shirt were all fastened wrong! You could even faintly see his belly button!

This was also because at his grandfather's house, there were many relatives, and he had to haphazardly put on clothes.

If he were at our place, he'd probably just come down in a tank top, baggy shorts, and flip-flops!

As soon as he appeared in the hall, Aunt Zhang went to open the door to greet him. Seeing his swaggering and pretentious manner, I couldn't stand it!

This is his first day as the "head of the house," alright!

This image is simply an insult to his face!

"Brother, wake up! Come on! Sit properly!" I pulled him up, making him sit straight.

I quickly helped him button his shirt again. How old is he and he still can't button his shirt!

"Well... it doesn't matter, Xiao Qiao. Who cares what people in a remote village wear... Just go around shirtless!"

"Who said that! Look at Grandpa's suit, it's so neat and tidy. You know what they say, a person's appearance matters!" I bent down and helped him button his shirt.

As soon as the guests outside stepped in, they saw what we were doing. The village head was taken aback for a moment and hurriedly said in accented Mandarin: "Master, Miss Lin is here to see you and the young mistress."

Miss Lin

Both my brother and I were stunned. I had forgotten that someone was still buttoning up the last button, so I hurriedly turned back to look.

Lin Yanqin stood outside the hall, her face a mixture of wanting to speak and holding back.

There was a hint of desperation in her eyes, which made my heart skip a beat — she definitely had something important to tell me.

Although Lin Yanqin is twenty-five years old, she has been raised with strict discipline and meticulous protection since she was a child. She is simple and direct in her thinking, with straightforward eyes that clearly reflect her emotions.

My brother was stunned for a long time, looking bewildered as he asked, "Ms. Lin, are you bored out of your mind What brings you to this remote and poor countryside"

"I... I came to play with Xiao Qiao" Miss Lin looked at me.

That look was clearly asking for my help My brother's face was already getting annoyed.

He hummed softly: "Sure enough, power is overwhelming~ We ordinary people go back to our hometown, and our whereabouts can be tracked. We even have to be personally escorted by the village head. What a big face!"

Miss Lin pursed her lips and stood outside, a little awkward.

"Well, come in first. The others are in the side room drinking tea. Let's talk here." I hurried out and pulled Miss Lin inside.

She wasn't just here to play, that panicked look in her eyes definitely meant something was up.

My brother doesn't like her, a big part of it is because of the power and influence she has behind her.

A person who is accustomed to freedom hates feeling constrained by authority and unable to resist.

Ms. Lin politely praised the large house, and then asked if there were any elders in our family and if we needed to pay respects to them.

It's perfectly normal for her to do so. Even ordinary people visiting a friend's home would greet their parents and elders, right

But my brother just wouldn't have anything to do with her. He gave her the cold shoulder and ignored her, making the atmosphere incredibly awkward.

I went to the backyard to get Grandpa out for a little while. She'd already been reduced to tears by my brother's attitude.

I'm too lazy to talk about my brother.

The grandsire took his seat, and my brother instinctively stood beside him.

According to the old customs, only elders and guests were allowed to sit. As I was pregnant, I received some special treatment and sat in a rocking chair listening to Ms. Lin introduce herself.

Although he lived in the mountains, Grandpa was still well-informed about national affairs. He gave my brother a meaningful glance and said to Lin Yanqin, “Welcome to visit. Little Qiao is not feeling well, so I’ll have Yunfan accompany you around.”

As soon as those words left my mouth, my brother's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Miss Lin also noticed the situation and said with a smile, “No, I came here because I wanted to have a chat with Xiao Qiao. I'll be leaving after we finish talking.”

Hearing her say that, I had no choice but to take her back to my room.

She had her bodyguard guard the doors and windows, then pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed and whispered, "Xiao Qiao, have you heard any rumors about the Situ family lately"

"What rumors" I've been out of the loop lately, not really paying attention to what's going on.

"My brother told me, Si Tu Lin's father was elected as the president of the National Taoist Association...and, and..." Her voice became a little hurried and embarrassed.

And what's that

"Where is Situ Lin now Do you know!" I pressed.dily tissue as containers to keep these little ghosts in check and obedient to his command."I couldn't help but frown and say, “People say that raising ghosts is a deviant path, and I haven't heard of...