Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Lying lazily on a tree branch basking in the sun, Yan Wenmo listened to the dense footsteps under the tree and yawned silently.

After counting carefully, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and complained in his heart, it has only been three days, and the Demon Lord has already sent thirty groups of people to this forbidden area of ​​the Demon Cult to search for people. It seems that the Demon Lord really wants Jiang Wenbai to die with him.

As for Jiang Wenbai, he looked at the demon cultivators hurrying past under the tree with a wary look, his hand quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword, full of solemnity.

Although Yan Wenmo's magic weapon did conceal their figures, auras and even soul fluctuations, there was no guarantee that some talented people might be able to discover their existence.

Therefore, he had been paying close attention to the movements around him these days, which formed a sharp contrast with Yan Wenmo's laziness.

As time passed, in a blink of an eye, the night had deepened and the sky was filled with stars.

Some of these demon cultivators who entered the forbidden area of ​​the demon cult were helped out by their teammates because of their injuries, some were assassinated by their teammates because of their injuries, and some were killed and absorbed by their teammates even if they were not injured because of the law of the jungle.

Yan Wenmo watched coldly as those demon cultivators were killing each other, with a cold smile on his lips and the sarcasm in his eyes becoming more and more obvious.

He is truly worthy of being the Demon Lord's subordinate, just as bloodthirsty and cold-blooded, just as unscrupulous, just as the survival of the fittest. It's really... the leader sets the example for the subordinates, which is disgusting.

Just as she was thinking this, her shoulders suddenly felt warm. She subconsciously looked back and saw Jiang Wenbai putting a white fox fur cloak on herself.

Perhaps because he felt that she wasn't dressed properly, Jiang Wenbai even focused on straightening out the wrinkles on her shoulders.

Seeing Yan Wenmo looking at him in surprise, Jiang Wenbai blushed, and then explained awkwardly:

"It's a cold night, I'm afraid you'll get cold"

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Wenmo's understanding gaze and said softly:

"I feel like the cold tonight seems to be particularly strong. How about... how about we get closer together? Two people are always warmer than one person."

Yan Wenmo glanced at him, then shook his head and refused directly:

"It's okay, I can do it alone"

Seeing her resistance, Jiang Wenbai couldn't help but frowning, and then looked at Yan Wenmo with an unfriendly expression. Without saying much, he directly held her in his arms and carried her to a tree branch nearby.

He hugged her very tightly, and his hands and feet were tightly wrapped around Yan Wenmo, making her unable to move, and locking her in his arms. He was even afraid that she would get cold, so in addition to the white fox fur cloak he was wearing, he also wrapped her in a blanket.

That wasn't enough, he pressed her face against his chest, used his body temperature to warm the coldness on her face, and whispered:

"The conditions are simple, so we can only do this for now. You are a mortal now, what if you get cold?! If Senior Uncle Xiaoyaozi knew that I let you starve and freeze, he would definitely say that I didn't take good care of you?!"

Yan Wenmo listened to the heartbeat so close to his ear, his face was a little hot, but he opened his mouth to defend himself silently:

"Fourth Uncle is not that kind of person"

Jiang Wenbai snorted coldly and said sarcastically:

"He is naturally a good person in front of you. After all, you are related by blood. Even if he is angry, he will not vent his anger on you. I am not close to him. If he knew that I hurt you, he would peel off my skin."

Yan Wenmo knew that he was just making trouble, so he simply stopped talking. Seeing Yan Wenmo not talking, Jiang Wenbai hesitated for a while before asking tentatively:

"What's your father's personality like? Is he the same as Uncle Xiaoyaozi's?!"

In fact, he wanted to ask his father-in-law, but he felt embarrassed if he said it too bluntly, so he could only ask in other ways.

Seeing Jiang Wenbai asking about his father, Yan Wenmo was silent for a while before he whispered:

"My father is a very nice person. He is well-educated, gentle and refined. He is always humble and polite in his dealings with others. Everyone who has met him praises him and says he is quite a gentleman."

"Yeah?!"

Jiang Wenbai subconsciously thought about it for a while, and then tried to test it:

"Then do you think he...will like me?!"

This made Yan Wenmo silent. After a long while, she said helplessly:

"In fact, you should have seen him. The man who always sends you a new wife is my father... my biological father."

Jiang Wenbai choked and hesitated for a long time before he said with a guilty conscience:

"Then why is he so keen on finding a teacher for me? Obviously, after driving away one or two people, someone will give up on this thankless task."

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo fell silent again. Then, she took a deep breath and spoke with a helpless and depressed tone:

"Because her daughter is a talented woman who is well-known in Beijing. She is the best in poetry, calligraphy, music and chess."

At this point, she subconsciously paused and explained in a very speechless manner:

"Because he is very talented, his daughter also has high standards. She would not take a scholar, let alone a commoner, seriously. Therefore, in order to prevent her son-in-law from being despised by her daughter in the future, she had no choice but to shamelessly find a teacher to teach him poetry and literature."

At the end, whether she was mocking herself or was angry, she actually said sarcastically:

"But he never expected that his son-in-law was so stubborn and unruly that not only did none of the tutors he found stay, but they all ran away in anger."

Jiang Wenbai hugged Yan Wenmo tightly with an embarrassed look, and explained in a low voice:

"You can't blame me for this. I get sleepy as soon as I start reading. It's really too difficult for me to read."

Yan Wenmo did not expose him, but seemed to recall something and continued to say with a smile:

"In fact, he originally intended to make his son-in-law a man of both literary and martial arts, with a lot of strategies in mind. Who would have thought that his son-in-law was actually a fool. It would have been fine if he had not studied literature, and he was not even very diligent in practicing martial arts. He even spent the whole day holding books on seeking immortals and asking for the way, hoping to become a cultivator. This really made him worry and gray a lot of his hair."

Jiang Wenbai looked at the person in his arms in embarrassment. After holding it in for a long time, he finally uttered:

"Every man has his own strengths and weaknesses. I was not born to be a martial artist. This... can't be blamed on me."

Although he said this, he was obviously extremely guilty. Yan Wenmo was too lazy to pay attention to him and didn't say much. Instead, he closed his eyes silently.

After a long while, Jiang Wenbai finally said hesitantly:

"So, did your father agree to cancel the engagement?! Just because I am incorruptible?! That's why you want to cancel the engagement?!"

"No"

Yan Wenmo said this with a firm tone and a bit more sincerity, and said seriously:

"Father said that although you are illiterate and unable to maintain peace in an area, you have one advantage, which is that you are more trustworthy than other children from aristocratic families."

As he spoke, Yan Wenmo said with a slightly amused tone:

"He said that you are simple-minded, stubborn, not obsessed with women, and don't have any messy hobbies. Moreover, the backyard is clean, there are no concubines, and your father and mother are also kind people, they will not treat the new bride harshly. If you marry him, it will definitely be better than marrying a son of an aristocratic family. At least you don't have to compete with other women for jealousy."

When Jiang Wenbai heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and his heart was sweet. He didn't expect that his father-in-law was actually quite satisfied with him.

Thinking of this, he remembered that when he and Yan Wenmo first met, she wanted to break off the engagement, and he couldn't help but said indignantly:

"Since my father-in-law is satisfied with me, why do you want to cancel the engagement?! My parents' orders, the matchmaker's words, my father-in-law has agreed, why do you want to abandon me?!"

Seeing that he dared to get angry, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but twitch his lips. He remembered that in the original text, Jiang Wenbai treated Yan Wenhe with a distant Master Yan. Looking at the man who called him father-in-law now, he felt that this man changed his face very quickly.

Even if Yan Qingshuang's previous breakup angered you, and even if Gu Hansheng was among the people who destroyed your Jiang family, you wouldn't destroy the Yan family in a rage, right? Now, you still have the nerve to call me father-in-law, where do you get the nerve to do that? !