The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

"..."

That face that was usually calm and composed suddenly revealed more confusion.

Chao Zhao was still staring at him.

Finally, Ji Shu couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him, "Big Brother, Shi-Zhao Zhao doesn't like people saying she's poor."

Even a man with a quick reaction time like him noticed it, how slow is the eldest brother!!!

‘Poof! ’

Another arrow, coming from Ji Shu's straightforwardness.

Chao Zhao is about to break again.

Shen Mingyue, who had been silent since she appeared, suddenly said, "Second Brother, let's go in."

Xue Xingzhi was silent for a moment, then said, "Junior sister, you are all right."

Everyone was shocked.

Others were surprised that the cold-blooded chief disciple of the Jianhua Sect, who only focused on swordsmanship, would actually have to explain himself.

Chao Zhao was surprised by Shen Mingyue's reaction.

——She didn’t even pull me down?

While Chao Zhao was thinking about something, Xue Xingzhi had already left with the two of them.

As soon as the person left, Chao Zhao immediately put the question behind her and turned back to seek comfort from her second senior brother.

"Wuwu, Second Brother..."

Even though he grew up in the Jianhua Immortal Sect in a wild way, Chao Zhao still knew how to act like a spoiled child, as if it was engraved deep in his soul.

"Chao Zhao is very talented. Sooner or later, he will inherit the family fortune and become a rich second-generation in the world of immortal cultivation!"

On the surface, Chao Zhao always treated his mother's words as empty promises, but in fact, he believed them deeply in his heart.

"Yes, of course."

Lou Fuyue touched the little junior sister's soft black hair and casually hung something around her neck.

As soon as the cold metal touched his skin, Zhao Zhao immediately noticed it.

"what?"

She looked down and asked, "What is this?"

What Lou Fuyue placed on her neck was a small bright red pendant. The pendant was bright and flawless in color, but upon closer inspection, there was something hidden inside.

Lou Fuyue said with a smile, half-jokingly: "This is Second Senior Brother's private money. Can I give it to Junior Junior Sister for safekeeping?"

"what?"

Chao Zhao's eyes suddenly widened. He knew very well that his second senior brother had no private money, and even if he did, it would probably not be much.

I'm afraid he took it out with great reluctance just to comfort himself.

Chao Zhao's shattered glass heart suddenly pieced itself together firmly. She shook her head and took off the pendant.

"Second Brother, I can't accept it."

"You take it."

Lou Fuyue stopped her action.

Chao Zhao sighed: "Second Senior Brother, although you are Chao Zhao's first wife, Chao Zhao is not the kind of person who would covet his wife's property!"

"..."

Lou Fuyue's mouth twitched, and he tapped Chao Zhao's forehead unhappily, "You're talking nonsense again."

"Chao Zhao knows he is wrong."

Chao Zhao readily admitted his mistake, but he had a smile on his face and didn't show any intention of correcting his mistakes.

Lou Fuyue didn't expect her to change.

His narrow, beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and he lazily pinched Chao Zhao's soft cheek.

He coaxed her half-truthfully: "Brother, you have no sense of discretion when it comes to spending money. How about just treating him as your presence here, little junior sister?"

"Ouch!"

The expression on Chao Zhao's face became visibly serious.

Second Brother really doesn't know how to spend money... The dress he's wearing is proof of that.

So Chao Zhao stopped refusing and agreed righteously: "Brother, rest assured, Chao Zhao will keep your wife Ben safe!"

Lou Fuyue's movements were slightly stiff... When did the term "wife" come up?

However, as Chao Zhao's thoughts changed so many times, Lou Fuyue had gotten used to it and accepted it calmly.

He hooked his fingertips on the thin chain that tied the bead, looking lazy and relaxed, but there was no smile in his eyes as he stared at the bead.

The tone was so light that it sounded like a whisper, but it held a promise as heavy as a mountain: "Then... I'll leave it to you, Junior Sister."

"Ok!"

Chao Zhao patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry!"

As soon as these words fell, there was a commotion at the entrance of the dinner party.

Before Chao Zhao had time to turn around to see what was going on, he heard a strange voice interrupting their conversation.

"It's you?"

The voice is as gentle as the gentle breeze, carrying with it a hint of low-pitched magnetism, just like a peacock spreading its tail.

In an instant, Chao Zhao's vigilance immediately surged up.

Looking back, they had seen the man in the white jade crown appear behind them at some point. He was wearing a deep blue robe with gold embroidery, looking elegant and noble. He had a handsome appearance and a gentlemanly demeanor in his smile.

Taking another look at the 'old acquaintances' Huo Aoran and Jiang Xueji standing behind him with strange expressions, Chao Zhao immediately understood the identities of the people in front of him.

Second Senior Brother’s rumored girlfriend—Huo Qingfeng.

Lou Fuyue had already put away the gentleness and laziness he had shown when facing Chao Zhao. He looked cold and indifferent: "I said, you have the wrong person."

"Yes......"

A sigh flashed across Huo Qingfeng's eyes. Even though he had confirmed that the person in front of him was not the one he knew, there was always an inexplicable attraction to the other person.

He smiled again: "It's fate that we met, why don't we--"

"and many more!"

Chao Zhao suddenly spoke.

It was then that Huo Qingfeng noticed that there was a little girl beside Lou Fuyue. The girl's eyes were clear, filled with fearlessness and brightness.

The moment he looked thoughtful, Chao Zhao spoke angrily: "Don't you have a wife? Why do you covet other people's wives!!!"

"?"

Huo Qingfeng was stunned.

your wife?

...Wait? How come you have a wife?

He was too confused in his heart, so he didn't know when to speak out his true feelings.

Until Chao Zhao raised his chin proudly, the smugness in his eyes almost made her cocky: "What's wrong? Don't you have a wife? No wonder you want to steal my wife, so pitiful."

As he spoke later, Chao Zhao's tone became tinged with gloating.

Huo Qingfeng: "......"

As a direct descendant of the Huo family and a highly-valued heir with outstanding talent, Huo Qingfeng has not been treated like this for a long time, especially since the other party is just a junior.

Before he could react, Huo Aoran behind him could no longer accept it.

"You are presumptuous!"

Huo Qingfeng raised his hand to stop the action behind him, then looked up at Lou Fuyue, his expression and tone somewhat awkward.

"You...you are really her wife?"

Hearing this, Lou Fuyue raised her eyebrows calmly, her beautiful phoenix eyes showing a happy and lazy smile: "Yes."