Was it you that night?

Shen Qinghe’s words had barely faded when Lord Meng Yun suddenly emerged from nowhere, enthusiastically promising, "Taking care of Zhiyao is no problem, I’m quite idle, and returning to the sect a decade or two later won’t be an issue either!"

The Shen sisters exclaimed in unison, "Really?"

Lord Meng Yun’s gaze lingered momentarily on Shen Zhiyao’s radiant smile, "Truly!"

"With you looking after elder sister, I can rest easy. Lord Meng Yun, beware of Elder Wu; it seems he harbors deep animosity towards elder sister," Shen Qinghe specially reminded.

Lord Meng Yun had previous encounters with Wu Ke and knew of his fondness for beauty. However, he did not understand why Wu Ke would bear animosity toward Shen Zhiyao.

"Since you’ve entrusted Zhiyao to my care, I’ll certainly spare no effort, staying by her side at all times. You just be at ease," Lord Meng Yun readily agreed.

Laughter and talk filled the Simple Residence Courtyard, while the atmosphere inside Bixiao Tower was oppressively heavy.

Xiao Bai dared not approach Dongfang Wuya, instead serving him from a distance.

After what seemed like an eternity, Dongfang Wuya finally voiced his confusion, "Xiao Bai, does she truly harbor not even a trace of romantic affection for me?"

He had clearly seen her bashful demeanor when she was in his arms; he did not believe she felt no romantic sentiment towards him.

When he initially spoke of marriage, she readily agreed.