"Di Jun, do not forget your promise."

Fearing that Di Jun might go back on his word and spread the news, Xuan Fengqian stepped forward and grabbed his clothes tightly.

Because of her excessive stride, she aggravated her bleeding wound once again.

A tearing, dull pain spread throughout her body in an instant, turning her face blue with pain, and it took her a long time to recover.

"I am not a talkative person."

Di Jun stared intently at Xuan Fengqian, who was leaning against the windowsill, his face pale, and responded in a deep voice.

For some reason, he found himself somewhat worried about her…

At the same time, Leng Ye, exuding a murderous aura, kicked open the door.

Xuan Fengqian's eyelids twitched, and he slowly turned his head to look steadily at Leng Ye, who stood against the light with a sinister look in his eyes. "What are you doing here again?"

"I can come and go as I please, it's none of your business!"

Leng Ye glanced at Xuan Fengqian with displeasure, only to see her leaning weakly against the window, her previously stiff tone softening slightly.

He went straight in, his sharp eyes scanning the inner room several times.

After searching unsuccessfully, she finally asked Xuan Fengqian, "Who has been here?"

"No one has been here."

“There’s a demonic aura,” Leng Ye said with absolute certainty.

Xuanfeng Qian thought that Dijun had already gone far away, and not wanting to cause any more trouble, she simply kept quiet.

She carefully held onto the wall, afraid that she might accidentally aggravate her wound again.

Seeing that Xuan Fengqian remained indifferent, Leng Ye grew increasingly annoyed.

He only kissed her lips; he didn't force her to do anything else.

She had already been forgiving enough, yet she still dared to hold a grudge against him.

This is absolutely infuriating!

What frustrated him even more was that someone had indeed been inside the house, but she pretended not to know.

Could it be that she really had an affair with a man in this house?

Thinking of this, Leng Ye's face still turned ashen with anger.

He went straight to the bedside, pointed at the rumpled quilt, and angrily questioned Xuan Fengqian: "Are you perhaps keeping a man in the house behind my back?"

"A single man is a bad thing, why would I support one?"

Xuan Fengqian said this, but that wasn't what she really thought. There are indeed excellent men in this world, but unfortunately, she had encountered a complete scumbag.

"you…"

Leng Ye looked at Xuan Fengqian strangely, sensing that she seemed particularly resentful today.

What did he do to provoke her?

He carefully recalled what had happened in the past few hours, and apart from forcibly kissing her, he couldn't think of anything else that could have made her so angry.

After a moment of hesitation, Leng Ye finally mustered his patience and asked her in a slow voice, "What's wrong?"

When will you let me go?

"Are you so eager to leave Jiuyou?"

"yes."

Xuan Fengqian nodded heavily.

"Without my permission, you're not going anywhere."

Leng Ye was extremely displeased and said through gritted teeth.

Perhaps it was her indifferent attitude that aroused his strong desire to conquer her; now, he especially longed to possess her completely.

Even so, his remaining rationality was still relentlessly urging him not to fall into her trap again.

But for some reason, he just couldn't control his heart.

He always thought of keeping her by his side forever, regardless of the consequences or the cost.

After a long stalemate, Leng Ye finally remembered the important matter.

His expression suddenly turned cold. He abruptly reached out and gripped her arm tightly, saying sternly, "Xuan Fengqian, do you know that I hate deception the most?"

What did I lie to you about?

"I'm giving you one last chance. If you're willing to tell the truth, I will not punish you."