"What kind of person is Feng Yingchen?" I definitely need to know more about my son-in-law before I can feel at ease.

"Him? I don't know him well, but there are many legends about him. Outsiders say he's incredibly talented, both in appearance and strength. As for his personality, he's ruthless and cruel; if he's unhappy, someone will suffer. He's arrogant, emotionless, and indifferent to women. Even his parents are cold and aloof. In short, he's an exceptionally talented and dangerous person. Basically, no one in the Upper Immortal Realm dares to mess with him; they all avoid him like the plague. He also has a perverted habit: he likes to paint portraits of women, but I heard he never paints their faces. If he paints a face, he'll fly into a rage. He's a very unpredictable person." Lu Zhiyan thought about the rumors she had heard over the years, and it seemed that apart from his looks and strength, no one really liked him.

"Then my apprentice..."

"How can you still not understand after all I've said? Generally, this kind of person is extremely loyal to their sweetheart, and they will definitely cherish her like the apple of their eye." Of course, what I haven't mentioned is that they are extremely possessive. I wonder if my cheap disciple can control this kind of person.

"Oh! Alright!" My own apprentice is also a prodigy. Let these two work together. I wonder who will be stronger.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain unless one is male and the other female. Isn't that perfect?

When Suiyi woke up, it was already evening. She felt a tightness in her chest, opened her eyes, and reached out to touch it. To her surprise, it was a pair of hands. Her body stiffened, and as she recalled the events that had occurred before she fell asleep, she slowly softened.

She turned over and looked up at the man, only to see him staring at her intently, his clear eyes filled with unwavering arrogance.

"What's wrong?" Perhaps he had just woken up, his voice had a pleasant husky quality.

I'm hungry!

"Okay!" Feng Yingchen let go of her hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. After getting dressed, he turned to look at Suiyi with gentle eyes.

"You take a nap first, I'll call you when the food is ready."

"Mmm!" Sui Yi nodded. Although it was the first time the two had met in this life, they were like strangers, but sleeping together was a matter of course for them, without the slightest discomfort.

Half an hour later, Feng Yingchen pushed open the door and came in. Sui Yi was already up and tying her hair up.

Feng Yingchen walked over and took the comb from her hand...

"Does it look good?" Feng Yingchen styled Sui Yi's hair into a flowing cloud bun. Sui Yi looked at the stunningly beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth in the mirror, smiled sweetly, and took the man's hand.

"How come you're so skillful? Did you secretly style someone else's hair behind my back?"

"Only you!" The man said tenderly, "Deep affection is short-lived."

"Let's go! I'm hungry!" Undeniably, Sui Yi felt a sweet warmth in her heart as she led the man outside.

Inside the living room, Qingrong and the other person were already seated, waiting for the two to arrive.

"Master?" Suiyi called out as she walked over.

Qingrong scrutinized Suiyi from head to toe, checking for any missing hairs, while watching Feng Yingchen warily. Lu Zhiyan, on the other hand, observed the atmosphere between the two, which was practically overflowing with affection.

Men and women are simply two different species; they see things from different perspectives.

After Sui Yi sat down, Feng Yingchen silently served her food, all of which were Sui Yi's favorites, something she was used to. It was the same in every world, after all. But it was quite unbelievable that two people accustomed to such food were doing this! It only suggested that they had a past relationship.

Only Sui Yi ate heartily during the meal; the other three merely took a bite. Putting down his chopsticks, Feng Yingchen looked at Qing Rong and the other two.

What are your plans next?

“If we want to be together openly, then we need the approval of our families. But laying things out isn’t my style. Today I’m taking Qingrong home to explain everything to my father.” Lu Zhiyan is a decisive and assertive woman.

"Hmm! If you can use it, just say so. Patriarch Lu is a man who can see the benefits. You can tell him that the two of you being together is good for the development of the Lu family, because the eldest son of the Feng family is your disciple's son-in-law."

"Pfft!" Sui Yi couldn't help but spit out the tea she was drinking. He really was a man who would say something shocking. Although Feng Yingchen's words were true, would others believe them?

"Of course, we will pay a visit." Everyone knows how precious it is to receive a promise from the eldest son of the Feng family, let alone to get close to him!

"Okay! Thank you, son-in-law." Lu Zhiyan readily agreed without hesitation.

After finishing their meal, the two said goodbye. Sui Yi was a little worried, so she took Feng Yingchen's hand and followed him.

Feng Yingchen has always been compliant with Sui Yi's wishes. It would be beneficial for him to go and show that the woman was his.

Upon arriving at the Lu family residence, the family head was initially about to fly into a rage, but upon seeing Feng Yingchen, his face instantly lit up with a smile, much to Sui Yi's astonishment.

"Young Master Feng, please take a seat. May I ask what brings you to my humble abode?"

"I've come to ask how Patriarch Lu intends to resolve the matter concerning my master and mistress!" The question was direct and to the point, leaving Patriarch Lu completely bewildered.

"Young Master Feng, this..."

"Oh! Look how confused I am. This is my lover, and he is my lover's master. So, Miss Lu Lu is my master's wife."

The head of the Lu family glanced at Sui Yi, then at his daughter and Qing Rong, and after a long while, he finally exhaled a breath of turbid air and sat down in his chair.

"To be honest, young master, I have also treated my daughter with all my heart. It is said that adopted daughters are hoped to marry into high-ranking families, just so that they can have a better life in the future. I believe that if you have children in the future, you will think the same way I do." With a sigh, the Lu family head's expression softened, as if he had agreed to his daughter's relationship with Qingrong.

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