The face of the divine Nan Rong Jinghua softened even more, and he took a few steps forward to stand before Wenren Yu.

Helian, the infatuated woman, leaned her small body towards Nanrong Jinghua in a cooperative manner.

Wenren Yu: "..."

Okay, his arms were getting a little sore from holding her too much. Yes, it was his arms that were a little sore, not his heartache, really.

Helian You: "..."

Seeing the little princess so eager to be in someone else's arms, and then so blissfully content there, his dark, bright eyes flickered slightly.

Her fair and tender little face quietly drooped down. A six-year-old child who used to only focus on eating cakes was now silently starting to worry about her appearance.

According to his observation, the little princess especially likes handsome men, so is it because he wasn't born good enough?

Helian You raised his face, his dark, bright eyes suddenly staring intently at Wenren Yu's face, deep in thought.

Wenren Yu: "..."

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little uneasy.

*Smack*

Helian Mousi was utterly blunt, calling the man a god, a handsome man, and a teacher "baji ren," a complete wolf doll.

There's nothing we can do; after all, the handsome and divine teacher asked Sisi for a kiss last time.

Hehe, then don't blame Sisi for tacitly agreeing that the handsome, ethereal teacher likes her own sweet, soft, and fragrant kisses~

Nan Rong Jinghua's thin lips curved into a slight smile as he touched the little girl's hair. His gaze, hidden beneath the long silk ribbon, lingered on the flower hairpin adorning her bun.

The curve of her lips rose even higher, and her aura softened considerably.

After all, his Sisi had just kissed the Prime Minister, and he was extremely jealous of her satisfied expression.

"Did you come here specifically to pick up Sisi?"

Sisi was in a great mood, her little arms wrapped around Nanrong Jinghua's neck.

Her eyes curved into crescent moons as she fully admired this divinely handsome scholar, whose face was so close to hers, and whose soft, sweet voice rang out.

"Yes, Sisi's teacher at the school is also a subject."

Originally, he was teaching older students, but now that his Sisi has arrived, how could he bear to leave her alone?

"Wow! Really? Yay!"

Hooray! Sisi can see the handsome and divine teacher every day again!

The little girl was overjoyed, clapping her short hands happily. The last trace of frost on Nan Rong Jinghua's face melted away in an instant.

Ah Sheng, in this life, I will never let go, even if it means betraying everything.

As Wenren Yu watched this scene, his handsome face, as if painted with ink, narrowed his upturned phoenix eyes, and suspicion arose in his heart.

He knew Nan Rong Jinghua somewhat; he looked like a charlatan and lived like one.

Although he was exceptionally talented and renowned, he appeared to have seen through the ways of the world and was detached from worldly affairs.

Moreover, if he remembered correctly, Nan Rong Jinghua and the little princess had never had any interaction before.

So what is the purpose of this scene now?

Especially that look in his eyes when he looks at a little princess, and then at his future wife—what's with that?

Helian You, held in Wenren Yu's arms, had a pair of dark, bright eyes on his fair face looking at Nanrong Jinghua with extreme hostility.

What is this guy trying to do? He's so old, yet he's still eyeing the little princess. The little princess is mine; don't even think about taking her away.

Write this down in your little notebook: The bad guy who covets the little princess, and he's old.