"At that time, I already had some doubts about your identity. But since you saved Ling'er, I decided not to dig into it anymore. However, the formation in the villa made me start to suspect your motives again. So I did some investigation and found something interesting," Mu Yijie said, looking at Ye Qinghe with a half-smile.
Ye Qinghe stared fixedly at Mu Yijie, his eyes tinged with a hint of fear. He felt that what Mu Yijie was about to say would shatter him.
Mu Yijie didn't keep him in suspense any longer and said directly, "Your sister's friend said that during that period, she seemed to have made a really good friend. Then she became a bit abnormal and even sent her a message saying that she was being controlled and wanted someone to save her. Later, before she died, she called her friend and pleaded for help, saying that she didn't want to die." After Mu Yijie finished speaking.
"How do I know you're not just lying to protect your lover?" Ye Qinghe curled his lips, his tone full of mockery.
"How do you know?"
"How do you know?"
Two voices rang out simultaneously. Yong Shanling and Mu Yijie glanced at each other, then quickly averted their eyes, their cheeks flushing.
For a moment, the atmosphere became rather delicate, as if something hazy had been punctured, and even the air turned amorous.
Mu Yijie's heart was pounding like crazy. He had never felt his heartbeat so clearly before. It was beating faster and faster, as if it were about to leap out of his chest. He couldn't help but walk over and sit beside Yong Shanling, looking at her intently.
"Ling'er, you—"
"Yes, yes, yes. I do love you. Not the kind of love between relatives, but the love between a man and a woman," Yong Shanling gritted her teeth and blurted out with her eyes closed. Her long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings, tickling his heart like a tiny brush. She couldn't help but clutch the corner of her clothes tightly, so nervous that she wished she could disappear on the spot.
Just then, a magnetic voice whispered in her ear, and a warm breath caressed the back of her neck. A tingling sensation shot through her body.
"Ling'er, I'm so happy that you love me. I love you too, even more than you love me."
Yong Shanling opened her eyes in disbelief and turned to look at Mu Yijie. Her eyes sparkled like stars. "Shushu, really—mmph—" The corner of her clothes was gently taken away, and a big, warm hand was placed in hers. It fit perfectly, filling her with a sense of security and excitement. The feeling spread from their intertwined fingers to her heart.
And then her lips were covered by a searing kiss. She stared at Mu Yijie in disbelief, but all she could see were his long, fluttering eyelashes, which seemed to be fluttering in her heart.
Before she could react, his tongue invaded her mouth, like a wild beast that had been pent up for a long time. She felt as if she were about to be devoured. Gradually, she began to respond clumsily and directly.
Yong Shanling's response almost drove the inexperienced man crazy.
Just as they were getting more and more into it, a jarring voice interrupted them.
"Hey, you two. Can you stop acting like you haven't kissed in centuries? There's a living person here! And you still haven't given me an answer," Ye Qinghe said. By now, he had calmed down a bit, and his tone was a bit more subdued.
Mu Yijie reluctantly pecked Yong Shanling's lips twice, then held her hand tightly, gently stroking her smooth fingers.
"You can go and investigate. There should have been a spell cast on her by a cultivator at that time, and it was a very covert one. So if you really want to avenge her, you'd better figure out who your real enemy is first," Mu Yijie said. Then he controlled Yong Shanling's body to hug him tightly.
In no time, they disappeared from sight.
Ye Qinghe watched their retreating figures, his head bowed in deep thought. His eyes were full of complexity. "I hope you're not lying to me."
Mu Yijie and Yong Shanling returned to their private room. Without saying goodbye to the boss lady, they left without hesitation. Yong Shanling sat in the passenger seat of the speeding car and asked hesitantly, "Shushu, aren't we going to look for Yun Shan?"
Mu Yijie smiled calmly. "No. If we can find him, we'll switch back. If not, it doesn't matter. We'll just look for the object that the nightmare is attached to in the villa slowly."
"Shushu, no. Yijie, you—do you really love me? I mean, the kind of love between a man and a woman?" Yong Shanling looked out of the window, but her eyes were fixed on the figure in the rearview mirror. Her heart was filled with uneasiness.
Mu Yijie's lips curled up into a happy smile. Even the corners of his eyes were brimming with joy. His serious face suddenly became sweet, looking like the most beautiful rose.
"Of course it's the love between a man and a woman. I can say it a million times. I love you, and I've loved you for a long time," Mu Yijie's sweet voice rang out, making Yong Shanling feel as if she were soaking in a honey jar, both happy and excited.
"Then, then I love Shushu too. I love you so much. I want to be Shushu's wife and be with Shushu forever," Yong Shanling suddenly turned around and looked at Mu Yijie seriously. Through his face, she could see the person she loved.
His handsome face, which used to be expressionless, now melted like an iceberg when he saw her. His always elegant and tidy clothes, and those eyes that were a bit cold but still attracted her like a blazing sun attracted a moth, making her unable to resist flying towards him.
"Shushu, do you know? When I realized that I loved you, I was so afraid that you didn't love me. At that time, you showed no sign of loving me. You didn't get jealous, and you didn't have any intimate contact with me. You didn't do any of the things that lovers usually do. I was even prepared for a long - term battle. Who would have thought that in the end, someone would tell me that you actually loved me. I'm so happy~"
I'm so happy that the person you love is me in the end.
Mu Yijie was driving the car, but his heart was full. "Really? Baby, I fell in love with you earlier than you did."
I fell in love with you when you didn't love me yet and only regarded me as a relative. But you were so oblivious at that time. I could only weave my net bit by bit like a spider until finally you fell in love with me.
The two chatted in the car, talking about how they discovered their love for each other and what methods they had used to pursue each other. It was only then that they realized that they had actually been pursuing each other for a long time. They were just too slow to notice.