Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Just as Xia Ming was about to burst into tears, a warm, large hand suddenly grabbed her waving hand.

"No, not just friends..."

Yang Xian's voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.

Xia Ming was startled. She struggled for a moment and looked at the man beside her with some confusion.

Yang Xian didn't look at her, but stared straight at Jiang Mengyun, and continued, word by word, "Mengyun, Xia Ming... like Nan Shunian, is also one of my people."

He chose the most direct and honest approach.

In that instant, Xia Ming's mind went completely blank.

How could Yang Xian dare to say that in front of Jiang Mengyun?

Is it too early to admit to their relationship now?

Doesn't he know that this will make things worse?

Xia Ming would rather suffer some injustice himself than let Yang Xian be caught in a dilemma because of him.

She looked nervously at Jiang Mengyun, already anticipating a fierce argument about to erupt, her heart pounding wildly.

She unconsciously leaned closer to Yang Xian.

However, the expected thunderous wrath did not materialize.

Jiang Mengyun's expression didn't change much, but her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze lingered for a moment on Yang Xian and Xia Ming's tightly clasped hands.

"Oh, I see." She nodded flatly, her tone revealing neither joy nor anger.

This reaction not only stunned Xia Ming, but also surprised Xu Huanhuan, who was waiting to see a good show.

What's going on?

Jiang Mengyun, this powder keg, didn't explode when she heard such a declaration of NTR in person?

Did they just accept it so calmly?

Could it be that Yang Xian completely calmed her down in just that short time?

Xu Huanhuan pouted, somewhat annoyed.

She deliberately dragged Xia Ming over today, and even took "intimate photos" of Yang Xian and Xia Ming at the self-service hot pot restaurant beforehand, just waiting to bring them out at the crucial moment to add fuel to the fire for Jiang Mengyun.

It seems the fire won't start.

This is so boring!

"Senior Xia Ming, come in and sit down, don't stand at the door." Jiang Mengyun stood up from the sofa and smiled at Xia Ming, who looked embarrassed.

She was very satisfied that Yang Xian did not choose to hide it this time.

She was already used to her man having affairs with other women.

What I really care about is Yang Xian's attitude.

Jiang Mengyun walked over and gently took Xia Ming's hand: "From now on, we're family."

"No, no!" Xia Ming was flattered and quickly withdrew his hand. "Sister Jiang, just call me Xia Ming from now on. I don't deserve the title 'senior'!"

Xia Ming has a very clear understanding of his own position.

She knew very well that in this relationship, she could only ever be the "smaller" one.

"Alright." Jiang Mengyun looked at Xia Ming with satisfaction.

Xia Ming, though good-looking, is gentle, knows when to advance and retreat, and understands the bigger picture.

She's so much more pleasing to the eye than Xu Huanhuan, who's always stirring up trouble, and Nan Shunian, who has such dead fish eyes.

Yang Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, the anticipated chaotic scene didn't happen!

Mengyun has a bit of a temper, but as long as no one goes against her and you go along with her, she's actually quite easy to talk to!

I think I've... figured out a little bit of the trick!

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Half an hour later, Xu Huanhuan and Xia Ming walked out of Yang Xian's dormitory.

Xia Ming felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran away as if he were fleeing.

Xu Huanhuan found it boring and made a face at Yang Xian before leaving, mouthing "Boring".

With the dormitory door closing again, only Yang Xian and Jiang Mengyun remained in the living room.

"Hmm, Xia Ming's cake tastes really good. His skills are almost on par with top-notch pastry chefs."

Jiang Mengyun elegantly picked up a piece of cake with a small fork, put it in her mouth and savored it, a hint of approval on her face. "Darling, this time your taste is finally good."

Yang Xian leaned over, gently wiped away a bit of cream from Jiang Mengyun's lips, and then naturally put it into his own mouth.

The sweet aroma of cream melts on the tip of the tongue.

"Of course my taste is good," Yang Xian replied with a smile, then turned the tables and praised her, "Otherwise, how could I have won over such a wonderful wife like you? This just proves that Mengyun, your taste is the best."

Yang Xian saw through it but didn't say anything.

This isn't just delicious cake.

This clearly shows that Xia Ming is a relatively obedient and well-behaved person, which makes her feel very satisfied.

If Xu Huanhuan had made this cake today, no matter how delicious it was, Jiang Mengyun would probably find a hundred faults with it.

Jiang Mengyun stretched and naturally placed her two fair and slender legs on Yang Xian's thighs, gently nudging him with her toes.

"Speak, my dear."

"Besides Xia Ming, Nan Shunian, Xu Huanhuan, and that blonde, blue-eyed foreign girl, how many romantic debts do you still owe at Chengwu University?"

"Give me a clear and truthful explanation right now!"

Yang Xian reached out and grabbed those restless little feet, gently kneading them in his hands.

"No! Really, no!" he assured him solemnly. "And that foreign girl you mentioned, I don't know her at all! She just randomly approached me!"

"Really?" Jiang Mengyun tilted her head slightly and fiddled with her hair.

"A man should be bold and responsible for his actions!"

"Don't think you can be irresponsible and run away after taking advantage of someone just because they're a foreigner..."

"Absolutely not!" Yang Xian's voice was firm.

Just then, a cell phone rang abruptly, shattering the warm atmosphere of their flirtatious banter.

Yang Xian took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and the relaxed expression on his face instantly vanished.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mengyun noticed his change, stopped playing around, and quickly sat up straight.

"It's a call from General Shen." Yang Xian frowned slightly. "He might have some clues about Xiao Bai's father."

After Yang Xian handed over three divine-level martial arts techniques, he asked General Shen Qingtong for two favors.

One is to investigate the mysterious organization "Glory Society".

Another option is to use the military's resources to find Bai Chuyi's father, Bai Hong.

Jiang Mengyun didn't say anything more, she just looked at him quietly.

Yang Xian took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

"General Shen, I am Yang Xian."

Soon, Shen Qingtong's steady and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Yang Xian, I've almost finished investigating the matter you asked me to investigate. Are you free to talk now?"

"It's convenient, please tell me." Yang Xian's heart jumped.

"Then I'll be blunt." Shen Qingtong paused for a moment, as if organizing his thoughts.

"Bai Hong... he's a member of the 'Glory Society'!"

P.S.: I've improved the outline for Volume 2. I've collected most of the female leads, so it's time to move on to the main storyline.

It is currently unknown when normal updates will resume.

I'm so sorry!!