The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

A knock sounded at the door, and Aunt Yun walked in, her eyes slightly lowered, her voice still cold, "Young Master, we have a guest."

"No." Sang Wang, who only wanted to stick close to the little girl, played with Yu Jiusi's hair and casually refused.

"They've come to see Miss Yu," Aunt Yun said after a moment of silence.

It instantly caught Yu Jiusi's attention. Her eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to get up. "Where is it? I'm coming right now."

Without even asking who it was, all he wanted was to stay away from the little vixen.

Yu Jiusi couldn't wait to get up, but was pulled back down to sit by the wrist.

The alluring little devil pressed himself against her, his long arms encircling her waist, his voice plaintive and aggrieved, "My darling, you really don't want to be with me?"

The radish, whose name had been mentioned, looked guilty but stubbornly retorted, "No."

She just felt she needed to calm down. Sang Baobao was too alluring right now. What if she couldn't resist and pounced on him again?

"It's obvious," someone said, sounding aggrieved. "Even when I'm with my sweetheart every day, it's not enough, but she's already getting tired of me."

"I'm a baby that nobody loves anymore."

The ultimate green tea b*tch transformed into a pitiful little thing, clutching the tail that had just appeared, grumbling pitifully. She glanced cautiously at the little girl before turning away, her eyes glistening with tears.

"I'm not far from being unwanted by my sweetheart, so I'd better leave on my own."

The alluring beauty dragged her tail along, looking utterly dejected as she slowly walked out.

The bewildered radish was completely taken aback. Looking at that lonely, drifting figure, she quickly stepped forward and hugged the person, saying, "I want you, I love you the most."

Sang Wang stopped as the girl hugged him from behind. Hearing her confession, a slight smile appeared on his lips. He looked down at the hands that were tightly embracing his waist and gently covered them.

"But my darling is going to leave me and go find someone else."

"I...I just went to see who it was," Yu Jiusi said softly.

"Are they as good-looking as me?" Sang Baobao turned around and asked with her strikingly beautiful face.

"No, not as pretty as you." Yu Luobo swallowed hard, unable to contain herself.

"Then why did you go to see them but not me?" Someone, intentionally or unintentionally enticing the young girl, asked with an innocent and sincere expression.

Yu Jiusi blinked and tilted her head, as if what she said made sense.

Having been successfully fooled, Luobo was once again led back to her room by someone's arm.

Aunt Yun, who witnessed everything at the door, stood quietly for a moment, sighed softly, turned and left, her cold eyes tinged with a hint of sorrow.

night.

On the antique wooden bed, Sang Wang lay on his side, supporting his head with one hand and gently patting the back of the person next to him with the other, his eyes tender and affectionate.

Under the warm light, the little girl was fast asleep, curled up in the quilt. Her eyes were closed, her mouth moved slightly, and she instinctively snuggled into his arms, her soft cheeks pressed against his chest, clinging to him tightly.

Sang Wang held her half-in his arms, gently patting her to sleep, his gaze never leaving her face, his eyes overflowing with tenderness and affection.

Such a scene was once his delusion, and he struggled in that delusion again and again.

In the end, his divine status shattered, and he almost succumbed to demonic possession.

It is said that gods should be aloof and self-possessed, living for the sake of all living beings, but he is not like that.

All he wanted to do was hold the little girl from morning till night and live for her.

As long as I can be with her, what does it matter if I give up my divine status and become a demon?

A divine mark appeared on his forehead, a faint black aura faintly visible on the holy and flawless mark, but Sang Wang didn't care much, focusing on watching the little girl's charming sleeping face.

The person with a gentle smile on their face suddenly turned cold, glanced out the window, bent down to kiss the little girl, got up, covered her with a blanket, and then slowly went out wearing a long robe.

Aunt Yun was already standing quietly outside the house.

Wearing a scarlet outer robe, Sang Wang stood under the moonlight, his long, ink-black hair casually draped behind him, blending into the night. The cool moonlight fell on his face, coating his handsome and alluring features with a layer of cold radiance.

Sang Wang twirled his fingertips and glanced coldly at Aunt Yun. A cold smile curled his blood-red lips, and his calm tone carried a hint of murderous intent. "Today, you were too talkative."

Aunt Yun, who had long been intimidated by the other party's aura, trembled and immediately knelt down on one knee, "This subordinate dares not."

"You wouldn't dare?" Sang Wang tilted his head and sneered. "I already gave orders that nothing should disturb you. You say you wouldn't dare?"

Sang Wang lowered his eyes and stared at Aunt Yun on the ground, his eyes filled with a cold light, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

Aunt Yun lowered her head and remained silent for a while before staring at Wei Ya and explaining, "Because they are looking for Miss Yu, I dare not neglect them."

"Stop with your petty thoughts, and don't let this happen again." Sang Wang stared coldly at the person kneeling in front of him for a long time before finally issuing a chilling warning.

"Yes." Even Aunt Yun, who was usually tight-lipped, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

She knew that if she hadn't been the young master's mother's former maid and the elder who watched him grow up, she might already be a corpse.

Since returning from the Colorless Sea, the young master's cultivation has become even more unfathomable, and even his temperament has changed...

As soon as he returned, he entrusted her with the affairs of the clan and ordered that no one, except for a few servants who delivered food and served her, was allowed to approach the place or see Yu Jiusi.

Yu Jiusi hadn't seen many people in the past few days, and assumed it was because there were few people here, but in reality, it was the other party's doing.

Whenever Yu Jiusi wanted to go out for a walk, he would find various reasons to keep her there, so for several days, Yu Jiusi hadn't stepped out of the courtyard.

Aunt Yun frowned. She was genuinely worried that if Miss Yu found out what the young master had done…

"Young Master, Young Master Shi and the others have come several times already. If we refuse them again..."

Before Aunt Yun could finish speaking, a single glance from the other person sent chills down her spine. She opened her mouth, swallowed the rest of her words, and lowered her head slightly. "There's some news about the search. Should we tell Miss Yu?"

Sang Wang withdrew his sinister and cold gaze, slowly raised his hand to take the letter from Aunt Yun's hand, and played with it between his fingertips, seemingly lost in thought.

Sang Wang returned to his room with a chill in his body and immediately saw the little girl who was sleeping restlessly and had rolled to the edge of the bed, about to fall off.

He quickly stepped forward and caught the little head that had drooped. He cupped the soft, chuckled helplessly, and couldn't help but smile at the little girl's sleeping face. He lowered his head and kissed her as if she were a precious treasure.

Yu Jiusi felt her cheek touch the cool palm, and subconsciously rubbed it against her palm.

Sang Wang took off his coat, which had been damp with the chill, and carefully carried the little girl, who had fallen out of bed, back to her original position, covering her with the blanket. He then lay down beside her.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pulling her close to his chest, and whispered hoarsely in her ear, "What would you do without me?"

After a while, she chuckled softly, her voice lazy and gentle as she murmured to herself, "What would I do without you?"