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

"What's wrong?" Sang Wang, who had woken up earlier, got up and hugged the little girl who had suddenly sat up, gently comforting her.

Yu Jiusi strained to open her sleepy eyes, pointed out the window, and her lips moved slightly.

"It was just a few cats passing by, it's nothing." Sang Wang hugged the person and lay down, gently patting their back and coaxing them softly, "Go back to sleep."

Yu Jiusi squinted and listened again. He indeed heard no more sound, so he believed Sang Wang's words.

He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep again.

After Yu Jiusi's breathing had calmed down for a while, Sang Wang stopped trying to lull her to sleep. She slowly raised her eyes and glanced at the calm view outside the window, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.

In the courtyard downstairs, the men in black, bound hand and foot and gagged, were all lying on the ground struggling, while a person stood in front of them.

Aunt Yun, dressed simply and neatly, stood in the moonlight, coldly looking at the assassins scattered on the ground, her expression stern.

Holding one end of the rope in one hand, he looked up in the direction of Sang Wang's room and frowned slightly.

"Aunt Yun, you're really skilled." A boy who looked like he was only a teenager, wearing a hoodie, sat lazily on the wall and greeted her with a grin.

Aunt Yun shifted her gaze and looked over leisurely, not surprised by the boy's appearance, and criticized him in a cold and inhuman tone.

"Instead of climbing the wall, I'd rather go back and think about how to improve my defenses. I don't know how long I can keep this old body going."

"Of course Aunt Yun will live to be a hundred years old." The boy still smiled and nimbly jumped off the wall.

Catching the rope that Aunt Yun threw to him, Xi Qian flashed a bright, innocent smile and said, "Thank you so much for your help today, Aunt Yun."

"With Aunt Yun here, I feel much more relaxed. Who can get close to the young master quietly under your nose?"

Xi Qian sighed, "Besides those old guys, you can count the number of people who can go toe-to-toe with Aunt Yun on one hand."

Aunt Yun's cold expression faltered slightly. She glanced subtly at the second floor and said in a slightly cold voice, "Not necessarily."

Aunt Yun turned and went back to her room with a thoughtful expression.

Aunt Yun left, and although Xi Qian was puzzled, he didn't take it seriously. He glanced back at the assassins who were still struggling.

A cold smile appeared on his innocent face as he casually dragged a string of people away from Beiyuan, pulling on the rope.

Oh dear, with Aunt Yun around, even this young master's bodyguard is completely useless.

In order to prove that he was still useful and not be abandoned by the young master, he had no choice but to have a good "chat" with these big black cats.

The boy hummed a song and slowly walked away, disappearing into the night.

Early in the morning, Sang Wang woke up early, picked up the little girl who was sleeping in a daze again, put her down, and then got up to wash and get ready. When he came back, she still showed no sign of waking up.

I figured it wouldn't hurt to sleep a little longer.

He moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, holding the little girl's soft little hand in one hand, while casually flipping through the book on his lap.

The morning sunlight shone on the chair and onto the slightly yellowed pages of the books, which were well-preserved despite their age.

Slender, fair fingers turned the pages of the book in the bright, warm sunlight.

As the sunlight slowly moved onto him, the person who was lazily leaning back in his chair reading slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the time.

He closed the book in his hand and placed it on the chair, then turned around and gently called to the person who was still in bed.

"Sweetie, it's time to get up." Sang Wang gently called her to get up while carefully lifting her out of bed and letting her rest on his shoulder to slowly wake up.

Although the little girl frowned and looked irritable, she still obediently lay on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and woke up.

Ten minutes later, seeing that the little girl had regained some consciousness, Sang Wang carried her to the bathroom, holding the dazed girl in one arm and squeezing toothpaste onto her toothbrush with the other.

He wanted to help her brush her teeth, but the little girl slowly opened her eyes a crack, reached out and snatched the toothbrush from his hand, and obediently brushed her teeth with sleepy eyes.

Throughout the entire process, Sang Wang was just a chair, with Yu Jiusi leaning lazily against him as she slowly washed up.

After washing her face, she finally opened her eyes and, with great professionalism, took a small handkerchief and helped Sang Baobao wash her face again.

Sang Wang led the yawning little girl slowly downstairs, where they met Aunt Yun.

Luo Bo nodded politely to Aunt Yun with a sweet, soft smile, as if saying "Good morning" to her.

Aunt Yun's cold face held a complex expression. How could I tell you that I was already preparing lunch?

Yu Jiusi wasn't too bothered by Aunt Yun's lukewarm attitude, since the other party's cooking was so delicious.

Yu Jiusi devoured the breakfast as soon as she sat down at the table. Although she ate elegantly and slowly, the breakfast on the table disappeared in a very short time.

Sang Wang paused in his coffee-drinking motion, turning his head to gaze at the little girl with chubby cheeks.

Yu Jiusi, having taken a bite of the last meat bun, slowly looked up and met Sang Wang's deep eyes. The two gazed at each other for a moment.

Yu Jiusi slowly lowered her eyes and pondered for a second, then silently placed the meat bun in her hand into the other person's bowl, and said in a serious, silent voice, "Eat more."

The little boy is too thin; he needs to eat more meat.

Sang Wang put down his coffee, looked down at the meat bun in his bowl that was missing a piece, and sighed deeply.

There was a sense of helplessness and heartache.

It's kind of the little girl to remember to leave him a piece of meat.

He silently ate the meat bun and then fed the little girl a bowl of porridge.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yu Jiusi lay sprawled on the sofa, motionless, claiming it was to aid digestion.

After lying on the sofa for a while, a shadow fell over my head. I lazily opened my eyes and looked at the tall figure standing next to the sofa.

Worried that the little girl might have indigestion, Sang Wang brought over a bottle of yogurt, bent down to help the girl, who was lying lazily on the sofa, sit down next to her, and half-embraced her shoulder.

"Have some yogurt." Sang Wang gently coaxed the lazy little girl, half-holding her in his arms.

Disturbed from "digestion," Yu Jiusi frowned in displeasure. Just as she was about to struggle, she saw the yogurt being offered to her mouth.

Her brows immediately relaxed, and she leaned softly against the other person's chest, slowly drinking her yogurt through a straw.

Although the little girl can be a bit irritable at times, she is mostly well-behaved and easy to coax.

Sang Wang casually stroked the little girl's soft hair, his long, deep phoenix eyes filled with a gentle smile, his aura soft and warm.

Seeing the little girl's hair touching her face, he gently lifted her long hair that was draped behind her back and carefully tidied it up.

Long, slender fingers weaved through the girl's glossy black hair, skillfully tying it up and gently tucking a few strands behind her ears.

Yu Jiusi sat cross-legged on the sofa, slowly drinking her yogurt, and turned slightly to make it easier for the person behind her to tie their hair.