Super God: My sister-in-law discovered me secretly drawing Kaisa's feet.

Upon hearing this, Su Mobai fell silent for a moment.

Liang Bing held the tiny doll, no bigger than her palm, looking at him with bright eyes and a slight smile on her lips, her tone deliberately nonchalant, "I'm asking you a question, am I cute?"

Do I even need to think about this question?

If you say he's not cute, you'd probably get elbowed into the wall by this little devil right there and then.

Su Mobai is very pragmatic.

He looked at Liang Bing, then at the little Liang Bing in her palm with her hands on her hips and chin raised, and nodded seriously, "Cute."

Liang Bing raised an eyebrow.

Su Mobai added another sentence:

"I say its cuteness is all thanks to its inherent goodness."

"Both the big and the small ones are cute."

Liang Bing tried to keep a straight face, but her lips couldn't hold back, and the corners of her eyes curved into a smile first.

She held the little doll up to her eyes and gently poked its head with her fingertip.

"You have good taste."

She tucked the doll into her palm, turned and took a couple of steps, then looked back at him as if remembering something, "Stay here with me for a while."

Su Mobai was taken aback. "Where are you going?"

"Looking for my older sister."

Liang Bing spoke with righteous indignation, but when she reached the door, she turned back to look at him, her eyes carrying a clear warning, "Don't run around, and don't touch anything."

She paused, then added, "Be good."

Su Mobai's lips twitched.

The way she's talking makes it sound like she's treating him like a little pet she just picked up.

Su Mobai's lips twitched. "Isn't that a bit off with your tone?"

A cool, icy hand was already on the door. Hearing this, she looked at him with a smile, "Would you like your older sister to pat your head?"

"No, thank you." Su Mobai sat up straight immediately. "Go quickly."

Liang Bing gave a soft snort and pushed open the door to leave.

The door was closed.

The room fell silent immediately.

Su Mobai sat there for a moment, making sure the footsteps outside had faded away, before slowly letting out a sigh of relief.

With the fairy gone, the oppressive liveliness in the room dissipated considerably. He leaned back in his chair, intending to close his eyes and rest for a while, but his gaze involuntarily drifted around.

This is a cold room.

Watching it isn't illegal.

He didn't do anything; he just watched.

On the dressing table lay several hair clips and delicate chains. One of them, probably tossed aside carelessly, hung askew on the edge of the mirror frame, its small silver pendant swaying gently. The box next to it wasn't fully closed, revealing a sliver of soft, dark fabric, as if some undergarment hadn't been properly tucked in. Su Mobai glanced at it briefly, then immediately looked away, only to look back a moment later.

You might as well watch it.

Taking a look won't cost you anything.

A skirt, not yet put away, was draped on the low couch beside the bed, its hem falling onto the carpet, the fabric creased softly by the light.

Next to it was a pair of boots, the boot shafts were not high, and they were not neatly arranged, one was placed upright, and the other was slightly tilted.

Su Mobai looked at the crooked boot, and the image of Liang Bing kicking it away and stepping barefoot on the carpet uncontrollably floated into his mind.

He closed his eyes.

Sin.

It's not his fault.

There is a problem with the environment.

The room was filled with traces of her.

There was a faint sweet fragrance in the air, similar to the scent on her body when we were close, but not as overpowering, like a soft blanket spread over the curtains, mattress, and fabric.

There was still half a glass of water left on the table, with a faint stain on the rim.

The more Su Mobai looked, the more something seemed off.

Bah!

You vixen! Don't corrupt my resolve!

Don't let your mind wander.

If you keep thinking wildly, anything in this room can become a story.

the other side.

Inside Keisha's study.

The long window was half-open, and the wind was blowing in from outside. Keisha sat at the table.

The female angel standing below reported in a low voice:

"After the Second Miss and Su Mobai left the manor, they encountered a male angel on West Street."

"The other party first clashed with the Second Miss, and then threatened them by impersonating her. A conflict ensued, and Su Mobai led the Second Miss away. The man chased them into a side alley, intending to kill Su Mobai."

Keisha looked up. "And then?"

The female angel paused, then said, "Su Mobai used an unknown method. A giant, foot-shaped entity made of energy appeared above the target and crushed it instantly."

Keisha fell into deep thought after hearing this.

After a while, he looked up and asked, "Is it made of energy?"

"Yes." The female angel bowed her head. "It's not like a conventional weapon, nor like any other known method of dark energy manipulation."

"The forming speed is extremely fast, the form is stable, it leaves a short residue after release, and then dissipates. No traces of external devices were found at the scene."

Keisha did not speak immediately.

She remembered the painting with its flowing light and shadow.

All of this corroborates the truth of Su Mobai's claim that he came from the other side of the Star Sea.

but...

"Go check," Keisha said.

"Check the existing databases of the Angel Nebula, our Melo, and the surrounding territories for any technology similar to void creation. Don't alert too many people."

"Yes."

Not long after the female angel left, a cold, icy voice came from outside the door.

"elder sister."

Keisha looked up. "What are you doing here?"

Liang Bing pushed the door open and came in. "I just wanted to tell you something. Su Mobai and I went shopping and ran into some clueless idiot."

Keisha looked at her.

Liang Bing continued, "That person bumped into me, didn't apologize, and even used my name to bully others. Later, he chased me into a side alley, trying to kill me."

"So I killed him."

Liang Bing raised her chin. "The scene has been sealed off, and the body will be cleaned up. I came to let you know."

Keisha remained expressionless.

Of course she knew that Liang Bing hadn't killed the person.

Since Liang Bing said that, it means she doesn't want to involve Su Mobai.

At least I don't want this to come out of her mouth.

"I understand," Keisha said calmly. "I'll handle the rest."

Liang Bing nodded, preparing to leave.

Keisha then added, "There's one more thing."

Liang Bing stopped and turned to look at Keisha.

"Father will be back tomorrow."

Liang Bing raised an eyebrow. "So fast?"

"Yes, Father's business on Wangxing has been resolved."

"Moreover, Su Mobai will be painting at his birthday banquet a month from now."

"I plan to let Su Mobai meet him first."

"If the father had met with them first, the subsequent arrangements would have gone much more smoothly."

"When you get back, tell him. Let him be prepared."

"Okay, I'll talk to him."

The door closed again.

Keisha looked in the direction Liang Bing had left, her emotions barely visible, but she lingered there for a long while.

Keisha lowered her eyes. "You speak."

She didn't turn around, but spoke to the shadows behind the screen, "Did Su Mobai tell her to say this, or did she take the blame herself?"

There was a moment of silence behind the screen.

A female voice came from the shadows: "This subordinate dares not make a rash judgment."

Keisha's lips twitched slightly. "Is it because I dare not, or is it hard to say?"

The person in the shadows lowered their head. "If Su Mobai instructed him, then he's incredibly audacious and adept at leveraging power. If the Second Miss took it upon herself..."

The second half of the sentence was left unfinished.

Keisha continued, "Then she's already started protecting people."

The room fell silent for a moment.

"That's the real problem."

The person behind the screen didn't dare to respond.

Keisha looked towards the door, as if she could still see Liang Bing's self-righteous back as she left.

Her younger sister is usually unruly and lawless, but when it comes to taking the blame for someone, she won't offer a single word of explanation.