In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Wang Yuechan covered her mouth in surprise, unable to believe her eyes.

A complex emotion surged in her heart, including dissatisfaction and anger at Li Zimo's behavior, as well as shyness and curiosity about this scene.

She felt weak all over and wanted to stop it but didn't know how. She could only lean against the wall and watch quietly.

Her pretty face gradually turned red, her mouth opened slightly, and her soft humming inadvertently revealed her emotions.

However, during this gentle spring time, the two people in the courtyard did not notice anything unusual outside.

They immersed themselves in each other's world, enjoying this rare tranquility and sweetness.

Wang Yuechan's heart was beating like a drum. She tried to calm herself down, but the scene before her was too shocking for her to look away.

She felt mixed emotions, confusion and anger at Li Zimo's behavior, worry about Xie Xiran's situation, and embarrassment and shyness for accidentally witnessing this scene.

It turns out that this pervert Li Zimo is just greedy for his wife's beauty. His earth-level skills are just for winning people's hearts. It's really despicable.

What a fool I am! I fell for the sugar-coated bullet.

Just then, a breeze blew by, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants outside the courtyard, and seemed to blow away some of the confusion in Wang Yuechan's heart.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, realizing that this was not the time to act impulsively.

She needs to think calmly and find a suitable way to deal with all this.

So, Wang Yuechan turned around quietly and decided to leave the courtyard and return to her room.

After returning to the room, Wang Yuechan was still unable to calm down.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clenched into fists, thinking over and over in her mind how to bring up this matter to them.

She knew that if she spoke directly, it might cause unnecessary misunderstandings and conflicts;

But if she didn't say it, she would feel guilty. After all, Xie Xiran was her mother, and she couldn't just watch her get hurt.

After a fierce inner struggle, Wang Yuechan finally decided to seek the wisdom of Zhou Yunzi and Li Yingying, believing that their calm character would give her pertinent advice.

Just as she mustered up the courage, pushed open the door, and was about to go up the stairs to look for her two sisters, an unexpected scene suddenly came into her sight.

Li Zimo was slowly walking up the stairs. Xie Xiran, who was in his arms, looked particularly fragile. She was half covered by a veil, her hair was slightly messy, her face was flushed with emotion, her eyes were a mixture of haziness and satisfaction, and she was happily leaning on Li Zimo's chest.

She didn't look like a bullied victim at all, but rather had the gentleness and intoxication unique to a woman immersed in love.

This scene not only surprised Wang Yuechan, but also made her puzzled and bewildered.

Li Zimo seemed to sense something and raised his head slightly, his eyes meeting Wang Yuechan's.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed with teasing and friendliness, and he winked at her, as if telling her a secret that only the two of them could understand.

Wang Yuechan blushed immediately and hurriedly looked away. Her heart was pounding like a deer. She turned around and rushed into her room as if escaping, slamming the door shut.

Leaning against the door, she held her chest tightly with one hand, trying to calm her heart which was beating violently due to fear and shyness.

With every breath she took, she could still feel the footsteps coming from outside the door, gradually approaching, knocking on her heart like a heavy hammer.

She stared at the closed door, afraid that Li Zimo would suddenly burst in because of the embarrassment just now.

Her face was as pale as paper, and even beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, showing her extreme anxiety and worry.

Fortunately, the footsteps finally stopped in the room next to hers, and as the door opened and closed, everything returned to calm.

Only then did Wang Yuechan let out a long sigh, and her tense nerves relaxed a little.

She felt mixed emotions, re-examining the relationship between Xie Xiran and Li Zimo, and regretting her impulsive behavior.

If I hadn't been in such a hurry to go out, perhaps I wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation now.

An even more terrifying thought came to her mind:

Will Li Zimo come to cause trouble for me because I ruined his good deeds?

If she really faced such a threat, how would she respond?

She even began to imagine the scene where Li Zimo forced her to have sex with him, which made her feel extremely panicked and helpless.

She was not ready to face such a change, and she didn't know whether she should agree or refuse.

Wang Yuechan was in an extremely heavy mood. She knew very well that there was a gap between her and Li Zimo that could not be easily crossed - he was the murderer of her father.

Although Shenwuwei said that his father killed his mother for an opportunity ten years ago and did so many evil things.

But that was only the one-sided statement of the Divine Guards, and he was his own father after all.

If I really get together with Li Zimo, the murderer of my father, how can I be worthy of my father?

Just as she was struggling, a faint conversation from the next room interrupted her thoughts.

Wang Yuechan's brows were furrowed, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her nails deeply embedded in her palms, revealing her inner struggle and anxiety.

She slowly stood up and walked towards the wall with a staggering step, her eyes full of curiosity and uneasiness about the next room.

She tiptoed to the wall and listened carefully, afraid of missing any details.

There were complex emotions flashing in her eyes, including worry about Xie Xiran, as well as dissatisfaction and confusion about Li Zimo's behavior.

Suddenly, Xie Xiran's voice, as thin as a mosquito, came from the next room, with a hint of shyness and worry:

"Sir, no, not here, Yuechan will hear it."

That voice was filled with the shyness and tenderness unique to women, which made people feel pity and love for her.

Li Zimo's voice then rang out, with a hint of unquestionable firmness:

"It's okay, I set up a soundproofing array, she can't hear it."

As he spoke, his tone revealed confidence and gentleness, as if everything was under control.

When Wang Yuechan heard this, a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.

She thought to herself:

"If you really set up a soundproofing array, how could I hear your conversation so clearly?"

But she didn't say anything, just listened quietly, with suspicion and disdain flashing in her eyes.

Then, Xie Xiran's voice came again, this time sounding even more pitiful:

"Sir, is it really...really?"

Her voice was filled with uncertainty and expectation, as if she was looking for a little comfort and confirmation.

Li Zimo gently comforted:

"Really, she can't hear it."

His words were full of care and doting for Xie Xiran, as if the whole world only contained the two of them.