The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Chu Ying sat next to Cen Yizi and said leisurely, "What a quick fight! This Liaoyuan Sect is really something! Yingxue already took a Nascent Soul Stage sword strike earlier, and he's still so self-righteous. Don't you agree?"

Chu Ying had a smile on her lips. She turned her head slightly to look at Cen Yizi, her gaze lingering on his face vaguely.

Cen Yizi was slightly startled, and his face immediately turned red. He lowered his head unconsciously, and moved slightly to the side until he touched Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan, who was sitting on the other side of Cen Yizi, suddenly made a hissing sound, and Cen Yizi immediately realized that he had hit someone's wound.

"Sorry!"

Cen Yizi quickly stepped back and moved back.

"No problem." Yan Chuan responded softly, and then said to Wan Jinan: "Since the game is over, I will go back first."

In fact, after releasing the power of the elves in the morning, Yan Chuan felt as if he was on fire. He felt hot and unbearable, and his mind was restless.

He could feel a noticeable increase in his spiritual power. The surging spiritual power surged in his body like a torrent, running around in all directions and threatening to get out of control at any moment.

In this situation, he had to meditate and regulate his breathing quickly, but he felt uneasy before he finished watching Jiang Yingxue's game, so he endured the pain and came to watch the game.

Wan Jinan was immersed in the joy of victory. He waved his hand and said, "You were seriously injured. You should have a good rest. Go back quickly. We will have the celebration banquet tonight."

Yan Chuan hummed, turned and left. His robe passed through the air with his movements, floating lightly. Suddenly, it swung and just happened to touch Cen Yizi's nose, causing him to sneeze unexpectedly.

Cen Yizi was sitting in a strange posture. After sneezing, he lost his balance and leaned backward, with his entire body instantly falling on Chu Ying's thighs.

Cen Yizi looked up in panic, but only saw Chu Ying looking down at him, her eyebrows slightly raised, but her eyes were filled with teasing and laughter.

"I, I, I..."

"Huh? Are you afraid of me? Otherwise, why didn't you reply to me when I was talking to you just now?" Chu Ying's voice was soft, with a hint of provocation.

"Sorry!" Cen Yizi hurriedly tried to prop himself up, but was pushed back by Chu Ying. She pressed him lightly with her hand, and her voice was full of dominance: "Lie down! Let's have a good chat!"

The afternoon sun was bright but not glaring. The soft light filled the air, passing through Chu Ying's hair and shining on her face.

The stadium was noisy, but Cen Yizi felt that it was particularly quiet at this moment. Chu Ying seemed to be more beautiful than ever, which made his heart beat faster.

Cen Yizi swallowed and said slowly: "What are you talking about?"

"Why did you mistake me for the opponent during the match? Didn't he say that those who are under the spell will see him as the woman they like? Could it be that you like me?"

Chu Ying always likes to play the game straight. If she likes something, she likes it. If she doesn’t like something, she doesn’t like it. She doesn’t want any beating around the bush.

Cen Yizi's face turned even redder, and he even felt his whole body burning hot, but Chu Ying wouldn't let him get up.

"That's because... that person asked me if I had a fiancée. Because of the Chu family's letter of support, my father ignored my dissuasion and handed the marriage certificate to your father, and your father agreed."

"My dad agreed!?" Chu Ying was shocked: "When did this happen? How come I didn't know about it!"

“It’s a recent thing…”

Chu Ying looked at Cen Yizi's face, a complicated look flashed across her eyes. She moved quickly and reached out to pull him up from her thigh.

Cen Yizhi felt a tightness around his waist, and the next moment, his shoulders were firmly held by Chu Ying's hands. The force was not light, but it was obvious that she was a little angry: "Marriage is not a joke, why didn't you tell me?"

Cen Yizi's face was a little aggrieved, his eyes subconsciously dodging, his voice a little low: "I was thinking that you had already called off the engagement once, and it would be very difficult to ask you to do it again. It would be better for me to resolve this matter privately."

After hearing this, Chu Ying raised her chin slightly and asked, "Why, do you want to cancel the engagement? Is it embarrassing to be engaged to me?"

"No," Cen Yizi said quickly, but his voice sounded a little weak: "It's just that I know you don't like me, so there's no need to embarrass you again, right?"

Chu Ying withdrew her hand, clasped her arms, and thought for a while: "Actually, if I think about it carefully, if I don't get engaged to you, my family will sooner or later find another marriage for me among the other families. Rather than getting engaged to someone else, it's safer to get engaged to you."

Cen Yizhi was stunned when he heard these words. He felt a slight touch in his heart and asked tentatively, "Are you sure?"

Chu Ying nodded. "Yes, if my engagement is to you, then everything will be much more manageable. On the one hand, we know each other well, so there's no need to rush into marriage, and it can also keep the elders' mouths shut. On the other hand, if you have a woman you truly admire, or if I have a man I admire, then we can withdraw at any time and save both of our dignity, isn't that right?"

Cen Yizhi listened to Chu Ying's words, and a complex wave of emotions surged in his heart. He didn't know why, but when Chu Ying mentioned that there might be a man she admired in the future, he felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, a feeling like a cold wind blowing through him, chilling him to the bone.

He frowned subconsciously, but finally said nothing and just nodded silently.

"Then it's settled. Ask your father not to cancel the marriage, and we can just get the engagement done right away. Okay, the competition is over, let's go back to the inn!"

As the sun sets, its golden afterglow bathes the mountains of Shunchangling. The emerald green of the countryside, illuminated by the gentle sunset glow, resembles a delicate painting. The distant peaks are dyed orange-red by the glow, like a burning flame. The lingering warmth of the flames is lingering, and a gentle breeze blows through the mountains, bringing a touch of coolness.

Yunlai Inn is the largest inn in the entire Shunchangling. It has a five-story structure with green bricks and green tiles, which complements the surrounding mountains and forests.

The first floor here is a place for dining, and the second to fifth floors are accommodation.

Wan Jinan led a few people to find a table on the first floor and sat down.

"I was too busy yesterday and didn't get to eat there. I have to try all the signature dishes of this restaurant today."

As he spoke, he called over the waiter, who was dressed in a simple blue cloth and had a warm smile, appearing unpretentious.

"What's your sign?"

"Our signature dishes include Eight Treasure Duck, Soy Sauce Chicken, and Pine Nut Fish—"

"Then let's have the three you just mentioned, plus some greens and a jar of girl's red wine."

"Okay." After saying that, the waiter turned and went to the kitchen.

After a while, the dishes were served one after another, but at this moment, a few unexpected guests arrived and interrupted the meal.