So satisfying! The Great Demon King wiped out everyone equally!

Upon hearing this, Song's mother looked surprised. "Oh my, you're taking us to Jiani's house? We haven't bought any gifts or anything on the way here. Isn't it too presumptuous of us to just go like this?"

As she spoke, she gently tidied her hair with her hands, a hint of unease on her face.

Cang Lan said calmly, "It's not presumptuous of me to say that I've already given Hu Jiani's father a great gift by coming here."

After saying that, he didn't want to listen to them anymore and went straight to the fishing boat.

When Mr. and Mrs. Song heard that their daughter had prepared a gift in advance, they didn't say anything more, and the three of them hurriedly boarded the boat.

Canglan stood at the bow of the boat, his body surging with magical power, and the fishing boat sped towards the island like an arrow.

The sea breeze howled, making everyone's clothes flutter loudly.

Song's mother was initially looking around curiously, but as the fishing boat sped up, her face gradually turned pale, her brows furrowed tightly, and her hands gripped the gunwale tightly.

A short while later, the fishing boat docked. As soon as Song's mother stepped off the boat, she felt dizzy and her stomach churned. She couldn't hold it in any longer and bent over to vomit.

Mr. Song quickly walked up behind her, gently patting her back, his brows furrowed, his face full of concern: "Are you alright?" Then, he turned to Cang Lan and said with a hint of complaint, "Song Yan, when did you learn to drive a boat? And so fast! Don't you know your mother gets seasick?"

Shen Huai, who was standing to the side, was so frightened by the speed of the boat that his legs went weak. He quickly grabbed a rock and was speechless. He could only complain in his heart about why Song Yan was driving so fast!

Just then, a group of women walked over from a distance. They were dressed in tattered clothes, and their faces bore the marks of time and hardship. They gathered together and chattered in the island's dialect.

"How was the woman your husband brought back yesterday? Mine is something else entirely," a woman said, her face filled with fear.

“Yes, my husband kept screaming in the middle of the night. I was forced to sleep in the pigsty. I was so scared that I didn’t dare to make a sound all night,” another woman said, her voice still trembling with fear.

“My husband was even worse off. That woman beat him to a pulp, and she even cut off his genitals. But this is their retribution; they’ve bullied us all the time.” A woman with a scar on her face said through gritted teeth, a hint of pleasure flashing in her eyes.

“Yes, yes, I thought I was in for a world of trouble after my husband bought a woman, but I never expected her to be so powerful. She made my husband run for his life.” Another woman chimed in, a gleeful smile on her face.

Canglan could understand their dialect, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared on his face.

Song's parents and Shen Huai looked completely bewildered, unable to understand what they were saying at all.

Looking at the group of women, Song's mother noticed that they all had injuries on their faces, and one woman was even missing an ear. Her heart tightened, and she quickly said to Canglan:

"Yan Yan, look at those women, they all have injuries on their faces, and one of them is missing an ear. Where does Jia Ni live?"

Song Qiming assumed it was just that the men on the island beat their wives, and said casually, "This island is so quiet and remote. It's really not easy for Jia Ni to get into university from here. Yan Yan, you should learn from her."

When Canglan heard this, he vividly remembered their favoritism towards Hu Jiani in his previous life, and now they were saying such things again.

She turned around, a hint of mockery in her eyes, and said, "Since you like her so much, how about you adopt her as your own daughter?"

Mr. Song thought his daughter was jealous, so he quickly explained, "Oh dear, Jia Ni has biological parents. How could I recognize her as my daughter? My daughter will only have you. You're so old, why are you still jealous?"

Canglan felt this was completely irrelevant and coldly tossed out, "Then I hope you remember this." He then quickened his pace and walked forward.

Song's mother looked at her husband with concern and said, "Honey, what's wrong with Yan Yan? She's only been gone a few days, but she seems like a completely different person. Could it be that she's been influenced by Hu Jiani here?"

Mr. Song frowned and said thoughtfully, "Look at those women just now, they all seemed a bit off. Maybe Yan Yan really might have been affected."

Hearing them say this, Shen Huai felt a little displeased and quickly said, "Uncle and Aunt, Jia Ni is not that kind of person. She endured so much hardship to get into university from this island. It's possible that Song Yan couldn't stand the harsh life on the island, which is why she's in a bad mood."

Before Song's parents could say anything more, Shen Huai had already jogged up to catch up with Cang Lan, wanting to get an explanation as to why he was suddenly so cold to him. He called out as he ran, "Song Yan, wait for me."

Shen Huai jogged and finally caught up with Cang Lan. He was slightly out of breath. "Song Yan, what's wrong? It's been several days since we last saw each other. Don't you miss me?"

But he didn't notice that there was no lingering affection in Canglan's eyes, only a detached indifference as if watching a play.

"Did you have a fight with Jia Ni?" Shen Huai asked again, his tone certain, as if he was convinced that this was the case.

Cang Lan stopped and slowly turned around, looking at Shen Huai with an expressionless face. His gaze was frighteningly calm, as if he were looking at a stranger, not his lover.

“Shen Huai, I don’t think there’s any need for us to be together. How about this, you date Hu Jiani. Since you’re on the island, you can meet your future in-laws beforehand.”

Canglan spoke casually, a faint smile playing on his lips, an expression of anticipation for a laugh.

Upon hearing this, Shen Huai was taken aback at first, but then realized that Song Yan was jealous. His anxious expression instantly turned into helplessness and doting.

He reached out to touch Canglan's head, but Canglan dodged to the side.

"Song Yan, how could you say that? I like you, how could I be with Hu Jiani? What's wrong with you? This isn't your home, don't throw a princess tantrum all the time."

If you keep talking nonsense, we're breaking up!

Canglan felt a surge of annoyance at his self-righteous attitude.

In their previous life, whenever the original owner had a minor conflict with him, Shen Huai would threaten to break up with her, and Song Yan would always be the first to apologize and make peace.

"Fine, then let's break up." Cang Lan said casually, but resolutely, without a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

Shen Huai thought Song Yan was joking and wanted to try the same trick again. He frowned and pretended to be angry: "If you say that again, we'll really break up."

In his mind, as long as he said that, Song Yan would be scared and would try to win him back.

Cang Lan scoffed, "What? Are you deaf? I said let's break up!"

Just then, Song's parents arrived and were stunned when they heard their daughter say "Let's break up."

Song's mother's expression changed drastically. She rushed forward and grabbed Cang Lan's hand, her face full of worry: "Yan Yan, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly say you want to break up?"