In order to survive, she forced herself to have a happy ending with the yandere villain.

Just as Qiao Wanwan was about to pick up the braised pork, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a large, dark blue hand that appeared from behind.

The owner was so stunned that he dropped the chopsticks on the table.

She looked back.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in dark blue clothes appeared behind him, holding a sword.

A wandering swordsman wearing a bamboo hat, obscuring his face.

Gu Chaomu, who was standing next to her, was the first to come to her senses and immediately grabbed the person who had inexplicably grabbed Qiao Wanwan's wrist.

"Who are you? Let go!"

"Miss!"

While the surrounding people were having breakfast, Xie's guards and Su Xu also became vigilant.

The Xie family surrounded them, pointing their swords at the man.

The person in the wheelchair had already secretly produced silver needles in their hand.

His eyes were fixed on the man, deep and unwavering; if he made any move, he would be shot dead.

A chilling killing intent surrounded them.

But the man standing behind Qiao Wanwan showed no fear whatsoever.

He coldly uttered a sentence to the man who disturbed him:

"You should be the one letting go."

He gripped Qiao Wanwan's wrist tightly, seemingly unwilling to let go.

The man raised his head slightly, revealing a handsome and energetic face filled with surprise.

Staring at Qiao Wanwan in front of him, his eyes shone brightly, filled with affection.

"??"

Qiao Wanwan seemed to have seen this face before.

Who is he?

The man saw her face, which he hadn't seen in a long time, yet it remained beautiful.

Looking at himself was like looking at a stranger, which made him uneasy.

He asked with warmth:

"Junior Sister Wanwan, what are you doing here?"

"Junior sister?"

Although Qiao Wanwan felt a strange sense of familiarity when she looked at the man in front of her.

But she didn't know who this person was.

Just then, Chunxia's surprised voice reached her ears.

"Young Master Zilin!"

Having confirmed that they knew each other, Xie Ze closed his eyes slightly and put away the weapon in his hand.

He casually picked up the teacup on the table and began to leisurely savor the tea.

Zhong Shi waved to the Xie family guards surrounding them.

The Xie family guards also received Zhong Shi's orders.

He also sheathed his sword, moved back to the guest table where only Su Xu was sitting, and continued eating breakfast.

Gu Chaomu, over here, heard that Chunxia knew this man. He thought to himself:

Then Qiao Wanwan must know him too.

The woman who had just refused him when he put food on her plate was now being grabbed by the wrist by a strange man, and she didn't resist at all.

Gu Chaomu, who was very confident in her charm, clearly felt dissatisfied. Her hand was still tightly gripping the man's wrist.

Slightly annoyed, he shifted his gaze to Qiao Wanwan, frowned, and questioned her:

"Wanwan, who is he?"

The man holding Qiao Wanwan's wrist heard the man questioning Qiao Wanwan in a harsh tone.

His eyes flashed with anger, and he shouted:

"Who are you? What gives you the right to question my junior sister so loudly!"

"I just asked you who you are, and suddenly you grabbed Wanwan's hand and wouldn't let go. I think you don't understand your intentions."

"Hmph, you think I don't understand your intentions? Do you even know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are, let go of Qiao Wanwan's hand."

"No, you should be the one letting go of my hand."

The two men's eyes blazed with fury, each staring at the other as if they wanted to kill him, their displeasure palpable.

Qiao Wanwan was caught in the middle and felt a little awkward, so she struggled a bit with her wrist.

But the swordsman was skilled in martial arts and possessed great strength, so he couldn't escape at all.

She coughed lightly twice and weakly reminded him:

"Um...can you let go?"

The two men heard Qiao Wanwan's voice.

They turned around at the same time, almost simultaneously, and 'questioned' Qiao Wanwan:

"Junior sister, who is he?"

"Wanwan, tell me, who is he?"

"... "

Startled awake and staring at her, Qiao Wanwan was completely bewildered.

She glanced at the man wearing the bamboo hat, then at Gu Chaomu, her mouth agape but unable to utter a word.

Because she had no idea what her relationship with this man was.

No, I should say, what is his relationship with the original owner?

She could only turn her head and look pitifully at Chunxia.

Seeing that her mistress was in a difficult situation, Chunxia stepped forward to explain on her behalf.

"Young Master Gu, this is Young Master Zilin, the Alliance Leader's personal disciple. He is also Miss's senior brother."

"Young Master Zilin, this is Young Hero Gu, a good friend of the Alliance Leader."

"what?"

Master's friend?

Mo Zilin looked at Gu Chaomu with disdain.

He's obviously the man who's going to steal Wanwan's junior sister from him.

He disliked it intensely and looked at it with disdain.

Master, what's going on?

How can you have such poor taste in making friends?

This kid looks younger than him, how come he can become Master's good friend?

Could it be that he's using some underhanded trick?

After learning the man's identity, Gu Chaomu immediately felt relieved.

Thinking about it, he and Qiao Wanwan should be related as brother and sister, right?

She then released her grip on his hand.

He clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, saying:

"So you're the Alliance Leader's personal disciple! That means we're all allies. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"I'm so unlucky. If it weren't for Junior Sister Wanwan showing up here, I wouldn't have come to meet you."

"... "

Feeling rejected, Gu Chaomu awkwardly stopped smiling.

They were all secretly complaining to themselves:

Why are all the people under Chief Qiao the same?

Mo Zilin ignored the group of strangers.

He looked at Qiao Wanwan with concern, and even reached out to touch her face.

This startled Qiao Wanwan, who quickly stepped her head back.

She didn't let the other person touch her cheek.

She didn't know him at all.

Not only did he hold her tightly, but he also wanted to intimately caress her face.

Doesn't this just make others mistakenly think that there's some kind of relationship between them?

The woman's face showed slight displeasure. With a "whoosh," she forcefully pulled her wrist back from the man's hand.

Leave you!

"... "

The man's hand was suddenly empty, and Qiao Wanwan dodged it, but she wasn't angry.

It seemed that such behavior from women was already commonplace in his eyes.

His eyes held a tender affection as he asked with a smile:

"Wanwan, why are you here?"

"... "

Qiao Wanwan frowned slightly.

For a moment, I didn't know how to reply to him.

Does this senior brother not know that the original owner of this body has escaped from the Alliance Leader's Mansion?

How can she explain it without sounding abrupt?

Qiao Wanwan pondered for a moment and did not reply.

Mo Zilin wasn't in a hurry when he didn't hear his beloved say it aloud.

Squinting, I waited patiently.

Chunxia looked at Young Master Zilin, who was still the same as before, and felt a little worried.

She was afraid that others would misunderstand and think that Miss and Young Master Zilin had some other relationship.

This Mo Zilin is the grandson of General Mo, the current emperor of the imperial court.

Because General Mo had saved the life of the Alliance Leader's father, the Alliance Leader agreed to raise a descendant of the Mo family.

She started learning martial arts at the Alliance Leader's Mansion at the age of ten, when the young lady was only three years old.

Young Master Zilin, who watched Miss grow up, developed feelings for her. And those feelings were open and aboveboard.

How could Miss like him?

The young lady always felt a brotherly and sisterly affection for him.

But when Miss was fifteen, the twenty-two-year-old Master Zilin actually confessed his feelings to her.

The young lady was thus hurt and gradually began to dislike and despise him…

However, Young Master Zilin persisted, coming to express his feelings every now and then.

Sometimes, he would even do things that went too far. This made the young lady dislike him even more.

Chunxia called out to him softly, as if trying to remind him of something.

"Young Master Zilin... please have some self-respect."

The man opposite him changed his expression drastically when he heard about Chunxia, ​​who had always been in his way.

A surge of anger welled up inside me.

This spring and summer, Wanwan's personal maid actually took her out alone?

There isn't a single expert from the Qiao family with me. What if something happens?

His junior sister Wanwan is his and his master's darling, and is very precious.

His face immediately flushed with anger, and his eyes were full of reproach.

A threatening voice rang out:

"Chunxia, ​​explain yourself clearly to me. Why is Junior Sister Wanwan appearing in the martial world?"