A short night is hard to please! A stunningly handsome prince dotes on her exclusively.

"Hehehe~"

He was so angry that he laughed out loud; it turned out to be a complete accident.

This was Xie Cangming's second internal injury; the first was naturally due to her increasingly aged nickname.

Xin Moyan felt a chill run down her spine as he smiled and stared at her. She didn't know who this man was and just wanted to leave as soon as possible. Curiosity killed the cat; she must never run around like that again.

"Little girl, what a coincidence, my surname is indeed Xie."

Hearing him repeatedly call her "little girl," Xin Moyan immediately felt dissatisfied. What do you mean "little"? She's eighteen, how is she little?

And then there's this line, "Little girl, God's grace," which suddenly brought to mind online literature about little girls: "Little girl, you're still young, Uncle is waiting for you!"

Ugh... Just thinking about it makes me nauseous.

Of course, this isn't directed at the uncle in front of me.

"Young Master Xie, I'm not a child anymore, and I'm not a maid. Could you please stop calling me that? And could you please let me leave?"

After Xin Moyan finished speaking, she moved her body to the side, not only keeping a distance from him, but also gripping the door with both hands.

Xie Cangming took a step closer to her, then reached out and pressed on the door, leaving her powerless. His voice was slightly low and cold.

"You're only eighteen, what else would you be but a little girl?"

How did you know I'm eighteen?

He chuckled softly, his voice no longer as cold as before. "Hehehe~ Don't tell me I know you're eighteen. I even held you when you were born!"

"Huh? Do you know me?"

Xin Moyan was stunned when she heard this. She thought this man was just gray-haired and, with his handsome appearance, was no more than thirty years old. But it turned out that he not only knew her, but had also held her when she was born!

"Yes, Xin Moyan."

"Then... Uncle Xie, who exactly are you?"

Since he held him when he was a child, he must be quite old now. He doesn't like being called old or "uncle."

Xie Cangming's eyelids twitched again. Perhaps he should have appeared during the day, or she wouldn't have addressed him like that.

"My name is Xie Cangming."

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped Xin Moyan's wrist, pulling her straight into the back hall.

"What...what are you doing?" Xin Moyan couldn't break free from his hand, so he had no choice but to drag her inside.

"sit!"

With a wave of his hand, the candles in the four corners of the hall suddenly lit up, allowing Xin Moyan to see him more clearly. Seeing the shadows moving under the lamplight, she realized he was indeed a person!

She didn't sit down as instructed, but stood upright in the hall, watching Xie Cangming slowly sit down in the armchair.

"Um... Uncle Xie, I apologize for disturbing your home tonight. I will have my brother come to apologize another day. Could you please let me go home first?"

Xie Cangming did not answer, but a faint smile played on his lips as he casually straightened his robes. The snow-white silk fabric shimmered with a soft and delicate luster under the candlelight.

"You just said you came to see your brother?"

"Ah."

“You see, your brother isn’t here, only me.”

"Yes, I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to break into your home first."

She apologized sincerely, her eyes clear and bright, showing complete innocence. Seeing this, Xie Cangming's eyes showed even more affection.

"Alright, it's getting late. I'm sure your brother will be worried if he can't find you. Let's go back to the manor first and meet again another day."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opposite suddenly opened. This time it wasn't Xie Cangming's internal force that opened it, but rather Xin Moling's violent kick.

Xin Moyan turned around and saw Xin Moling walking in with a murderous aura, followed by Cailian crying like a little dumpling.

"elder brother!"

Without thinking twice, she rushed to Xin Moling and excitedly hugged his hand.

"Yan'er, are you alright?"

"Miss, waaaaah~ Where did you go?"

Xin Moling quickly took her hand and carefully examined her entire body. She breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully finding no external injuries.

"Could it be that you're afraid I'll bully Mo'er?"

Hearing Xie Cangming's teasing, Xin Moling finally looked up and glared coldly at the man sitting on the seat.

"You actually brought Yan'er here. What if you frighten her?"

"Hehe~ I don't know if she was scared by me, but Xiao Mo'er surprised me quite a bit. No wonder you dote on her so much."

"Hmph! I'll settle this score with you another day."

Xin Moling glanced at him, then lowered her head and said gently to her younger sister, "Yan'er, let's go back to the manor first."

"Okay!" Xin Moyan was about to turn and leave when she looked up and saw Xie Cangming looking at her with a smile. His eyes seemed to be warm and friendly. She blurted out, "Uncle Xie, I'm sorry to have bothered you tonight. See you later!"

"Yes, Mo'er."

Upon hearing the two address each other in such a way, Xin Moling's expression darkened further. She grabbed Xin Moyan's wrist and pulled her out, saying as she walked.

"Yan'er, what did you call him just now?"

"Uncle! Brother, this Uncle Xie said he held me when I was born, so he must be quite old!"

"Ah! Indeed, he's getting old."

“I think so too. With his white hair and youthful face, and his agility, he must exercise regularly. Brother, Uncle Xie is quite healthy.”

"He's just a lousy old man..."

In front of an uncle, the brother and sister discussed Xie Cangming's age without any restraint, until their figures grew smaller and their voices carried further and further away...

Xie Cangming shook his head helplessly. If he had known that this girl was so interesting, he would have come back much earlier.

As he was reflecting on his recent encounter, an even more sinister and cold voice reached his ears.

"You scared her."

Looking back, he saw the same white-clad figure, but Yuan Huaixuan's aura was far too powerful. His face was aloof and cold, and a hint of displeasure appeared in his deep, dark eyes.

"What? If you feel sorry for Mo'er, why didn't you appear earlier? You could have been a hero and saved the damsel in distress."

“I don’t have as many thoughts as you.” Yuan Huaixuan lifted his long legs and walked to a seat to sit down.

"You probably have more on your mind than I do!"

Why did you scare her just now?

Xie Cangming was instantly amused and asked with a smile, "Didn't you reject my suggestion back then? Why are you so concerned about Mo'er now?"

"How could I have ever cared about her?"

"Tch! You hypocrite. This is the third time I'm advising you: Mo'er has a unique destiny and is your destined match. You'd better marry her as soon as possible to avoid being remembered by others."

"My marriage is none of your concern."

Xie Cangming glared at him defiantly and said angrily, "If it weren't for your mother saving my life back then, I wouldn't care about you! Mo'er is so cute and interesting, I can't bear to let her get married, let alone Xin Moling, that sister-obsessed maniac."

Yuan Huaixuan stared thoughtfully in the direction of the gate for a long time before finally asking, "She...is she really Xin Moyan?"

"You doubt my abilities?"

Why did she change so much overnight?

Xie Cangming fell silent immediately...