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At this moment, Jun Jiuxiao, who possessed profound internal strength and extremely keen senses, heard everything perfectly.

When Chu Xingyao's words reached his ears, his heart was stirred with emotion.

His lips curled up slightly, a smug yet restrained smile.

Those wisps of hair seemed to whisper of his pride, yet they were concealed by his cool and aloof demeanor, preventing him from appearing overly ostentatious.

Chu Xingyao's gaze fell on Zhou Xiannan again, her eyes gentle as water, yet with a hint of playfulness.

Her words were full of concern and expectations for Zhou Xiannan, yet they also revealed an unspeakable sense of estrangement.

Her words were light yet polite, expressing her blessings for Zhou Xiannan's future while subtly drawing a line between the two.

“Brother Zhou, you’re getting older now. It would be better if you could find a sister-in-law for Yao’er soon.”

Chu Xingyao's voice was as melodious as a silver bell, and her smile was still radiant, yet it left Zhou Xiannan with mixed feelings.

After Chu Xingyao finished speaking, she didn't linger. She turned around lightly, like a butterfly dancing, and hurriedly chased after Jun Jiuxiao and Chu Xingchi, who were already walking further and further away.

Zhou Xiannan stood there quietly, watching Chu Xingyao's departing figure, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

His eyes held a faint sadness and a deep sense of helplessness.

He knew that in Chu Xingyao's heart, he would always be just that dear older brother, someone she could rely on but could never truly touch.

The group arrived at the front hall with great poise, only to find it brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Perhaps because His Highness the War King was here in person, the second branch of the Zhennan General's Mansion also rushed over, making the entire front hall exceptionally lively.

The enormous dining table was laden with all sorts of mouthwatering delicacies, a feast for the eyes and the palate, making one's mouth water at the sight of them.

Chu Huaizhong, as the General Who Guards the South, greeted Jun Jiuxiao with a broad smile and warmly invited him to take the seat of honor.

Every movement he made revealed his respect and reverence for His Highness the War King.

However, Jun Jiuxiao, with a calm and unhurried demeanor, smiled slightly, waved his hand gently, and politely declined.

“Father-in-law, please take a seat. I am a junior, and it is proper for me to sit below with Yao’er.”

Jun Jiuxiao's voice was calm yet powerful, and every word he uttered was so appropriate and fitting.

His figure was aloof and dignified, his movements were composed and elegant, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with him. He simply walked quietly down the steps toward the seats below.

His extraordinary temperament makes people involuntarily fall in love with him.

Seeing this, Chu Huaizhong stopped refusing and strode to the seat of honor with his head held high.

His gaze involuntarily fell on Jun Jiuxiao, who sat upright like a pine tree below, and he couldn't help but ponder in his heart.

That spot originally belonged to his beloved daughter, Chu Xingyao, and was a place where he and his daughter spent warm moments together.

But now, it has been taken over by Jun Jiuxiao, and it seems so natural.

A strange sense of dissatisfaction welled up in Chu Huaizhong's heart, though he himself could not explain the source of this feeling.

The more he looked at Jun Jiuxiao, the more displeased he became, even thinking that this person was utterly wicked.

His gaze grew increasingly sharp, and his undisguised disgust seemed to pierce through one's soul.

It should be noted that in the past, Chu Huaizhong had always spoken highly of this war god prince of Dongjing Kingdom.

Jun Jiuxiao is not only exceptionally skilled in martial arts and possesses extraordinary wisdom, but he is also exceptionally handsome.

Furthermore, given how much care and concern the King of War shows for his daughter, he should logically feel gratified and satisfied.

But why do I suddenly find myself disliking the other person? Is it really just because of a seat?

Or is there some deeper reason hidden within?

Jun Jiuxiao, the astute Prince of War, instantly sensed the intense hostility emanating from Chu Huaizhong with his eagle-like sharp eyes.

He knew that back then, he and Chu Huaizhong were close friends with a deep bond, but now the situation was completely different.

Because he was about to marry Chu Xingyao, the beloved daughter of Chu Huaizhong.

How could Chu Huaizhong possibly feel happy about the man who was about to take away the apple of his eye?

Just as Jun Jiuxiao was pondering to himself, Chu Xingyao, Chu Huaizhong's beloved daughter, tried to ease the tense atmosphere with her wit and agility.

Her eyes sparkled, clear as autumn water, and she quickly said, "Brother Yaochen, let's switch seats. Yao'er wants to sit with Father."

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry and playfulness, making it impossible to resist.

After saying that, Chu Xingyao winked playfully at Jun Jiuxiao, conveying a message that only the two of them understood.

It's a tacit understanding, a kind of eye contact that only two people who love each other deeply can comprehend.

Jun Jiuxiao understood immediately; he knew Chu Xingyao's intention—she wanted to use this method to appease Chu Huaizhong's dissatisfaction.

At the same time, she was also silently telling him that she was willing to stand by his side, no matter when or where.

Jun Jiuxiao stood up and nimbly switched places with Chu Xingyao.

His movements exuded composure and elegance, as if everything was under his control.

Chu Xingyao gracefully sat down beside Chu Huaizhong, her movements like those of a cheerful little bird nestled in her father's warm embrace, seeking that familiar sense of security.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Xingyao reached out her slender hand, carefully picked up a piece of braised pork with an enticing color and a rich aroma, and gently placed it into the bowl in front of Chu Huaizhong.

Every movement she made was so gentle and thoughtful, expressing her love for her father in her own way.

Then, she slightly raised her beautiful face and began to act coquettishly towards Chu Huaizhong:

"Daddy, this is something Yao'er specially put on your plate. Please try it and see if it's delicious."

Her voice carried a hint of expectation and longing, hoping to gain her father's approval and praise.

At this moment, Chu Huaizhong's facial expressions changed faster than turning the pages of a book, leaving everyone speechless.

Just moments ago, her face was full of disgust, but in an instant, it was replaced by a look of deep affection.

He smiled indulgently and said softly:

"Any dish picked by my darling daughter must be the most delicious food in the world." His voice was full of love and pride for his daughter.

However, at this heartwarming moment, a sense of reluctance welled up in Chu Huaizhong's heart.

He thought that in a few days, Jun Jiuxiao would marry his precious daughter, and his heart was filled with endless longing.

His eyes dimmed, as if they had lost their former luster.