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Chapter 9

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Faintly hearing a door open, Su Mo felt a cold touch flash by, then completely lost consciousness.

After a rustling sound inside the house, peace returned.

At this moment, on the Hou Shan behind Su Mo's few rooms, Yue Ying, Fei Yan, and Mo Xiao stood in confrontation.

Mo Xiao grabbed the disheveled Yue Ying and flung him onto the grass, then quickly shifted into human form, standing sternly to the side.

Yue Ying tied his robe's sash while speaking nonchalantly.

"Yo, what's up with you two? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, just staring at me?"

Fei Yan asked Yue Ying with a stern face: "You haven't even married her—what are you doing sneaking into her room at midnight?!"

"What do you think? I'm his fiancé, she's my future Wife Master—can't we cultivate feelings early?"

Fei Yan pressed his thin lips together, stepped forward and threw a punch, his cold gaze fixed on the fox opposite him.

"That makes no sense at all! Don't forget, you haven't married her yet!"

Yue Ying wiped the blood from his mouth, took out his feather fan, and fanned lightly: "Anyway, she'll marry sooner or later—why are you so worked up, High Priest? This kind of thing isn't unusual for us."

Mo Xiao said in a low voice: "That's based on mutual affection, not your sneaky, underhanded behavior!"

"Hmph." Yue Ying sped up his fan‑waving, his tone less friendly: "You're not Mo Mo—how do you know she doesn't like me?!"

"As for you two, didn't you both want to call off the engagement before? Now you're staying up all night guarding outside her room—what are you up to?!"

Fei Yan and Mo Xiao remained silent.

Yue Ying chuckled: "Since you don't even know your own feelings, don't ruin my fun—I'll be hers sooner or later!"

Fei Yan frowned: "How is your behavior any different from that of a shameless villain?!"

"Who cares?" Yue Ying's eyes shifted as he stared at Fei Yan: "Wanting to be a lofty High Priest is your business—I have my own ways to stay by her side."

"And you, Mo Xiao—you don't even like her, so why are you angry? You could just keep trying to break off the engagement; Mo Mo probably wishes you'd hurry up and do it. Once you're both done, I might end up as her rightful Right Husband."

Mo Xiao slightly clenched his fists, "So you were still calculating this matter?!"

"What does scheming mean? Not striving or competing, how can I stay by her side smoothly? Do I really have to wait for her to come and divorce me? I really don't want a divorce right now!"

Yue Ying said and quickly left: "I'm tired, going back to sleep. Do as you please!"

After he walked away, Fei Yan and Mo Xiao exchanged a glance.

Both of their faces showed some annoyance.

Although they didn't even know what they were angry about, they were just furious!

Not long after, Fei Yan also returned to the Thatched Cottage, but because of what just happened, he simply couldn't sleep.

Morning.

When Su Mo woke up, the sun was already high.

She had just sat up on the bed when she heard the system call her: "Host! Congratulations!"

"Huh? What good news so early in the morning?"

Mo Xiao's Affection Level rose, now -80; Fei Yan's is -35; Yue Ying's is 10.

Su Mo stared, her Affection Level went up 74 in one night?

That Dead Fox actually jumped from negative to positive in one go?!

Just one sleep and Affection Level goes up—this is too miraculous!

Su Mo asked with a smile: "What reward?"

The System Mall is having a discount, giving you six Tranquilizers. I specially applied to the System Administration Bureau for this, don't be too moved!

Su Mo: "……You can't give me something useful?"

She won't even go into heat, what the hell is that junk for?!

"Um, Xiao Jiu thought I liked it, so the host must like it too……"

Su Mo didn't want to keep arguing with her; anyway, he couldn't exchange the reward for her, so she got up and left.

Fei Yan was chopping wood outside; seeing Su Mo come out, he gave a slight nod.

Su Mo awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth and walked toward the kitchen.

【Really going crazy, Yue Ying's Dead Fox loitering here is already enough to give me a headache, now Fei Yan is also loitering and refusing to leave—what the hell do they want?!】

【Once that dragon is cured, this grandma will run away from home, see how long they can cling on—this is decided!】

Lost in thought, I almost bumped into Yue Ying coming out of the kitchen.

Su Mo instinctively stopped her steps, but she never expected that the Dead Fox would suddenly bump into her.

Hnn~

She instinctively staggered, and the next second Yue Ying grabbed her slender waist.

Yue Ying lowered his head, face tense: "Wife Lord, did the bump hurt you? Let me check."

Su Mo lifted her eyes to meet his warm, half-smiling fox eyes, and her heart skipped.

"I'm fine, I'm fine……" she said, then turned and walked away.

Yue Ying chuckled, secretly tightening his grip on the hand that had just held her waist.

Wife Lord's waist……is really slender.

Su Mo silently cursed to herself: "This Dead Fox actually dared to… touch my waist? He wouldn't be deliberately taking advantage of me, would he?!"

Fei Yan, who was chopping wood outside, paused his movements, looking unfavourably at Yue Ying walking out of the kitchen.

Yue Ying knew what he was angry about—wasn't it just because he overheard the Wife Lord's thoughts?

He walked over smiling, "High Priest, you don't need to look at me like that—I'm just shameless. I said last night, you just focus on being noble, I'll keep fighting and grabbing."

With a "thud", Fei Yan angrily tossed his axe to the side.

Yue Ying shook his fan and gave a light, indifferent chuckle.

Who cares whether he's angry or not; he just needs to make himself happy.

When having breakfast, Yue Ying deliberately sat close to Su Mo.

After only a few bites, he suddenly went "Ow!".

Su Mo looked over suspiciously and saw a bruise on his left cheek.

She furrowed her brows and asked, "What happened to the wound on your face?"

Fei Yan across from them froze, his heavy gaze sweeping over Yue Ying, a clear warning in his eyes.

Yue Ying ignored his stare, looking at Su Mo with a pitiful expression, and said, "I have no idea which shameless one, jealous of my peerless handsome face, took the chance while I was asleep and punched me~"

"Pfft~" Su Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She didn't believe Yue Ying's nonsense at all.

He's a Level‑5 male Beastmen; how could an ordinary person possibly get close to him?

"You're still laughing. Look at the swelling at the corner of my mouth; I can barely eat properly."

"After you finish eating, I'll give you a compress."

"Thanks, Mo Mo~" Yue Ying nudged Su Mo's shoulder.

Startled, Su Mo instinctively stepped back, looking at him with a terrified expression.

【Dead Fox is getting more and more abnormal; could he really be going into heat? Looks like we need to hurry to drive him out in the next couple of days!!!】

Yue Ying: "……"

Fei Yan across the table let out a barely audible laugh, giving Yue Ying a look that said "serves you right."

Then he looked at Su Mo and asked, "Wife Master, did you sleep well last night, and did anything feel off?"

Su Mo was startled and said, "It was fine. Did something happen?"

Fei Yan's cold gaze swept over Yue Ying, and in a calm voice said, "A thief slipped in last night; you'd better check if anything was taken."

"Is that so?"

Su Mo frowned in surprise, thinking, 【Could it be a blind thief, stealing in my line of work? No, it must be a Flower Thief?!】

"Pfft!"

Yue Ying almost choked on the food in his mouth; Wife Master truly knows nothing about her own 'beauty'—with such an unremarkable appearance, a Flower Thief…

【The Flower Thief must be targeting Yue Ying and Fei Yan! Too bad he didn't manage to take those two away; that's so unprofessional!】

"Ahem!"

This time, Yue Ying and Fei Yan were truly choked.

Su Mo glanced at them suspiciously, wondering why their eyes looked so strange so early in the morning.

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