Qing Yi’s scrutinizing eyes were fixed on Wen Xiao’ai, not missing any of her movements.
He had been observing Wen Xiao’ai, every move, including her gaze. But no matter how he looked, she seemed like a little wife who had been wronged, definitely not someone either the Baiming Sect or Jun Wuyang would send.
He wasn’t sure if she was pretending.
If she was pretending, her acting skills were truly top-notch.
Baiyi leaned in again to Qing Yi’s ear and whispered softly, "Old Qing, this young lady doesn’t seem like a bad person, and it seems she really knows Young Master. Do you think the Young Master had a one-night stand outside and she came knocking? And then he denied it?"
"Did you leave your brain at home today? Or are you soft because she’s pretty? Looks can be deceiving. Besides, would Young Master be that kind of person?"
Qing Yi really wanted to hit him with a mallet.
From the bathroom of the room, the sound of water could be heard. Jun Moyan stood under the shower, eyes closed, with one fist clenched supporting himself against the wall, taking a cold shower.
The cold water had calmed him down a lot, and the fiery anger in his chest was slowly fading.
However, mid-shower, it seemed he suddenly remembered something important. Jun Moyan abruptly opened his eyes, quickly turned off the shower, and wiped the water off his face.
Without even drying the drops of water on his body, he hurriedly dressed and rushed out of the bathroom.
Jun Moyan ran to the balcony and then back to the room. After searching around, he still didn’t see any sign of Xiaoguai.
He knelt on one knee, leaning down to look under the bed, only to see a bunch of strange little toys.
As he lifted his head, he caught sight of a familiar object on the bedsheet.
Jun Moyan reached out and picked it up.
It was Xiaoguai’s little bell bracelet.
Only now it was broken.
The chain was specially made, with each little bell linked by a small design in the chain that stretched a little when there was tension, so it wouldn’t constrict the wearer.
But if too much force was applied, it could break.
Looking at the broken chain in his hand, Jun Moyan stood up, his eyes revealing a look of anxiety, urgency, and concern.
He had been so angered by that crazy woman that he had forgotten about Xiaoguai. Follow current novᴇls on N0veI.Fiɾe.net
Jun Moyan calmed himself down, thinking that the little creature must have gone downstairs first.
Clutching the bracelet, he quickly left the room, went downstairs, and asked Xiaocha, who was cleaning.
"I haven’t seen her," Xiaocha shook her head, noticing something was off with Jun Moyan’s expression and just about to ask what happened.
But Jun Moyan had already left the villa.
Jun Moyan went to the flower bed where Wen Xiao’ai had crawled through, his anxious eyes desperately searching for it.
"Xiaoguai? Xiaoguai, are you in there? Come out, stop playing."
However, there was no movement in the flower bed.
Jun Moyan panicked...
"I don’t want to talk to you guys, just hurry up and call Jun Moyan over here."
In the interrogation room, Wen Xiao’ai was so angry that she almost wanted to use a spell to break the rope on her and go find Jun Moyan herself.
But Qing Yi and Baiyi were watching her, and there were still people outside.
It’s better that only Jun Moyan knows about her being a demon. If too many people found out, who knows what impact it would have on the Human Realm.
Left without a choice, Qing Yi took out his phone, ready to call Jun Moyan.
However, just as he dialed the number, he heard the ringtone of a phone.
Qing Yi was puzzled, but then he glimpsed Jun Moyan appearing at the doorway of the interrogation room.
Qing Yi quickly hung up the call.
Baiyi, who had been sitting with his legs crossed, immediately stood up and greeted respectfully, "Young Master."