Shangguan Yu thought, when it comes to proposing, you definitely need parental backing. That’s how it’s dignified, and it shows more respect for the girl. Her family’s reassured too, and that Pozhuma wouldn’t dare act rashly.
You can’t count on those Jun Family people, but as long as Jun Moyan speaks up, his parents would be more than willing to go for a visit.
"You don’t have to feel like you’re troubling them. My parents would be overjoyed to have you as their son. They talk about you all the time. Sometimes I feel like I’m adopted."
Jun Moyan understood Shangguan Yu’s intention, and he knew his parents did treat him well. But this matter wasn’t so simple.
More than anyone, he wanted to give Xiaoguai a status, but...
Jun Moyan clasped Wen Xiao’ai’s restless hand, which had been constantly clutching at his chest.
Leaning against his chest, Wen Xiao’ai tilted her head up, looking at him. But Jun Moyan just held her hand, saying, "As long as circumstances allow, I will marry her right away and give her status."
The words were meant for Shangguan Yu, but he was looking at Wen Xiao’ai.
Upon hearing this, Wen Xiao’ai immediately climbed onto the sofa, kneeling on it, and wrapped her arms around Jun Moyan’s neck excitedly, saying, "It allows, it allows, marry me now."
"..." Jun Moyan slightly encircled Wen Xiao’ai’s body with one arm but didn’t speak. Newest update provıded by novel⸺fire.net
Shangguan Yu saw the helplessness in Jun Moyan’s eyes. Although he didn’t know why it was so difficult for him, he didn’t want to push further and touch his sore spot.
"Okay then, just let me know if you need anything. It’s not like it’s the first day we met. Don’t carry everything on your own. You make it seem like besides the Jun Family you’ve got no one."
"Hmm." Jun Moyan looked at Shangguan Yu and responded gratefully.
"I’ll head out now; there’s stuff to do at the military camp."
Shangguan Yu didn’t stay long. Even if there was no business at the camp, he had to leave.
Stay here and be fed dog food?
"Marry me, marry me, marry me, marry me, marry me..." Wen Xiao’ai kept chanting as she clung tightly to Jun Moyan’s neck.
Jun Moyan smiled slightly, patted her head, but instead of responding, he changed the subject: "Xiaoguai, how’s the poison on me resolved?"
Wen Xiao’ai paused, blinked, then let go of Jun Moyan, looking at him.
Her face full of conflict.
"Um...the poison on you is actually..." Wen Xiao’ai twirled her little fingers hesitantly before honestly saying, "Actually, it was resolved by the person who helped me deal with Wu Zhihan that night."
"...The Sect Leader of Baiming Sect?"
This answer surprised Jun Moyan.
"Why would he save me?"
"He said...he said because I look a lot like someone he likes, so he couldn’t stand seeing me upset, so..." Wen Xiao’ai’s voice trailed off, as she sensed Jun Moyan’s displeasure.
Jun Moyan indeed felt unhappy; he felt very uncomfortable inside.
"Do you really not know him?"
Wen Xiao’ai shook her head firmly and said, "I don’t know him, but he said he wouldn’t harm anyone anymore and that he’ll return to the Demon Realm after he saves that Yingying girl."
"But that night, he told me himself that we are enemies."
Is there really such a coincidence? Does Xiaoguai really just happen to look like that person’s loved one?
"Did he really say that?" Wen Xiao’ai widened her eyes: "But he said he wouldn’t harm you, and he really did save you."