I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to concentrate on driving.

But I kept my ears perked up, listening to what the three people behind me were saying.

Gu Yan was cornered and sensed that something was wrong!

"She really is just an ordinary little sister, you can believe me."

Lin Jinyu stared at him, her golden eyes practically spitting fire.

"If you're just a normal little sister, can I be your little sister too?"

"I also ask you to come see me every week, and I also send you messages saying I miss you."

Gu Yan's lips twitched. This wasn't a younger sister; this was an ancestor.

"You're different. You're Miss Lin. She's just an ordinary little girl."

Lin Jinyu laughed, a dangerous laugh, her teeth grinding together.

"An ordinary little girl, an ordinary little girl you can visit every week."

"Since I'm not an ordinary person, shouldn't I ask you to come see me every day?"

Pei Yuran added a comment from the side.

"Does she have a good figure?"

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, and the image of Shen Youyao flashed through her mind.

The face behind the black-rimmed glasses is very beautiful, and her figure is indeed excessively good.

But could he say it? Saying it would be suicide, so he quickly shook his head.

"No, she's just an ordinary girl, nothing special."

Pei Yuran looked at him, her icy blue eyes seeming to see right through his thoughts.

"You hesitated."

Gu Yan froze completely. How could this clueless goose see through everything?

"I didn't hesitate. I just thought about what she looked like, and she was indeed very ordinary."

Lin Jinyu moved even closer, her nose almost touching Gu Yan's face.

"You're blushing, Xiao Yan. Tell me the truth, is she really your girlfriend?"

Gu Yan shook her head frantically, her head bobbing like a rattle drum.

"No, no, it really isn't, I swear."

Pei Yuran tightened her grip, her voice so cold it could freeze.

"So, do you like her?"

When this question was asked, there was a two-second silence in the car.

Gu Yan looked at Pei Yuran's icy blue eyes, then at Lin Jinyu's golden eyes.

He knew he hadn't answered the question well, and he wouldn't be able to get off the bus today.

"I don't like it. It's just being a younger sister; there's no romantic interest at all."

He felt guilty when he said that, but he managed to control his facial expression very well.

Lin Jinyu stared at him for several seconds, then slowly leaned back in her seat.

"Okay, I'll trust you this once, Xiao Yan."

"Xiao Yan wouldn't lie to me, right?"

Pei Yuran also let go of her hands and sat up straight, but her eyes were still fixed on Gu Yan.

I believe you too.

Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief; her back was slightly damp.

He secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead and put his phone back in his pocket.

Pei Youyi glanced at the rearview mirror but said nothing.

But she gripped the steering wheel even tighter, her knuckles turning white.

The inexplicable feeling in her heart intensified, making her feel suffocated.

Xiao Yan said that girl was just an ordinary younger sister.

What's wrong with me?

She took a deep breath and suppressed those thoughts; she shouldn't be thinking about them.

Just then, the car slowed down, and Pei Youyi spoke up.

"We've arrived. Get ready to get off the bus."

Gu Yan looked out the window and saw the car entering a wide avenue.

At the end of the avenue stood a magnificent mansion, its vermilion gates standing five or six meters high.

Two stone lions squat at the entrance, each more than two people tall, with exquisite and lifelike carvings.

But Gu Yan's gaze didn't linger on the Marquis's residence; he was stunned by the square next to it.

To the east of the Marquis's residence is a huge square, in the center of which stands a bronze statue.

The statue is over ten meters tall and depicts a general on horseback, holding a long spear and pointing it towards the sky.

The base is engraved with four large characters in ancient seal script, with strong and vigorous strokes.

"A pillar supporting the nation."

The square is paved with whole bluestone slabs, each measuring two meters square.

The stone slab is engraved with intricate patterns that look like some kind of ancient array.

Dozens of stone pillars stand around the square, each topped with an ever-burning flame.

The flames were clearly visible even in daylight, their golden flames swaying in the wind.

The square was filled with cars, all of them top-of-the-line luxury vehicles, the cheapest of which cost several million.

Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, and Maybachs lined up in a row, their emblems gleaming in the sunlight.

There were also several extended limousines, their bodies so black they shone brightly, reflecting people's images.

The people standing next to the car were all dressed very elegantly, and they were all celebrities and dignitaries.

The men were dressed in suits and their hair was neatly combed, while the women wore gowns and were adorned with jewelry.

Some people were chatting in twos and threes, some were standing alone waiting for others, and some were on the phone.

But everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction: the gate of the Marquis's mansion.

Gu Yan glanced around through the car window and saw at least two or three hundred people, all of whom were prominent figures in Jinghai.

He saw several familiar faces, the scions of prominent families he had met at the banquet before.

There were also several young men in military uniforms, with high ranks on their shoulders, standing ramrod straight.

Occasionally, hushed whispers drifted into the car from the crowd.

"I heard that Marquis Wu'an has returned this time to report on his duties. I wonder how long he will stay."

"No matter how long we stay, we must come to pay our respects. This is the pillar of our Great Xia Dynasty."

"I heard that the Marquis is about to break through again. If he reaches SS level, he'll be invincible in the world."

"SS-rank, that means he's on the same level as the legendary ancestor of the Xuanyuan family."

"That's right, that's why there are so many people here today, all wanting to see the Marquis."

"The names of the top three on the current global rankings are obscured, but Marquis Wu'an is definitely number one."

"Look over there, the eldest son of the Sima family has also arrived. We can't usually get him to come."

"And the second young lady of the Li family, I heard she just returned from abroad and came here specially."

As Gu Yan listened to these discussions, she gained a new understanding of Fu Shiwei's status.

If Fu Shiwei reaches SS level, she will definitely be the strongest female lead right now.

This goes beyond just being impressive.

Pei Youyi parked the car, turned off the engine, and turned to look at the back seat.

"We've arrived. Let's get out of the carriage. Marquis Wu'an should be coming out soon."

Gu Yan pushed open the car door and let out a long breath as her feet touched the ground.

We've finally arrived. I was almost crushed to death by those two people in the car.

He straightened up and straightened his clothes; his silver-gray suit gleamed in the sunlight.

Lin Jinyu came down from the other side, her golden dress making her look radiant.

Pei Yuran stepped down, her white dress billowing in the wind, looking as serene and cool as the moonlight on a snow-capped mountain.

Pei Youyi stepped out of the driver's seat, her light purple cheongsam outlining her voluptuous figure.

The four of them standing together attracted the attention of many people around them.

Gu Yan had no time to care about any of that; he looked up at the Marquis's mansion.

The vermilion gate was tightly shut, and four guards stood at the entrance, their backs ramrod straight and motionless.

A plaque hangs above the door, its gilded characters gleaming in the sunlight.

"The Marquis of Wu'an's Residence".

The four characters are written in a vigorous and elegant style, and it is said that they were personally inscribed by the emperor himself.

As Gu Yan looked at the plaque, Fu Shiwei's image came to mind.

I met her once several years ago when she was a young general.

He sat in the main seat dressed in military uniform, with deep and refined features, an Eastern bone structure paired with Western facial features.

The Fu family once had a head who married a Westerner.

By the time it came to Fu Shiwei's generation, her mixed-race features were particularly obvious, and she was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.