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

Gu Yan opened the chat window and saw that several messages had been retracted, with the retraction notifications taking up three or four lines.

I don't know what she posted that she didn't want him to see, she posted it and then deleted it, then posted it again.

The last message was posted ten minutes ago; it was only one short sentence.

Where are you now?

Gu Yan leaned against the headboard and typed a few words on the screen to send them over.

"I had a meal at Fu Wanqing's house yesterday.

The message was sent and the other party replied almost instantly, as if they had been waiting for his message.

"That uncle and aunt are not simple. I had Aunt Tian investigate them, and their backgrounds are problematic."

"Don't move. I'll send someone to pick you up now."

Gu Yan's finger paused on the screen for a moment; he was indeed somewhat inclined to agree.

After all, something felt off about the house: the sacks in the basement, the hostile words of the foster parents—the longer you stayed, the more dangerous it became.

But then I thought about it again. Cecilia's body hasn't fully recovered yet; she was preparing for her third treatment last night.

Moreover, even if she came, she wouldn't completely listen to them; given her personality, she would definitely confront her adoptive parents directly.

The situation will be even more difficult to manage then, and things might escalate out of control.

"You don't need to pick me up. I know what I'm doing, so don't worry."

"When the time comes, I'll call you. Don't wander off; stay home and rest properly."

"You still have one more treatment to do. Take good care of yourself, don't stay up late these next few days, and don't worry about me."

After the message is sent, the dialog box displays "The other party is typing".

That status flashed several times, lasting intermittently for several minutes, like someone repeatedly typing and deleting.

Gu Yan stared at the screen, waiting, imagining her sitting in her wheelchair, pursing her lips and carefully choosing her words.

But in the end, nothing was sent; the chat box still only contained the few sentences he had sent.

He waited a while, put his phone down, picked it up again and glanced at it, but there were still no new messages.

He exited and opened Shen Youyao's message.

The message was sent last night, and the tone was so careful that it was heartbreaking; every word seemed to have been carefully considered before being typed.

"Brother Gu Yan, I've arrived in Shanglu and am staying in the dormitory next to the Martial Arts Examination Center."

Do you have time this weekend? I'd like to meet with you, just once.

"If you're busy, that's fine. I can browse around by myself without bothering you."

"The streets in Shanglu are so wide, much wider than those in Jinghai. I almost got lost yesterday."

The last one was posted this morning; it only had three words and an emoji, exuding a clumsy cuteness.

Good morning.

Gu Yan looked at these messages and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

He could almost imagine how long Shen Youyao struggled with these messages, typing and deleting them repeatedly.

Holding his phone, flipping through it over and over, he finally managed to squeeze out these few sentences, each one filled with utmost caution.

"Okay, I'll come to see you this weekend. Just send me your location when you get there."

"I'll take you to eat delicious food then. There are more snacks in Shanglu than in Jinghai. I guarantee you've never tried them before."

He replied to the message and was about to turn off his phone.

Suddenly, he noticed a red dot in his contacts; someone had added him as a friend.

He clicked on it and saw that the verification message contained three words: Pei Youyi.

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment. Pei Youyi was Pei Yuran's mother, that voluptuous, beautiful, gentle and intellectual woman.

Why did she suddenly add him as a friend? Could it be that something happened to Pei Yuran?

He clicked "agree," and a dialog box immediately popped up. Pei Youyi had already left him several messages.

"Master Gu, recently former Prime Minister Fu has been using his connections to find people to help him everywhere."

"She mobilized several long-established families in Shanglu, and the commotion was quite significant."

"I heard that she used all her decades-old connections to ensure the smooth opening of the South China Sea Secret Realm."

"It's for your sake, isn't it? Others wouldn't give you that kind of face."

"It's rare to see that Old Fu cares about your affairs to this extent. I also plan to come to Shanghai to check on you."

Gu Yan finished reading it and typed a reply, her tone very polite.

"Thank you for your trouble, Aunt Pei. It was indeed Mr. Fu who helped with the South China Sea matter, and I am very grateful."

"How is Yu Ran doing lately? She wasn't feeling well when she was in Jinghai last time."

Pei Youyi sent a sighing emoji, followed by a long message.

"That girl made a huge fuss back then, and almost ran away from home. She had already packed her bags."

"She said she was going to Jinghai to find you, and no matter how I tried to persuade her, she wouldn't listen. She stood outside her door all night."

"But don't worry, I've already persuaded her. Now she's obediently practicing swordsmanship at home, getting up before dawn every day."

"That girl from the Lin family too, even Chief Minister Zhuge personally spoke with Lin Jinyu once, I don't know what they talked about."

"Lin Jinyu has actually stopped causing trouble and is now staying quietly in Jinghai, so you can rest assured."

When Gu Yan saw these two messages, she breathed a sigh of relief, as if a weight had been lifted from her chest.

Pei Yuran, that ice-cold, clueless girl, is really a headache when she gets going. If she really goes to Jinghai to look for him, things will get chaotic.

Needless to say, Lin Jinyu is someone with bipolar disorder who can't be stopped when she has an attack, so it's a miracle that she was able to calm down.

"Thank you, Aunt Pei. I appreciate your help. Please take good care of Yu Ran."

Two seconds after the message was sent, Pei Youyi replied with an emoji.

It's a white cat head, tilted to one side, with round, bright eyes, accompanied by the words: "Hehe".

That emoji was so cute that it didn't match her age or status at all.

Gu Yan smiled as she looked at her phone screen, closed the chat window, and placed her phone on the bedside table.

He leaned against the headboard, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the sheets.

My gaze involuntarily drifted to the drawer of the bedside table.

The diary was inside, with a pink cover and worn edges, containing all the secrets of a girl from age twelve to the present.

He had just turned to the most crucial page, where a middle-aged woman with a fierce face was standing at the door.

Just turn a few more pages and you'll find out what happened after that turning point.

His fingers reached for the drawer handle, his fingertips already touching the cold metal edge.

But he stopped and slowly brought his hand back from mid-air.

He paced back and forth in the room several times, his steps light but his rhythm chaotic.

Thinking back, from the time he met Fu Wanqing until now, he has used his Emotional Eyes to examine her inner world quite often.

I've seen it outside the main hall of the Fu family, in the courtyard of the Chen family, and on the way back from the secret realm.

Every time I see it, it's the same: that sunny garden villa, white walls, and blue windows.

A sea of ​​flowers blooms in front of the door, each one facing upwards toward the sun.

The mood emanating from the castle is a warm yellow—it's happiness, pure happiness, and it's like that every moment.

But is that really possible? How can a person be happy forever?