What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

Jiuge nodded in agreement: "Indeed, it's a good thing that Uncle Knight is coming back, and we might even discover the Association's secrets. If the Association finds out that Uncle Knight can't be changed, they might take action."

She wasn't completely naive; she naturally knew that the association was not simple.

If the association is really doing something bad, Jiuge will probably be the first to "revolt".

"Yes, alright, I will grant Lord An Chen and Madam An's wish." Meng Ninghua patted herself and stood up.

"Then my daughter can..." She started to say, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

It feels like our positions have been reversed.

Meng Ninghua, riding in a grand sedan chair and summoning ten spirits to act as her bearers, was emitting gloomy winds and spreading her aura. She came to find An Chen and Jiu Ge with such majesty, yet she ended up being so humble.

"Hmm, what is your wish?" Jiuge asked calmly.

If it's reasonable, she and An Chen are willing to help if they can.

"Thank you, Mrs. An." Meng Ninghua beamed with joy.

"Don't... calling her Madam An is too embarrassing... In your language, my husband and I... no, An Chen and I are not married yet." Jiu Ge took a sip of tea, her face slightly flushed.

"Pfft." An Chen turned his head away, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

"Then... thank you, Miss Jiuge." Meng Ninghua hurriedly changed her words.

“This…you should still call me Madam An…” Jiu Ge looked at Meng Ninghua seriously.

"..." Meng Ninghua remained silent for a few seconds.

"Madam An, it's like this, my daughter has been searching for the murderer who killed me back then. I won't die in peace until I find out the identity of my enemy." Her expression became solemn.

“But he’s already passed away, hasn’t he?” An Chen took a sip of tea and asked.

"Yes, but I still want to understand. I can sense that you have one of the few abilities among the living to interact normally with the dead, so I've come to ask you for help." Recalling these things, Meng Ninghua's eyes showed a hint of anger.

“My daughter was originally the most talented of the four great women. Although in those days, a woman’s intelligence was considered immoral, her family held high positions of power and influence, so my daughter might have been able to achieve great things… if it weren’t for that poison…” she added.

“I understand. My wife and I will help.” An Chen put down his teacup and said seriously.

"Huh? Can we find it? And... Madam and all that..." Jiuge covered her face.

"Thank you, An Chen and Madam An." Meng Ninghua was overjoyed.

Although there were some mistakes in the process, as long as the result was achieved, that's fine.

“However…” An Chen looked at her and spoke again quietly.

"However?" Meng Ninghua's expression froze again.

"However?" Jiuge blinked and looked at An Chen.

"There's one more condition: we have something else we need to ask of you," An Chen said after a moment's thought.

“Please speak, Your Excellency.” Meng Ninghua did not refuse.

"You have a wide network of connections?"

"Yes, my daughter knows many prominent spirits and has asked reliable spirits for help, but unfortunately the results have been minimal."

"You can grant wishes, so you're quite capable?"

"If we consider it as top-tier, I can help grant my daughter's wishes within a reasonable range that she can handle for a short time. If she studies further for a longer period, she can become even more powerful. The wishes you made before will require my daughter to continue to consume her cultivation."

"You can travel to the underworld?"

"can."

How good are you at fighting?

"Although my daughter is not an evil spirit, she has the level of a moderate evil spirit."

"Then we'd like to ask you to help us find someone." An Chen turned down the volume on Jiu Ge's phone.

“They are four brothers, named… Li Jin, Li Mu, Li Shui, and Li Huo. They are all about 1.65 meters tall, look very similar to each other, speak strangely, and dress rather unconventionally,” he added, recalling Jiu Ge’s words.

Because there was no prior contact, Jiuge spent a long time searching through her own memory bank.

"I understand, leave it to me." Meng Ninghua bowed to An Chen and Jiu Ge.

"About my daughter..." she looked at An Chen expectantly.

“Okay. I’ll help.” An Chen nodded.

"Thank you, benefactor." After bowing once more, Meng Ninghua vanished from the apartment.

Chapter 123 Jiuge is acting strangely

“An Chen, she called me Mrs. An now.”

After Meng Ninghua disappeared from the spot, Jiu Ge turned off the music on her phone.

She shifted her position on the sofa and brought her face closer to An Chen's.

"Mmm, I heard you." An Chen poked Jiu Ge's cheek and chuckled.

“However, she only called you Mrs. An, and you’re so happy. What if…” He paused deliberately.

His gaze lingered on Jiu Ge's delicate face, then swept over her slender neck, beautiful collarbone, soft shoulders, and long, fair limbs.

"What if what?..." Jiuge became extremely nervous under that gaze.

An Chen didn't say anything, but touched her exposed shoulder and poked her hand.

"It's so itchy..."

Jiuge trembled slightly and shifted her body back a little.

Seeing that Jiu Ge's reaction was kind of cute, An Chen couldn't help but poke at the various holes in Jiu Ge's pajamas.

"Hehehe, stop fooling around."

Jiuge shrank back and giggled.

"How are you feeling? Much more at ease now?" An Chen stopped what he was doing.

"What exactly do you mean?" Jiuge blinked, her body still hunched over, maintaining a defensive posture.

“Your knight uncle, the Red Mandarin Duck Temple, and the four strange missing colleagues.” When he mentioned the knight, An Chen deliberately emphasized his words.

"You're joking like that again." Jiuge pouted, her body relaxing, but her expression revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.

“While that is true… how did you determine that she really is the spirit from the Red Mandarin Duck Temple?” She tilted her head as she said this.

It seemed that An Chen had no doubts about the other party's identity at all.

Because An Chen didn't suspect anything, Jiu Ge also didn't suspect anything.

After calming down, she still felt something was amiss.

“After Meng Ninghua got out of the sedan chair, she gradually started to smell the strange house, and there was no reason for her to lie to me.” An Chen waved his hand.

“If it’s really a trap, we don’t need to be afraid of her. I’m here. Besides, you’re very capable.” With that, he pulled Jiuge into his arms.

"Alas..."

Jiuge let out a surprised "ooh" and shrank back inside, snuggling against An Chen's chest.

An Chen felt a slight itch in his chest.

Immediately afterwards, he felt an itch in his heart again.

Resting his chin on Jiuge's head, An Chen gazed at the television in front of him with a doting tone: "Perfect, let's finish watching the movie we didn't finish before?"

After Meng Ninghua disappeared, the TV was turned back on, and the laptop screen lit up as well.

"What?..." Upon hearing this, Jiuge's body stiffened abruptly.

The moment she put on her slippers, her first instinct was to run.

"Hmm? We still need to practice our courage before nightfall."

An Chen didn't give Jiu Ge a chance, reaching out to gently pull her back from where she had already stood up. "Besides, when the scary scenes are about to start, you can just bury your face in my arms."

"Waaah..."

Jiuge compromised.

And so, accompanied by sounds of "Ah!", "Ooh!", and "Yay!", the two huddled together, watching the second half of "Midnight Horror" in a harmonious and warm atmosphere.

Seemingly seeing it as a good opportunity, An Chen immediately aired "Midnight Horror 2" after "Midnight Horror" ended.

Jiuge wanted to refuse, but she couldn't resist the fluttering feeling of her heart pounding when she could snuggle in An Chen's arms.

By the time the two movies ended, it was almost dark outside.

An Chen walked into the kitchen with a cheerful expression. Jiu Ge sat on the sofa with a calm expression, muttering something to herself, without moving.

In the distance, Naitang, with her deep eyes, kept glancing at An Chen and then at Jiu Ge, and stuck out her tongue to lick her paw pads.

……

In the evening, after dinner.

Ignoring the almost sentient and self-sufficient Naitang, An Chen led Jiu Ge, who had quickly changed into casual clothes and tied her hair in a high ponytail, out of the community.

Ignoring Zhang Zhidong and Mao Maotou, the two strolled slowly and sweetly toward the pseudo-capital mall.

Because An Chen deliberately exuded his aura, the spirits on the roadside automatically kept their distance from him and Jiu Ge.

During the day, watching movies terrified Jiu Ge, so at night he considerately and intentionally controlled the distance between the spirits of passersby and Jiu Ge.

The temperature outside is much cooler at night than during the day. Pedestrians and vehicles come and go along the roadside. If you walk on the edge, a stray cat will occasionally dart out from under your feet.

The temperature is just right, the scenery is beautiful, and the people around me are even more wonderful.

It should have been a very sweet scene, but for some reason, Jiu Ge didn't say much throughout the whole journey.

"How was it? Did you like the movie?" An Chen asked, tilting his head as he squeezed Jiu Ge's hand.

"It looks good." Jiuge answered without thinking, in an incredibly cute voice.

"Really?" An Chen exclaimed in surprise.

Jiuge doesn't react this way when watching horror movies.

At that time, she was clutching the hem of her clothes, trembling, occasionally letting out small screams of fright, and sometimes her eyes were filled with tears. She was simply pitiful to see.