126 Outsmart oneself Draw wood from under the cauldron

With a light snort, she turned and quickly walked toward the villa.

Zihuan's thin lips slightly curled as he leisurely strolled toward the living room.

Gu Chunrong's face soured at the sight of him, but she dared not speak harshly due to his status. Zihuan ignored her. He sat on the living room sofa, adjusted Bai Xi into a comfortable position nestled in his arms, leaned back against the chair, closed his eyes to rest, waiting for Ning Qinglin to finish his business and come out.

Gu Chunrong cursed under her breath, "That damned girl, bringing any man home with her. Has it been centuries since she's seen a man? Is her butt on fire that she's still rolling in the sheets with men..."

Bai Lun frowned and glanced at Ning Zihuan with concern, speaking sharply, "What nonsense are you spouting? Keep quiet, don't make us a laughing stock."