Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Chapter 931: Chapter 293: Do You Dare? I Don’t Dare...

Tingyue: ”...”

Huoran: ”Oh, who just looked all forlorn when Yuchi left?”

Tingyue: ”...”

Huoran: ”Oh, who just got all excited when hearing I might have something going with him?”

Tingyue: ”...”

”Hey.”

Sighing, Huoran said deliberately:

”Little girl, I’ve been through this, you can’t fool me. Of course, if Yuchi is standing right in front of you and you don’t want him, then don’t blame me for being unreasonable here, even if I’m currently with your dad, it doesn’t mean we can’t split.”

”So you’re not taking him, I’ll take him then.”

She patted her shoulder heavily and left triumphantly.

”...” What’s this? My own mom fighting me for a man?! Fighting her own daughter for a man?!... Tingyue couldn’t help but laugh. ”Is she really my mom!”

She pondered carefully.

She chuckled, knowing her mom said it on purpose, actually just trying to help her. So, thinking again, maybe it’s not impossible!

Might as well give it a try.

After all, he... he really seems quite nice!

...

In the evening.

Yuchi returned to Celestial Craft Workshop, then gathered for a meal.

The meal was quite strange; he seriously wondered if this Bu Huoran family had some issues. Huoran looked at him oddly, Tingyue looked at him oddly, even Huoran looked at Tingyue, and Tingyue looked at Huoran oddly.

What does this mean?

Is the city playful?

Like, your wife is both my sister and wife?!

Or, from today on, I call you Dad, and you call me Bro?

No, please.

Let this happen to others; I, honest Yuchi, don’t want to fall into such family melodramas; I’m about comedy, it’s comedy!

Huoran picked a dish for Yuchi: ”President Yuchi, have some food.”

Yuchi: ”Oh, thanks...”

Tingyue also stood up, gently poured him a glass of wine: ”Brother Yuchi, have some wine.”

Yuchi: ”Oh... hello.”

Afterward, Huoran and Tingyue exchanged smiles and sat back down.

While Yuchi dared not touch his chopsticks.

He felt like fish on a chopping board, a strong sense of danger... Looking at the two eagerly watching him eat, this... is there poison in the food and drink? My goodness, what’s happening? I’m not coming to Cuncha City next time... not coming again.

...

The next day.

Yu Yao awkwardly arrived at Celestial Craft Workshop, and after asking around, finally found Tingyue. Seeing Tingyue looking obviously worried, she felt strange: ”What’s wrong? You look like you didn’t rest well.”

Normally, Tingyue isn’t like this, now wearing a single gold-rimmed glass, looking wooden, silly.

”It’s nothing.”

Tingyue certainly knew Yu Yao came to find Yuchi, but she had no intention of letting Yu Yao find him. Joking aside, he’s my brother Yuchi, what’s the idea of you coming to find him? So, she, like her mother, pretended Yuchi had left Celestial Craft Workshop, just to see Yu Yao’s reaction.

Now she watches Yu Yao, pretending not to reveal much, and asks, ”So what’s your purpose in finding me?”

Look how you’re saying it, what does it mean by finding you with a purpose... Yu Yao said: ”I came to see if I could talk to your brother Yuchi. After thinking about yesterday, I realized it wasn’t handled well, so I came to thank him.”

Ha, knew it’s about finding my brother Yuchi. Tingyue said indifferent: ”He left.”

Yu Yao: ”...”

Paused.

”Left!?”

”When did that happen? Why did he die? He was fine yesterday! This sounds so sudden, the deceased are gone, the living be strong!” Yu Yao said anxiously.

Yuchi: ”?”

Tingyue choked: ”Left, not dead!”

Ah, not dead, wasted my expressions... Yu Yao sighed with relief:

”You should’ve said, you look like he died, see your worried look, just about to cry and tell me.”

Tingyue stubborn: ”I’m not!”

”Sure, you’re not.”

Yu Yao clicked her tongue shaking her head. As Tingyue was downcast, she smiled and said: ”Alright, alright, don’t pretend. You think I can’t see, you clearly have thoughts about your brother Yuchi. It’s fine, you two aren’t related by surname or blood, so if you like him, just say so.”

”Making it seem like you’re being bullied hardly.”

”Acting all demure and ladylike, is this really you, Bu Tingyue?”

Tingyue: ”...”

Eyes red, tear troughs in surprise, looked incredulously at Yu Yao: ”What, did my brother Yuchi scare you directly? You came to make peace? Makes sense thinking, you little girl can’t withstand my brother’s force.”