I want to win her back!

After Yu Ning took the child away, Lu Chen and Zhang Fan chatted for a while longer.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly received a message from Wang Feng asking him to come out and gather.

Lin Tian and Zhang Fan were also going.

“What’s this about, Brother Wang?” Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.

“I don’t know either.”

“Maybe something’s up.”

“Let’s go check it out!”

“Yu Ning, you…”

“I won’t go.”

“Bao’er is sleepy today.”

“I need to take him back to bed.”

“Alright.”

“I’ll be back soon!”

With that, Zhang Fan left with Lu Chen.

Yu Ning returned to her cave dwelling, placed Bao’er in the cradle, and sat beside him, quietly watching.

“Bao’er, do you know?”

“You and your Uncle-Master Lu have exactly the same nose.”

Bao’er was fast asleep and naturally couldn’t answer.

Yu Ning was silent for a long time.

‘Something is off about Master’s wife.’

‘Senior Sister Jiang is a victim.’

‘So if I compare Senior Sister Jiang with Master’s wife’s child…’

A bold thought surged into her mind.

By the time Lu Chen and Zhang Fan arrived, Lin Tian, Zhuang Jingbai, and Wang Feng were already chatting.

Actually, Zhuang Jingbai hadn’t wanted to come either, but after learning Lu Chen would be there, she followed along.

Over the past few days, she had used the blanket so much that it no longer smelled of him.

She had also started using the image-capturing stone, especially the time he had pinned her to the table.

Now, seeing Lu Chen appear, for some reason her heart raced and her cheeks flushed.

“Brother Wang.” Lu Chen cupped his hands and sat down.

His eyes swept past Zhuang Jingbai.

She winked at him, but he pretended not to notice her odd behavior.

“Everyone’s here.” Wang Feng poured wine for each of them.

He looked much more haggard today, with stubble showing.

Gone was the spirited air of the Wang family’s alchemy prodigy.

“I called you here today because I have something to tell you.”

“I regret it.”

Two words, not loud, but like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

“Brother Wang…”

“Don’t try to stop me.”

“Let me finish.”

“These days apart, I’ve been thinking… thinking about Huaiyu, thinking about our daughter.”

“Thinking during the day, thinking at night.”

“Every time I close my eyes, I see their faces.”

Wang Feng raised his cup and downed it in one gulp.

“Even though my daughter… she’s not my biological child, I raised her.”

“How could I have no feelings?”

“Her first time calling me ‘Daddy,’ her crying, her laughing…”

He couldn’t go on.

He raised his hand to cover his face.

No one spoke.

After a long while, Wang Feng lowered his hand.

His eyes were red.

“My parents… they were stubborn at first.”

“But these days, they’ve come to regret it too.”

“Yesterday, my mother told me that during meditation, she had an auditory hallucination.”

“She heard her granddaughter calling her ‘Grandma.'”

“She cried half the night.”

Hearing this, Lin Tian patted his shoulder.

“Brother, then go win her back.”

“That’s what I intend to do.”

“I want to apologize to Huaiyu and beg for her forgiveness.”

“The wrongs she suffered, I’ll spend a lifetime making up for!”

“And my daughter… no matter whose biological child she is, she’s my daughter.”

“No one can change that.”

“Brother, that’s the right way to think!”

“Senior Sister is also a victim.”

“She must feel wronged and miserable too.”

“She’s probably at home crying right now!” Zhang Fan chimed in.

Wang Feng nodded first, then sighed.

“The problem is… I can’t find her.”

Everyone was taken aback.

“I’ve searched everywhere these days.”

“The sect, her parents’ home, all the places she usually goes.”

“I’ve looked everywhere.”

“No one knows where she went.”

He looked at the people present, his eyes pleading.

“I called you here today because I want to ask you a favor.”

“If you see her, please pass on a message for me.”

“Tell her…”

“Tell her I was wrong.”

“Ask her to come back.”

“If she won’t forgive me, I’ll kneel at her door every day.”

“She can hit me, scold me, whatever she wants.”

“As long as she comes back… as long as she comes back.”

Everyone exchanged glances.

“Brother, rest assured!”

“If I see Senior Sister, I’ll definitely deliver the message!”

“Me too!”

“I’ll make sure she gets it!”

Wang Feng nodded gratefully and downed another cup of wine.

Lu Chen sat there, saying very little throughout.

Jiang Huaiyu was in his cave dwelling.

The person Wang Feng was looking for was in his home, and was even quite rebellious…

He knew all the clues about Jiang Huaiyu, but he couldn’t say a word.

Zhuang Jingbai’s gaze subtly fell on Lu Chen.

She noticed his hand holding the wine cup trembling slightly, and that he hadn’t looked up once.

His whole body was tense.

‘Something’s wrong.’

‘Very, very wrong!’

She suddenly remembered the tightly shut door in Lu Chen’s cave dwelling and the faint fragrance in the kitchen.

A bold thought suddenly surfaced: could it be that Jiang Huaiyu had been hiding there all these days?

Her heartbeat quickened, and her fingers unconsciously clutched her skirt.

“Junior Brother Lu.” Wang Feng suddenly spoke.

Lu Chen looked up.

“Brother?”

“You’re fairly acquainted with your Senior Sister Huaiyu.”

“If you see her… put in a good word for me.”

Lu Chen met Wang Feng’s bloodshot eyes.

Something tugged hard at his heart.

“Of course!”

After the gathering, everyone went their separate ways.

Lu Chen walked alone back to his dwelling.

His pace quickened.

He thought of his good brother’s haggard face, his regret, his tears, and his humble demeanor.

He had to do something for him!

And Jiang Huaiyu was right now in his cave dwelling.

It was his duty to have a good talk with her!

With that thought, Lu Chen raised his head and looked toward his cave dwelling in the distance.

‘Senior Sister… Brother regrets it.’

‘From now on, you two must live well together!’

Lu Chen returned to the entrance of his cave dwelling.

He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Then he froze.

The table in the hall was laden with delicacies.

Even more sumptuous than the previous meal.

Spiritual light shimmered, and fragrance assailed the nose.

Spiritual rice was piled like a small mountain.

Six plates of spiritual vegetables were arrayed.

In the center was a steaming pot of spiritual meat soup, and beside it, a flask of wine was being warmed.

Jiang Huaiyu had her back to him, bending over to arrange something.

Hearing the noise, she straightened up and turned around.

Her face bore an unnatural flush.

“You’re back?”

Lu Chen grunted in acknowledgment.

His eyes swept over the table full of dishes, and for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Jiang Huaiyu bit her lip and said softly, “What happened this afternoon… I went too far.”

“I shouldn’t have pushed you like that.”

She lowered her gaze, her voice even softer.

“So I made all this as an apology.”

Seeing her like this, the little anger he had left dissipated.

He was about to bring up Wang Feng, but Jiang Huaiyu spoke first.

“Let’s eat first.”

“It won’t taste good when it gets cold.”

Lu Chen had no choice but to sit down.

Jiang Huaiyu turned and went to the kitchen to fetch the last dish.

It was in that turn that Lu Chen’s gaze froze.

Because today she was wearing clothes he had never seen before.

Moon-white thin gauze.

The fabric was extremely soft, clinging to her body, outlining her slender waist and rounded shoulders.

The neckline wasn’t very low, but the bending motion revealed a stretch of fair skin.

Worst of all was the fabric itself.

It was so thin it was almost transparent, faintly showing the contours beneath.

And on her feet, there were no shoes.

A pair of jade-white bare feet stepped on the clean wooden floor.

Her toes were small and rounded, her nails a faint pink.

She turned around holding a plate of spiritual fruits.

Her eyes met Lu Chen’s, and her cheeks turned even redder.