Yan Huan smiled helplessly, not picking up the conversation, but instead turned around and asked,

"Sister Tong, even if Ye Shiyu helps An Le rent a house nearby, you won’t come to live, right?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the expression on Tong Yingying’s face became slightly indifferent.

She took a deep breath, sat openly on Yan Huan’s bed, crossed her legs and said,

"Forget it, I’m not used to living with others, and I guess An Le is the same."

Just now, after Ye Shiyu proposed the idea, An Le’s favorability increased by 9 points, but Tong Yingying’s only increased by 1 point.

Clearly, this proposal didn’t have much appeal to her.

Think about it, after all, the others, Sakuragi Hitomi and Aria are themselves young ladies, certainly not likely to come live here.

This proposal might be attractive to An Le, but Tong Yingying doesn’t lack money, so why should she compromise?

Yan Huan sat next to Tong Yingying and asked,

"So, I wanted to ask, Sister Tong... do you plan to open a branch of Tong Yao in Jinghe District?"

"..."

Upon hearing Yan Huan’s words, Tong Yingying glanced at him.

Her red lips slightly parted, and her fingers moved closer to Yan Huan through the wrinkles in the sheet.

"I do have other shops in Jinghe District, and they’re not far from where you all work..."

"You’re too rich, aren’t you?"

"Still not as good as your family~"

"Come on, before my mom came back, I was surviving on your relief food, Sister Tong, I don’t even know what my mom was thinking..."

"What, are you unhappy about it?"

"...Not exactly."

Yan Huan shook his head and simply said,

"If mom didn’t raise me thriftily, perhaps I wouldn’t have met you. Thinking this way, being thrifty for eighteen years was totally worth it."

"..."

Hearing this, Tong Yingying blushed, her hand which was at some distance grabbed his waist directly,

"Smooth talker."

"Ah! Sister Tong, spare me!"

"Come on, eating my relief food... how long hasn’t it been since you worked for me? Enjoying free meal, huh?"

"That... can’t blame me..."

"Stop the nonsense, kiss me."

"Ah?"

Yan Huan opened his mouth, not expecting Tong Yingying to suddenly make such a request.

He turned his head, only to see her avoiding his gaze, even though she asked, looking as if waiting for Yan Huan to make the first move.

"..."

Looking at her un-lipsticked lips, Yan Huan hesitated for a moment but then kissed her without hesitation.

"Muah~"

"Mm..."

As soon as Yan Huan made contact, Tong Yingying whimpered slightly, then closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Yan Huan’s neck.

In one kiss, Tong Yingying unconsciously weakened and fell...

"Ha..."

She pushed Yan Huan’s body, blushing furiously, covering her mouth declaring a break.

Compared to Emperor An, Tong Yingying is indeed too weak.

Perhaps to hide the fact that a kiss from Yan Huan made her helpless, Tong Yingying could only pant and change the topic,

"...The store matter is solvable, there’s a ready one.

"Forget it before, since the modifier issue is severe I knew..

"But now the modifier issue is resolved, if I move over, and you don’t come to work...

"You wait, one day when you just get off work, you’ll be hacked into pieces!"

In the end, Tong Yingying warned fiercely with a flushed face.

"...Alright."

Hearing Tong Yingying’s words, Yan Huan blinked.

Covering his face, he couldn’t help but think about the matter of the modifier’s host.

"By the way, Sister Tong, can I ask you to investigate someone for me?"

"Investigate someone? You think I’m Aladdin?"

"...The only connections I know are yours, Sister Tong."

"...Investigate who? Male or female?"

"Uh... female?"

"Haha, go find someone else. See if Sakuragi Hitomi will investigate for you."

"No no no, Sister Tong, don’t get me wrong! I don’t even know her!"

Hearing this, Tong Yingying finally relaxed a little and asked,

"...Then why investigate her?"

"I just vaguely remember, she might be connected to the modifier. Also..."

Suddenly asked this way, Yan Huan was slightly stunned, but still voiced the idea faintly lingering in his heart,

"I always feel that she’s... very important to me?"

"Get lost!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Tong Yingying, who was lying on the bed, kicked Yan Huan in the chest.

...

...

"滴滴...嗒嗒..."

"咕噜噜～"

At some time, Linmen.

The sky was covered by an endless unclean pink mist, yet even so, one could still see shadows of massive tentacles descending from the sky, wriggling.

The entire Linmen architecture was dilapidated, covered by numerous tentacles like crawling ivy, making the walls seem alive, writhing up and down with heartbeats.

"I can only take you this far..."

In a building covered in flesh and blood, a black-haired girl, clad in a cloak and holding a torch and a long knife, stopped walking.

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at the person behind her.

"..."

Behind her, a girl similarly wearing a cloak, albeit with messy hair, unable to hide her stunning beauty, clutching a pocket watch.

She is Bai Yi.

"...Thank you, Ye Shiyu."

In front, with a worn face, tiredness glittering deep in her eyes, the black-haired girl is Ye Shiyu.

Hearing Bai Yi’s thanks, Ye Shiyu shook her head holding the knife,

"No need to thank me, hurry along... if An Le discovers, you wouldn’t be able to leave."

"咕噜噜～"

Hearing this, Bai Yi swallowed hard.

She couldn’t help but glance upward at the living "sky," where somewhere in it, countless tentacles entwine at the center, faintly echoing with a chanting sound.