Ji Qingpei.
As Zhi Yao looked at these three characters, for some reason, she felt they seemed a bit familiar.
Just as the young lady was trying to recall where she had seen them before, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. She instinctively raised her hand to hold her head, but within less than a second, the pain disappeared.
Her strange behavior immediately caught Pei Chiyao's attention. "What's wrong?"
Zhi Yao shook her head and pointed to the three characters on the dagger's hilt, showing them to Pei Chiyao. "Pei Chiyao, do you know this person?"
Pei Chiyao glanced at it briefly before averting his gaze, his expression somehow seeming meaningful.
"Pei Chiyao?"
Seeing that Pei Chiyao remained silent, Zhi Yao couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
"Nothing, I'm just thinking about something."
He gazed at Zhi Yao for three seconds, then suddenly bent down and scooped her up in his arms.
This sudden action startled Zhi Yao greatly. "Pei Chiyao, what are you doing! Be careful of your wound..."
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
He could tell that the young lady had expended a lot of energy today, her legs were trembling as she walked.
Zhi Yao was worried that she might put pressure on his wound, so she didn't dare lean her full weight on his arms. Instead, she firmly grasped Pei Chiyao's neck with both hands, her soft bottom rubbing against his arm.
The sight made Pei Chiyao want to beat her up again.
But since Ling Jue and Ling Er were behind them, Pei Chiyao restrained himself from doing so.
"Stay still." He leaned close to Zhi Yao's cheek and gently bit it.
The young lady yelped in pain from being bitten again, and didn't dare move anymore.
Pei Chiyao walked quickly, taking only a few strides to carry Zhi Yao out and into the car. About five minutes later, Ling Jue and Ling Er appeared as well.
Ling Jue strode along with a fierce gait, showing no signs of injury at all.
Zhi Yao looked at him curiously. When Ling Jue got into the car, the young lady belatedly said, "Hey, weren't you two in agony just a while ago? How come you seem so energetic now?"
Ling Jue shot Pei Chiyao a glare before turning his gaze back and explaining gently to Zhi Yao, "Good Yao Yao, your father is a wolf, so naturally he's very powerful. His wounds heal in no time, there's nothing strange about that. As for certain people... hmph, I don't know if he was just pretending or not."
The implication in his words was far too obvious. Even if Zhi Yao was a bit slow on the uptake, she knew Ling Jue was referring to Pei Chiyao.
The young lady explained with a wry smile, "Father, you're mistaken. Pei Chiyao wasn't pretending, he was indeed seriously injured. But he saw that I couldn't walk, so he carried me just now."
After Zhi Yao's explanation, Ling Jue only became angrier.
Hmph, Zhi Yao was actually speaking up for that brat! It infuriated him!
Pei Chiyao automatically ignored his father-in-law's glares and drove away from there.
When they arrived at the Ling residence, Ling Jue seemed to recall something, and as he was getting out of the car, he began acting weak and feeble again, letting Ling Er support him as they entered the villa.
As soon as they walked through the door, they saw Zhi Yi sitting in the living room watching TV. Ling Jue instantly acted even more convincingly, occasionally letting out faint groans of pain, "Ahhh... it hurts... ahhh..."
Ling Er inwardly mocked his father's histrionic tendencies, yet he couldn't call him out on it.
Zhi Yao had figured it out by now - Ling Jue was just pretending. She silently watched her father's amateur acting skills, thinking that her mother definitely wouldn't fall for it.
Sure enough, as soon as Ling Jue entered the villa, he caught Zhi Yi's attention. He became even more animated, leaning weakly against Ling Er's shoulder and saying, "Quick, help me to the sofa to sit down for a bit."
To avoid being scolded by his childish old father later, Ling Er had no choice but to support Ling Jue over to the sofa closest to Zhi Yi.
However, as soon as Ling Jue sat down, Zhi Yi disdainfully shifted away from him, as if she hadn't even seen Ling Er. Instead, she waved at Zhi Yao and Pei Chiyao, "Why did you come back so late? Didn't anything happen?"
Her words clearly implied that something had happened, especially since Ling Jue was still lying on the sofa groaning.
How could it be that nothing had happened?
Zhi Yao was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond.
She could only walk over and sit beside her mother, immediately leaning half her body against Zhi Yi as she approached.
After all, who wouldn't enjoy leaning against a soft, fragrant beauty?
"Mother~" Zhi Yao snuggled into Zhi Yi's embrace, constantly rubbing against her mother's soft chest. The sight made Ling Jue practically choke on a pot of vinegar.
Fortunately, this was his daughter.
His daughter, his very own! He repeated this mentally many times before suppressing the wild urges within.
Zhi Yi gently stroked Zhi Yao's head. "You're so old now, yet you still like to act spoiled in your mother's arms."
Not only did Zhi Yao enjoy being spoiled, but she also loved to touch her mother's large tail. Unfortunately, it had been a very long time since she last touched it.
Pei Chiyao sat beside Zhi Yao, not saying a word.
Zhi Yi immediately noticed the wound on Pei Chiyao's body and raised an eyebrow. "You're injured."
It looked quite serious.
Pei Chiyao smiled faintly. "It's nothing, just a minor wound."
As he spoke, he prepared to pull his sleeve down to cover it.
However, Zhi Yi stopped him. "No need to cover it up. Extend your arm and let me take a look."
Pei Chiyao remained seated without moving, but Zhi Yao immediately understood Zhi Yi's intention. "Pei Chiyao, quickly give me your hand. My mother is very skilled, she'll be able to heal your wound in no time."
The young lady reached out and pulled Pei Chiyao's arm, and he finally cooperated obediently.
Zhi Yao gripped Pei Chiyao's wrist, extending his hand towards Zhi Yi. A faint green glow emanated from Zhi Yi's palm as she waved it gently, and in the next second, Pei Chiyao's wound miraculously began to heal.
Even Pei Chiyao was somewhat surprised at this moment.
"See, I told you my mother is amazing!" The young lady proudly raised her head. Her mother was undoubtedly the most powerful being in the entire world.
Zhi Yao smiled smugly, and Pei Chiyao retracted his hand, lightly poking Zhi Yao's soft waist in a spot where no one else could see.
Not understanding his intention, she glared at Pei Chiyao and said loudly, "Pei Chiyao, why are you pinching my waist?"
No hope for this silly little fox.
Didn't you see the fire in her father's eyes?
Truly...
Ling Er had already noticed the strange atmosphere and quietly slipped away.
Zhi Yao followed Pei Chiyao's gaze and was startled by what she saw.
Her father's eyes were practically blazing.
"You... you... you!"
Just as Zhi Yao thought Ling Jue was about to explode...
