Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

She was afraid. No matter how stupid she was, she knew she could not speak ill of An Jiuyue now.

Qian Jiyun had punished her for something she had said casually yesterday. Moreover, he even sent her to a dangerous place like the Spirit Severing Cliff.

If he discovered that she was still resentful toward the Mistress, who knew which dangerous place he would send her to?

Hence, she had been speaking to Yan Qin quietly. However, Yan Qin shouted like a loudspeaker.

Many people would probably come to watch the commotion.

Sure enough, when she looked around carefully, she saw a few people walking toward her and Yan Qin.

“I never said that, Yan Qin. Don’t slander me!” She looked up at Yan Qin, trying to explain herself, hoping he would give her some face because he liked her.

“I slandered you?” He emphasized the word “you” and sneered coldly.

Of course, Yan Qin would not give Ye Chenglin any face. He had never liked her.

He even had an instinctive disgust for Ye Chenglin that only he knew.

“Ye Chenglin, you didn’t say it, but that’s what you think, right? Master has already ordered Yan Nuo and Yan Jin to return and protect Mistress.

“But you said we only needed one person to guard Mistress. Do you think it’s a waste to have two people protecting her? You want to swap places with me and leave one of them behind so the other can protect Young Master Gong in the Yu Beast Domain?

“Ye Chenglin, have you forgotten your status? You’re only one of Master’s many subordinates, and your cultivation level is the lowest!”

“You—”

Yan Qin’s use of the word “only” enraged Ye Chenglin.

She saw herself as a combination of beauty and wisdom. No woman in their camp was more beautiful than her.

Hence, she believed she should be the woman standing beside her master.

I haven’t even said anything, but Yan Qin, who has always liked me, is talking to me like this? Is he jealous?

Is he jealous that I like Master instead of him?

“Yan Qin, I actually… do care about you. You…”

“To hell with your concern! You’re obviously a clove of garlic, but you’re still pretending to be a daffodil. Do you think you can live up to that? Ye Chenglin, you really don’t know your place.”

Yan Qin was furious.

Does this woman really think I like her?

“Don’t… don’t you like me?”

Ye Chenglin was stunned.

Does Yan Qin not like me?

No, that’s impossible! That can’t be! Yan Qin looks at me differently! That glint in his eyes can’t be fake!

“Who told you I liked you?” Yan Qin retorted.

How could he not know who he liked? Did he need Ye Chenglin to inform him about this?

“You told her that?” He glanced at his companions, who had rushed over to watch the show because of his voice.

“How is that possible? We never thought that way.”