Pei Mianman ran up to the door to confirm that Yan Xuehen had already left, then closed it. Then, she asked Zu An with a guilty conscience, “Sect Master Yan doesn’t know about us, right?”

“Uh… I don’t think so,” Zu An said, although he wasn’t too certain either. If Yan Xuehen knew, whether it was for Chuyan’s sake or her own, she would probably shave a layer of skin off him.

“I was just going to say, she didn’t scold me at all,” Pei Mianman said. She patted her chest in relief, making that area ripple. “Sigh. I have to find a chance to clear things up with Chuyan. I don’t want to be all secretive like this anymore.”

However, she felt a bit strange after saying that. Chuyan already divorced him, so why do I have to explain anything?

Zu An felt as if his head might explode. He could already foresee just how terrible the situation would become. Eventually, he said, “It’s been a long time since I last saw Chuyan too.”

After some hesitation, Pei Mianman asked, “Should I write a letter for Sect Master Yan to bring to Chuyan? I’ll write out everything clearly in the letter.”

Zu An jumped in fright....