The person twisted and turned cautiously, frequently checking the surroundings. After passing through the corridor and turning into the Chuihua Gate, he entered a small courtyard in the southwest corner. Because it was secluded, Yun Ya didn’t notice it during the day. He lightly knocked on the door twice, and it suddenly opened from the inside. Pei Xinyi said something quietly, then slipped inside. The wooden door closed again, everything quiet as if nothing had ever happened. Yun Ya turned to glance at Yan Song, only to see Yan Song’s brows tightly furrowed. "Who lives here?" "Seventh Uncle." Yan Song’s voice was icy. Yun Ya clicked his tongue, as if he had stumbled upon a major secret. Yan Nangui, famous outside, was known for having varied interests. Pei Xinyi sneaking into his courtyard in the middle of the night—one could guess what they were doing together. During the day, Pei Xinyi presented herself as gentle and graceful, a paragon of virtue and serene demeanor like the model wife and mother. How could she do such a thing as stepping out of her marriage? Moreover, Yan Nanrong treated her exceptionally well, every action and look full of love. What reason would she have to betray her husband? Didn’t she consider how she would face her doting husband if everything was exposed one day, and how to face their children? Due to personal family reasons, Yun Ya especially despised women who betrayed their family . ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoveI~Fire.net His initial good impression of Pei Xinyi instantly turned into a negative score. Yan Song turned to glance at her: "Alright." Just as the two were about to turn around, another person approached in the darkness. Yan Song hugged her, hiding behind a tree. Looking in the direction, they saw it was indeed Yan Nanrong. Yan Nanrong circled around the courtyard gate, wanting to step forward and knock but ultimately let his hand fall powerlessly. Under the clear moonlight, Yun Ya saw Yan Nanrong’s tightly furrowed brows and the pain in his eyes. Perhaps Yan Nanrong had long known, but for the sake of the children, he endured. Yan Nanrong lingered at the gate for a while. Since he didn’t leave, the two didn’t dare to move. Yun Ya was held against Yan Song’s chest, their bodies closely pressed together. Yun Ya listened to his strong heartbeat, whispering in his ear, "What should we do now?" Yan Song squinted at Yan Nanrong, "Let’s wait a bit longer." The temperature dropped lower and lower. Yun Ya was numb from the cold, and Yan Song grabbed her hand, slipping it inside his collar. Her icy hand quickly warmed against his burning skin. Yan Nanrong stood quietly at the courtyard gate, his tall figure like a statue. Another ten minutes passed. Yan Song couldn’t wait any longer and was about to make his presence known when the door opened a crack. Pei Xinyi wrapped in her coat, stepped out. Her footsteps were so quiet that Yan Nanrong had no time to hide, and the two of them came face to face unexpectedly. Pei Xinyi looked at Yan Nanrong in shock, then gave a slight smile, stepping over gracefully, "What are you doing here?" "I should be asking you the same thing." Yan Nanrong’s eyes were frighteningly cold, staring fixedly at Pei Xinyi’s face. Pei Xinyi lightly smiled, "I had some business with the Seventh Brother, now that it’s done, we can go back." "Do you think I’d believe that?" Yan Nanrong pressed on, suddenly extending his hand to pull her coat aside, his gaze falling on her wrinkled clothes and that glaring mark on her neck... His eyes turned ice-cold, akin to a fierce beast about to devour. Pei Xinyi felt a flash of fear but quickly calmed down, curling her lips into a faint smile, "Believe it or not, it’s up to you." Yawning, "I’m tired. I’m going to sleep. Let’s talk tomorrow." With that, she walked past Yan Nanrong, intending to leave. Yan Nanrong suddenly grabbed her arm, "Why? Haven’t I done enough? Why do you do this to me?" This tall man, at this moment, looked fragile like a child. Pei Xinyi’s eyes flickered, freeing herself from his grip, "You did nothing wrong. I did. Whether you want a divorce, I agree to anything, but I have one condition: Si’er must stay with me." With that, she walked away briskly. "Ah..." Yan Nanrong fiercely grabbed his hair, "Yan Nangui, I’m going to kill you." He was about to charge into the small courtyard when Pei Xinyi held him back: "If you want everyone to know by morning, go ahead and make a scene." With a cold laugh, she no longer spared him a glance and strode away. Yan Nanrong glared coldly in the direction of the small courtyard, "You wait for me." Then he turned and followed her. Yun Ya and Yan Song stepped out from behind the tree. Yun Ya, puzzled, asked, "Aren’t Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt getting along?"