But Tan Qinghe is different. When she moved into this courtyard two years ago, he had dined in her house. Since then, idle gossip about the two of them had never ceased. Even though the social mores of this world were not as oppressive as those in Huaxia, where people can be driven to death, one can only imagine the psychological pressure Tan Qinghe, a woman, had to endure from constant whispers behind her back. Since then, he became much more cautious and never sought her out alone again.
She hummed softly and still took him to knock on the Tan Family's door. Who made her so soft-hearted? There are now two abnormal creatures hiding in God Demon Prison eavesdropping and laughing at how overly sentimental humans are; she chose to ignore them.
Sure enough, the door opened. But it wasn't Tan Qinghe who answered the door, rather it was a little boy, Chengcheng, who was over seven years old. Upon seeing Ning Xiaoxian, he hesitated at first and then he saw the whistle behind her.
