Was it you that night?
Chapter 133 - 131: Adorable: The Pampering Look in His Eyes When He Looks at Her

Chapter 133: Chapter 131: Adorable: The Pampering Look in His Eyes When He Looks at Her

Xiao Chen’s lack of cooperation made other people glance over frequently; even a fool could tell how indifferent he was toward Nan Sheng. Some were secretly guessing if there was a problem between them.

Originally, Xiao Chen and Nan Sheng were supposed to enter into a marriage contract, but Shen Qinghe was suddenly kidnapped, and Xiao Chen, in order to find her, left Nan Sheng alone at the wedding scene.

Although Xiao Chen had to abandon the wedding to look for his junior martial sister of the same sect, this could also prove one thing: in his heart, Nan Sheng was not that important.

Seeing Nan Sheng cling to Xiao Chen’s cold backside now only reinforced the impression that the relationship between Xiao Chen and Nan Sheng wasn’t as strong as everyone thought.

Nan Sheng felt the odd glances from everyone and was upset, but she couldn’t let it show on her face.

On the other hand, people were frequently offering toasts to Shen Qinghe. Xu Jun, knowing she had a low tolerance for alcohol, proactively helped her fend off the drinks.

This scene provoked cheers from the crowd and made Xu Jun’s face turn beet red.

Shen Zhiyao was pleased with the development. She still felt that, as good as the male lead was, he shouldn’t get emotionally entangled. Moreover, since Mr. Wuya, with his supremely arrogant disposition, had made no promises to Qinghe, it might be better for her to shift her attention elsewhere.

Even if she and Xu Jun couldn’t end up together, it would allow Qinghe to experience a few more relationships, to broaden her horizons, and not pin all her hopes on one possibility.

Shen Zhiyao was quite satisfied with her own calculations, but she didn’t expect that just when everyone was in high spirits, a striking figure in red suddenly appeared.

At first, she thought she was hallucinating, but upon closer inspection, she realized that the newcomer was none other than Dongfang Wuya. She hurriedly nudged Shen Qinghe.

After two cups of wine, Shen Qinghe’s reaction was somewhat sluggish.

Shen Zhiyao, seeing her sister’s silly state, whispered a reminder in her ear: "Mr. Wuya has arrived!"

Shen Qinghe wasn’t completely drunk, but her reaction was much slower than usual. Upon hearing the famous name of Mr. Wuya, she asked blankly, "Where is he?"

Shen Zhiyao saw the long-legged, handsome man already standing close by and thought to herself that the man was right in front of them, while her foolish sister was still asking where he was.

Dongfang Wuya stood beside Shen Zhiyao, just looking at her.

Shen Zhiyao was quick to react, immediately getting up to give up her seat: "Mr. Wuya, please have a seat."

Dongfang Wuya naturally sat down, scanning the petrified crowd, and with a smirk, said, "It’s quite lively here."

Everyone fell silent at his presence, a natural reverence for Dongfang Wuya palpable in the air.

Normally, Dongfang Wuya was seen as a lofty presence, one who never deigned to look people in the eye, let alone sit at the same table with them.

Before Dongfang Wuya’s arrival, everyone had been chatting and laughing together, but now they all unconsciously straightened their postures.

Yan Changsheng had long found Dongfang Wuya unbearable, precisely because Dongfang Wuya always treated Qinghe as if she were his property. Just like now, as soon as he arrived, he sent Shen Zhiyao away and took a seat beside Qinghe as a matter of course.

Although he disliked Xu Jun, Xu Jun’s threat was nothing compared to Dongfang Wuya’s.

"Mr. Wuya rarely visits us; I’ll toast to Mr. Wuya," Yan Changsheng filled a cup with wine and offered it to Dongfang Wuya.

Shen Qinghe, though tipsy and sluggish, was still somewhat clear-headed. Seeing Yan Changsheng toast to Dongfang Wuya, she hastily said, "Uncle-Master doesn’t hold his liquor well; I’ll drink in his stead!"

"Qinghe, you’ve had too much to drink. Let me drink this cup on Mr. Wuya’s behalf," An Lu was overjoyed the moment Dongfang Wuya appeared, and seizing the opportunity to connect with him was not something she would miss.

Shen Qinghe, slightly muddled, sensed Dongfang Wuya’s intense gaze. As they made eye contact, her reaction was a bit slow.

When her vision cleared and she saw everyone gathered around the table, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her.

She realized that aside from Rong Yu, the female supporting character, all other main and supporting characters had arrived.

Wasn’t this a perfect Asura Field?!

Her muddled head instantaneously cleared up, and she suddenly remembered that she was living in a book, and each and every one of these main and supporting characters was not to be trifled with.

Dongfang Wuya noticed Shen Qinghe’s complexion turn pale and saw her suddenly sit up straight, sweeping away her previously drunken appearance. He extended his hand to touch her forehead, only to find it ice cold.

"What’s wrong?" he asked with concern.

Yan Changsheng, who had intended to propose a toast, also asked with concern when he noticed something amiss with Shen Qinghe’s face, "Are you not feeling well, or did something today startle you?"

His anxious tone and the care on his face overflowed with sincerity.

Everyone’s gaze seamlessly fell on Yan Changsheng’s face, and they suddenly realized something was amiss.

When Yan Changsheng used to harbor affection for Nan Sheng, it was with the same look and expression he now had. Could it be that Yan Changsheng had suddenly fallen for Shen Qinghe?

This didn’t seem right.

The years Shen Qinghe had spent as Yan Changsheng’s shadow hadn’t been able to make Yan Changsheng fall for her, not to mention everyone had witnessed firsthand how much Yan Changsheng loved Nan Sheng, having done many things to hurt Shen Qinghe for Nan Sheng’s sake.

If it were as they speculated, that would be too fantastical.

Out of concern for Shen Qinghe, Shen Zhiyao didn’t notice this detail.

Because the main and supporting characters were gathered here, alerting Shen Qinghe that this was an Asura Field, she also failed to notice the unusual behavior of Yan Changsheng.

Shu Xiu looked at Shen Qinghe and then at Yan Changsheng, who was full of concern, and secretly thought she was probably overthinking it.

No matter what, Qinghe had saved Second Senior Brother in the Illusory Realm. The feelings of Second Senior Brother towards Qinghe were merely those of fellow disciples.

Moreover, before Nan Sheng appeared, although Second Senior Brother had no romantic feelings for Qinghe, he did share a bond of friendship and sibling affection with her, and the two always got along well.

It was only after Nan Sheng appeared that their relationship took a drastic downturn.

"It’s nothing. The alcohol just suddenly wore off. Let’s all continue drinking," Shen Qinghe quickly returned to normal.

Considering that everyone was present today, as the host of the Simple Residence Courtyard, she didn’t know if they might become enemies in the future, but such a peaceful scene might not be commonplace.

She poured herself a cup of wine and smiled, "I just forgot that I am a Cultivator, and Uncle-Master has a high Cultivation Base too; a few drinks won’t make us drunk."

Dongfang Wuya scoffed, "To think you remember you’re a Cultivator; feeling tipsy after just two cups, quite impressive!"

Everyone perked up their ears to hear Dongfang Wuya give his opinion.

What can one say? Though his tone was teasing, there was an inexplicable fondness to it, and coupled with Dongfang Wuya’s indulgent look at Shen Qinghe, it was, well, pretty enjoyable to watch.

"I’m not tipsy now. Today is a rare opportunity to sit with Uncle-Master, so I’d like to toast to him!" Shen Qinghe raised her glass towards Dongfang Wuya, "I’ll drink this cup full, Uncle-Master at your leisure."

Dongfang Wuya suddenly remembered a scene of them drinking joint-cups wine in the Illusory Realm. The scene before him resembled that time, although they were not neck-to-neck in drinking now.

He used to never be confused by what happened in the Illusory Realm, but now he found himself fondly recalling those unreal images.

It seems like he was regressing with age.