Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1321 - 1360: For All Eternity, You Are Mine

"It sounds like you’ll take care of the child if you move in."

Jun Moyan was irritated after being accused of petty behavior more than once.

He flung his sleeve and turned away.

"Of course I will. I raised the Little Princess single-handedly. There’s no more beautiful little demon in the Demon Realm. With how lovely and healthy she is, my contributions as the Medicine King are indisputable," Feng Liyan stated proudly, straightening his back.

Although Wen Xiao’ai increasingly resembled Shang Ying as she grew, her looks didn’t have much to do with him. However, her innate charm and skin as soft as water were all nurtured by him with spirit pills.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she was raised in the luxury of milk and roses.

It’s a pity that Jun Moyan, that bastard, ultimately benefited from it all.

When Feng Liyan thought about it, his heart turned cold. If it weren’t for the vast difference in power with Jun Moyan, he would have taught him a lesson.

That was his cherished treasure he had nurtured for five hundred years. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"What? Got nothing to say?"

Jun Moyan: "..."

"Tch——"

Feng Liyan crossed his arms and sneered, his entire demeanor radiating contempt and disdain for Jun Moyan.

How dare he say he couldn’t raise a child, what a shallow-minded fool.

"Aren’t you a germaphobe? Where did ’single-handedly’ raising come from?"

Unable to find a proper retort, Jun Moyan weakly picked at flaws.

"Tsk, my skin cleanliness only applies to people, not to circumstances."

"Alright, it’s time for you to leave," Jun Moyan, unable to win the argument, started to urge him away.

"Do I need your reminder?" Feng Liyan couldn’t resist rolling his eyes, then turned and left.

"Take good care of the Little Princess. I’ll move in in a few days; no need to go out of your way for me."

"..."

In the grand hall, Jun Moyan stood with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes lost in thought while staring at a spot.

Nie Jiuque has returned.

Once he emerges, hopefully, everything will be settled.

Suddenly, someone hugged him from behind. Jun Moyan snapped back to reality, then smiled.

He held the small hand at his waist and turned around to face Wen Xiao’ai.

"Jun Moyan, what are you thinking so deeply about? I walked up behind you, and you didn’t even notice," Wen Xiao’ai said.

She knew precisely what he was thinking.

They just chose not to speak about it.

Jun Moyan gently caressed her little face, smiling as he softly said, "I was thinking about when you’ll wear a bridal gown for me."

"Once the baby is born, we can. Then we’ll have lots of people attend our wedding feast, alright?" Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes sparkled brightly.

Jun Moyan looked at her for a while, then suddenly bent down to gently embrace her, brushing his face against hers as he whispered in her ear, "Too long until the baby is born. I want to give you status now, to tell the whole world that you, Wen Xiao’ai, are my wife, for all eternity."

Jun Moyan stared into some distant place, a vague gloom shadowing his eyes.

Beneath the surface, there was fear and unease.

The sense of unease intensified with Nie Jiuque’s return, making him want to eliminate Nie Jiuque for good.

Wen Xiao’ai sensed Jun Moyan’s unease.

So she never asked about Nie Jiuque.

Raising her hand to embrace Jun Moyan, Wen Xiao’ai smiled to reassure him, "Little Junjun, don’t worry, Xiaoguai will always be yours, no matter the titles or marriage. It doesn’t matter if others know or care; as long as you love me, I love you, that’s enough."

"Xiaoguai..."

Jun Moyan slowly closed his eyes, suppressing the fear surging from deep within.