Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

He was a man, after all, so he definitely would mind this kind of thing. Ye Wanwan hastily changed the topic. “Yesterday, students from Scarlet Flames Academy and Stars and Sun Academy started fighting in the Fearless Alliance’s territory…”

“Oh? And then?” Ji Xiuran asked.

“We broke them apart! If anything happened while they were fighting on my territory, whose fault would it be?! Oh right, I heard… the headmaster of Scarlet Flames Academy is a master of hypnotism?” Ye Wanwan probed furtively.

Emperor Ji’s eyes glinted, and he put down the cup in his hand before looking at her. “That’s right, the old headmaster is an expert in this area. However, he’s been extremely elusive these past years, and only rare SSS-level students of Scarlet Flames Academy can contact him.”

“SSS-level students…” Ye Wanwan sounded a bit disappointed.

With her level, she might not even reach F level, let alone SSS level.

Did that mean she wouldn’t be able to see the old headmaster?

“Why are you suddenly interested in this?” Ji Xiuran asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I was just bored and asked randomly!” Ye Wanwan replied casually.

After eating dinner, Ye Wanwan glanced at the time and thought it was late enough, so she paid the bill and decided to leave.

As Big Dipper anxiously waited, the two of them finally finished eating and came out.

As soon as they came out, Big Dipper immediately approached Ye Wanwan and quietly asked, “Sis Feng, you didn’t do anything, right?”

“We were just eating. What could I have done?” Ye Wanwan glanced at him in confusion.

Big Dipper: “…”

He secretly peeked at Emperor Ji and confirmed that his clothes were still neat and his expression was normal before relaxing.

At the restaurant’s entrance:

“Let me escort you back,” Ye Wanwan suggested.

Huh? Why did a man like Emperor Ji need a girl to escort him home?

This is completely a typical trick to charm women, okay?!

Big Dipper wanted to stop Ye Wanwan, but Emperor Ji responded.

Emperor Ji chuckled lightly. “Sure.”

Big Dipper: “…”

Is it my imagination?

Why do I feel like Emperor Ji is overly indulgent when it comes to Sis Feng?

Ye Wanwan drove Emperor Ji home in the flashy sports car.

After Emperor Ji left, Big Dipper clapped his chest and relaxed ferociously. As he drove in the front, he said, “Sis Feng, it’s been a terrifying day for me. Thank goodness nothing bad happened… We can finally go home…”

In the back seat, Ye Wanwan tilted her head and lightly tapped her forehead with her fingers. She aloofly called, “Big Dipper…”

“What, Sis Feng?” Big Dipper turned his head to glance at her.

“We’re not going back yet.”

“Huh? Not going back? Then where are we going? It’s so late already…”

“We’re going to Asura’s manor…”

Followed by a piercing screech, Big Dipper made a giant “S” on the road.

“F*CK!” A hysterical roar was heard from Big Dipper.

In the end, Seven Star had to grab the steering wheel to stabilize the car, but the two of them were still frightened beyond their minds.

Seven Star also clearly didn’t expect Ye Wanwan to want to go see Asura after driving Emperor Ji home.

“Sis Feng, are you for real? You harassed Emperor Ji in the morning and now want to go find Lord Asura at night?! Do you want to fly into space?!” Big Dipper looked like he was on the brink of a breakdown.

Ye Wanwan gave him side-eye. “Do as I say. Why are you wasting time?”

Big Dipper looked at her meaningfully. “Sis Feng… is it ’cause you know you don’t have much time left… so you’ve completely freed yourself?”

“I’ve always been this free, thank you very much,” Ye Wanwan replied.

“…” Fine, I can’t refute this…