Forced her into demonic possession: There will be no more gods in the world!

Chapter 122 Coming out to argue with people in the middle of the night?

"It's over! Woman! Iceberg is here!" Gouzi shouted in a panic. His sudden words were like a thunderclap, startling Yun Juan, who was immersed in her tablet world.

With a sudden tremor, the tablet computer slipped from her hand, arced through the air, and crashed heavily to the ground.

On the screen, the domineering CEO is proudly showing off his well-defined abs, each muscle clearly defined, as if containing endless power.

At first glance, her figure is perfect, truly embodying the ideal of looking slim in clothes and muscular when undressed, which makes one's imagination run wild.

"What? What did you say? Say it again?" Yun Quan stared wide-eyed at Gou Zi, her face full of disbelief, as if she wondered if she had misheard.

Gouzi took a deep breath and said quickly, "It's that iceberg you just mentioned! He's right outside your door! I can sense his presence, and haven't you noticed that the spiritual energy in the surrounding space has become denser? That must be because he's here!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Juan's expression immediately turned serious.

She gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Hmph! Just you wait! This lady is going out to meet him! How dare he climb over the wall of a single young woman like me in the middle of the night! I can tell at a glance that this guy is definitely no good!"

After saying that, she suddenly closed her eyes and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

The next moment, Yun Juan had already left the space and arrived at the door of the room.

She angrily rolled up her sleeves and strode towards the door.

However, at this moment she was completely unaware that she was still wearing that sexy silk nightgown, and her figure, which was faintly visible, looked particularly charming under the moonlight.

“You…” Murong Qian stared wide-eyed, her face full of astonishment as she looked at the suddenly opened door.

He never expected the door to open at this moment, and what surprised him even more was that the person standing in front of him was Yun Quan.

For a moment, Murong Qian was stunned, as if time had stood still.

He stared blankly at Yun Juan, only to see that the woman had a puffed-up expression on her face, just like an annoyed kitten.

Looking further down, she was wearing a casually thrown-on garment, clearly having just hurriedly crawled out of her warm bed.

"But... this outfit... is so strange!" Murong Qian muttered to herself.

He examined the nightgown closely and found that it was oily and shiny, and looked to be of quite good quality.

However, what is most striking is its unique design—especially the lace-trimmed openwork section on the chest.

Murong Qian's brows furrowed deeper as she looked, her eyes revealing a complex and indescribable emotion.

This unprecedented style of clothing surprised and made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Just then, he noticed that Yun Juan seemed to have noticed his strange gaze, so he followed her gaze and looked down at his chest.

"Damn it! What are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?!" Even Yun Juan, who was usually short-tempered, couldn't help but feel a little shy when Murong Qian stared at her so directly. Her fair cheeks instantly flushed with a blush like the sunset.

However, the thick darkness of the night was like a heavy curtain, completely obscuring people's vision and making it difficult for this shy demeanor to be clearly presented to everyone.

Yun Juan secretly rejoiced that it was nighttime; if it were daytime, given Murong Qian's cold and sharp nature, she would likely have suffered merciless ridicule and mockery.

Thinking of this, Yun Juan quickly tightened her collar and rolled her eyes at Murong Qian, as if to convey all her dissatisfaction and anger.

At this moment, Murong Qian did not notice Yun Juan's little movements. He only saw Yun Juan's eyes constantly looking upwards, and asked with a serious and concerned expression, "What's wrong with your eyes? Do you feel uncomfortable? Should I go and invite a royal physician to take a look at you? It would be troublesome if this delayed our already set wedding date!"

Just then, Gouzi, who had been hiding in the space, could no longer contain himself. Upon hearing Murong Qian's words, he immediately burst into laughter, bending over backward and almost rolling out of the space: "Hahahaha... That's right! I say, Master, this big iceberg really knows how to annoy you. Is he perhaps sent by the monkey to ward you off?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Quan's already long face turned even more gloomy and ugly. She gritted her teeth and roared at Gou Zi, "What do you know! You're clearly doing high jump in a latrine—it's outrageous!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Qian was slightly taken aback, then frowned and asked, "High jumping in the latrine? What does that mean? Why have I never heard of such a thing before?"

Yun Juan frowned slightly, inwardly cursing her mistake. How could she have been so careless as to let slip her conversation with Gou Zi? What should she do now?

Her eyes darted around, and she quickly explained, "It's nothing! I just heard there's someone who really likes to jump high in the outhouse! Haha..."

After she finished speaking, even she almost believed this utterly absurd lie.

Night had fallen, and the heavy dew had soaked the ground.

As Murong Qian stood there, she couldn't help but feel a chill creeping over her.

Seeing Yun Juan dressed so lightly, I couldn't help but worry a little!

Knowing he couldn't linger there, he quickly turned and left, his figure vanishing into the darkness like a ghost.

Watching Murong Qian come and go like the wind, appearing and disappearing without a trace, Yun Juan felt her mind was a complete mess, utterly confused.

Why would this guy come to my yard in the middle of the night just to say a few sarcastic remarks? That's so strange!

Could it be that he's been sick for too long and his brain is acting up?

Thinking of this, Yun Juan couldn't help but purse her lips and mutter to herself, "Are all these ancient princes so carefree? They eat the government's salary every day, but don't have to do any serious work. Sigh, it's really infuriating to compare yourself to others! Thinking about my time in modern times, I worked hard every day for a pitiful amount of money, and I still had to work like crazy. It's simply incomparable!"

The more she thought about it, the more unbalanced she felt. Yun Juan's delicate face was slightly distorted with resentment.

She bit her lip tightly, her brows furrowed in a mess, and the anger in her heart seemed about to burst forth.

Ultimately, however, all her emotions culminated in a long sigh, which was slowly exhaled from her slightly open mouth.

This sigh contained so much helplessness and resentment, yet it couldn't change the reality before their eyes.

Just then, Yun Juan's gaze involuntarily turned towards the direction where Murong Qian had left.

Suddenly, as if a lightning bolt had struck her mind, she remembered something, and the gloomy expression on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a sly smile.

Her lips curved slightly upward, revealing a row of clean, even teeth; her smile was as radiant and dazzling as a flower blooming in spring.