"Sister Shulan, that's just his personality. Don't mind him."
Beneath the night, the Little Princess wore a smiling expression as she looked toward the woman beside her, whose skin was luminous white and seemed to glow.
"Mind him!? Mind your Uncle Chen?"
Ji Shulan tapped Ji Qingyu's little head, her gaze playful. "Little Qingyu, do you take Sister for someone with a belly as narrow as a chicken's intestine?"
"Of course not. Sister has ravines in her breast, far surpassing men." Smiling, the Little Princess looped her arm through Ji Shulan's.
Ji Shulan glanced at her, her face full of indulgence.
"The situation is treacherous now, the grand trend still uncertain. Sister doesn't hold the advantage, so it's normal for him to consider more and choose cautiously."
Taking the field and declaring one's stance was different from voicing support or giving a verbal position. This meant putting it into real action, even paying a certain price.
If it succeeded, the gains would naturally be considerable. But if it failed, the risks would also be enormous.
Chen Ping'an was considering things more cautiously; she could understand that.
"Pure Dao Foundation?"
Ji Shulan looked into the distance, and beneath her lashes, a trace of pink arose.
In the end, Chen Ping'an did not accept the meeting gift Ji Shulan had brought.
Although the other party insisted, Chen Ping'an's attitude was clear, adhering to the principle of accepting no reward without merit.
His trip to Azure Cang this time stemmed from his deal with the Little Princess. All matters involved were also mainly his responsibility to the Little Princess.
In other words, his stance of support lay with the Little Princess, not Ji Shulan.
Before the next step was settled, he also did not want to give rise to trouble out of thin