Wenren Sheng found the entire courtship process hard to put into words.
Wenren De played Bamboo Forest, acting pretentious in every possible way. In short, he did everything a Literary Youth would do.
The female targets were one thing—but there were quite a few male ones too.
Well, there was a set for Consorts and another for male consorts.
No wonder the old man did not dare show his face. He had sacrificed far too much.
Wenren Sheng deeply sympathized with his father, so he decided not to tell Ouyang Ling about this.
After all, he was a filial son.
"Very good. Plan One is complete. Proceed with Plan Two," Panda Wang Yanhú said happily.
Hearing this, Wenren Sheng decisively left and handed the task of accelerating the illusion realm over to Shi Shi.
No one could see through him now anyway, so why should he stay?
More importantly, watching from the sidelines was simply too painful for the eyes.
When he returned home and searched around, he naturally could not find Wenren De. It seemed the man really had been playing himself.
"What are you looking for?" Ouyang Ling asked curiously.
"Where did my dad go?" Wenren Sheng asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Oh, he said he was meeting a few Pen Pals to compose poetry, so he went to Jiangnan," Ouyang Ling replied casually.
Wenren Sheng had nothing to say. His mother really was broad-minded—or rather, she trusted him completely.
"Is that so? Then I'm relieved." Wenren Sheng nodded and returned to his room.
Ouyang Ling's expression turned slightly strange, but she did not say anything else.
Three days later, Wenren Sheng received word from Wang Yanhú that the courtship simulations had ended. All that remained was Liao Aoquan's side.
Either they stripped him of his