"Senior Sister, do you think Fellow Daoist Yuan is playing the pig to eat the tiger?" Wang Yu asked with a frown.
"I'm not entirely sure myself.
Although we've known each other since childhood and were even betrothed, I've never been able to see through him. In fact, I'm somewhat afraid of him.
Years ago, I noticed that whenever my fiancé wanted to do something or obtain something, no matter how the process unfolded, he always got his wish in the end. But eight or nine out of ten other people caught up in it suffered terrible misfortune." Ximen Mei finally turned back to look at Wang Yu and spoke slowly, her expression solemn.
"Afraid? With your abilities, Senior Sister, surely it can't be that bad. Besides, if you knew Fellow Daoist Yuan wasn't so simple, why were you so rude to him earlier?" Wang Yu grew puzzled.
"It's precisely because I know there's something wrong with him that I put on that act for him. And he probably knows that I know he isn't so simple. Perhaps he was deliberately playing along with me too." Only after a moment of silence did Ximen Mei speak calmly.
Wang Yu scratched his head at her words. It took him quite a while to grasp what she meant, and he could not help smiling wryly.
"I understand what you mean, Senior Sister. You're deeply wary of your fiancé, and you don't particularly like him either.
In that case, why not ask the ancestor to dissolve your engagement? Then neither of you would have to keep putting on an act for everyone else."
"How do you know I haven't tried to break off the engagement? But my family ancestor simply won't agree. Especially now, with the Four Symbols Sect having suffered this calamity