Mu Yiliang listened to his words, and instead of feeling reassured, she felt even more uneasy.
She nodded lightly, no longer entangled in the topic, but her expression did not relax much.
Yan Sijue held her on his lap, not noticing her expression, and chuckled lightly, "Come home to the Yan Family for dinner tonight."
Mu Yiliang was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was saying.
"...Go to the Yan Family?"
"Just the usual family dinner," he said indifferently, "It's very boring, so if you accompany me, this dinner will probably be less unbearable."
Mu Yiliang began to struggle, "...I don't want to! I'm not your wife anymore, so I have no obligation to accompany you to any family dinner!"
One of the reasons she had been eager to leave was to get away from the Yan Family. From Old Sir Yan to Yan Sijue, everyone in the Yan Family is a master of guile, and none are easy to get along with!
"Don't be afraid, it's just a meal," Yan Sijue said nonchalantly.
