Chapter 879: The Psychic Master 43

As soon as those words fell, Tang Wan let out a cold laugh. “Heh! Do you think I chose to end up like this? Did I want to enter the mission world as a ghost? And you still have the nerve to complain about me?”

If not for her luck—managing to cultivate into a corporeal form—she wouldn’t even have been able to properly touch Tongtong in this world, let alone anything more.

Little Cutie froze, then immediately fell silent, not daring to respond.

Seeing that there was still time before morning fully set in, Tang Wan waved her hand impatiently. “Come on, bring up that game from last time. I’m about to start dominating again.”

She couldn’t sleep, and she wasn’t about to just lie there staring at nothing.

Hearing this, Little Cutie quickly complied, pulling up the game interface.

Tang Wan immediately got into it, her control sharp and precise as she cut through opponents like slicing melons and vegetables. One kill after another stacked up, leaving her teammates stunned—and more than one of them begging to call her “dad.”

Seeing this, Tang Wan lifted her chin proudly. Hmph! As if I’d accept sons like you!

But before He Tongyang woke up, she exited the game. Then she quietly moved back to the bedside, her gaze softening as she looked at him.

So when He Tongyang opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Tang Wan watching him with a gentle, affectionate expression.

He smiled instinctively.

“Wanwan, good morning.”

“Good morning, Tongtong,” Tang Wan replied warmly. Then her expression turned serious. “Do you feel any discomfort in your body? If there’s anything wrong, you have to tell me immediately.”

Hearing this, He Tongyang’s thoughts instantly drifted back to what had happened the previous night.

His face slowly reddened.

He and Wanwan… last night…

“I—I’m fine,” he said quickly after snapping back to reality. “I feel great. Don’t worry.”

As he spoke, his eyes brightened unconsciously as he looked at her.

They were truly together now—just like an ordinary couple.

Seeing the way he looked at her, Tang Wan suddenly clutched her chest. “Tongtong, don’t look at me like that! That’s cheating!”

Every time he looked at her with such open joy and excitement, it felt like a direct hit to her heart. In those moments, his entire gaze was filled with her, and that kind of happiness made her feel completely overwhelmed.

Hearing this, He Tongyang broke into a wide smile. “It only works on you.”

At the same time, he thought to himself with a hint of satisfaction: So Wanwan likes this expression… I should use it more often.

Tang Wan couldn’t help but grin foolishly, then quickly composed herself. “Alright, it’s getting late. You should get up. Just to be safe, you need to properly circulate your energy today and clear out any possible yin influence.”

Knowing she was still worried about him, He Tongyang nodded without hesitation. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

He then went to the bathroom to wash up.

After breakfast, he followed her instructions and began purging any residual yin energy from his body right in front of her. Only after watching him complete the process did Tang Wan finally feel at ease.

At that moment, the He family elders—who had been holding themselves back all night—finally couldn’t wait any longer and came over.

“Patriarch,” one of them began cautiously, “we heard… that you brought your mistress back?”

He Tongyang smiled faintly and nodded. “Yes.”

Then he turned slightly toward Tang Wan, his tone calm but deliberate. “Wanwan, let me introduce you. This is…”