Who is the Aunt's Husband

"Hey, Yaoyao?"

Lin Chen picked up his phone and asked softly.

An Yi pricked up his ears.

Though he firmly believed Qin Yao had no interest in this expressionless bodyguard, he couldn't stop the guy from being stubbornly infatuated!

Even if he couldn't win her over himself, he wouldn't let this guy interfere.

Qin Yao said, "Bro, are you still in the capital? How’s your injury?"

"Bro?"

An Yi raised an eyebrow—this term didn’t sound good.

"Yeah, I’ve recovered."

Lin Chen reached out and shoved An Yi, whose ear was practically pressed against his face, back forcefully. He replied coolly, "What’s up?"

"Ahem, well… I want to go home."

Qin Yao sounded a little hesitant. "Can you… come pick me up from the Underworld?"

"If they could bring you there, they can send you back."

Lin Chen refused coldly, then added, "Right now, we’re being targeted by the Heaven Organization. Jiangbei City isn’t safe. Stay put in the Underworld and don’t wander around!"

"Fine, if you won’t come, no need to be so mean! Hanging up now!"

Hearing the call end, Lin Chen set down his phone and prepared to continue breakfast—only to find An Yi glaring at him from across the table.

"Explain! What’s with this 'brother and sister' act?"

An Yi demanded. "Did this poker-faced guy actually move up in the ranks?"

No way. Absolutely no way.

He refused to believe Qin Yao would choose Lin Chen.

After all, he surpassed Lin Chen in every aspect—looks, education, income, strength, even character.

Plus, this guy was technically his subordinate, though he’d never admit it out of pride.

Lin Chen wiped the corner of his mouth. "It’s exactly what it sounds like—a brother and sister relationship."

"Ha! You think I’m stupid? These days, how many 'brother and sister' pairs are actually normal?" An Yi snapped angrily.

Lin Chen glanced at Ziyue beside him and said calmly, "Didn’t you also call her your 'little sister'?"

Ziyue, hearing her name but not understanding the words, turned to Hongtian for translation.

Back in the secret realm, Hongtian had glimpsed parts of An Yi’s past—though An Yi had blocked many memories, he’d still learned about the ancient continent and its language.

Hongtian yawned. "He said being your 'brother' is just a cover—he actually wants to hit on you."

Ziyue’s face flushed red with anger, and she swung at An Yi. "You pervert! Calling me your sister with such ulterior motives!"

An Yi rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. You’re flat as a board, no curves at all. Why would I be interested? Maybe if your sister showed up instead."

"You jerk! Now you want both sisters? Disgusting!"

Lin Chen watched as the two babbled in some incomprehensible language before breaking into a fight.

He finished his breakfast leisurely and said flatly, "Qin Yao and I are biological siblings. Same father, same mother."

Hearing this, An Yi froze, one hand still pressing down on Ziyue’s head as she flailed her tiny arms in the air. He took a long moment to process it.

"What the hell?!"

Did that mean this poker-faced guy was his future brother-in-law?!

---

On the vast Western seas, in a lavish, palace-like mansion on Kochi Island—

Qin Yao hung up the phone, gritting her teeth in frustration.

She sighed and turned to a beautiful woman who bore a slight resemblance to her, hugging her arm.

"Mom, I’ll think of another way. I’ll definitely get him to come back."

The woman appeared to be in her thirties, with the grace of a youthful matron, though faint crow’s feet at her eyes betrayed her true age.

This was none other than the Underworld’s ruler—Lin Lan!

"It’s alright. Don’t force Chenchen. He has his own thoughts. I was too harsh on him back then."

Lin Lan spoke softly, though a trace of disappointment lingered in her eyes.

Hearing this, Qin Yao hugged her mother’s arm and grinned. "Nonsense! That poker-faced guy’s just being difficult!"

Though they’d never met in twenty years, blood ran thicker than water. From their first meeting, mother and daughter shared an inexplicable bond.

To Qin Yao, Lin Lan embodied everything she’d ever imagined in a mother—gentle, beautiful, kind, always warm and affectionate.

Of course, what Qin Yao didn’t know was that her mother had another title: the Bloody Female Yama!

A woman who, despite lacking personal power, had risen to control the Underworld in a male-dominated organization—such a feat required ruthless cunning.

But she refused to show that cruel side to her daughter.

"Who would’ve thought Lin Chen is actually my brother?"

Qin Yao smiled faintly.

They were full siblings, and though she’d only learned the truth a few days ago, she’d already embraced the role wholeheartedly.

Even before, Lin Chen had always given her a brotherly vibe.

Maybe there was some truth to the rumors about twins having a psychic connection.

Worry flickered across her face. "But… is Brother in danger? He’s already injured."

Lin Lan also looked concerned.

In her view, bringing Lin Chen back to the Underworld to recover would be ideal—but her son refused to acknowledge her.

"Don’t worry. Your brother has your uncle looking after him. He’s an excellent doctor and strong enough to protect him."

Lin Lan stroked Qin Yao’s hair gently.

The Asura Sect had risen swiftly, its reputation growing—even the Underworld had begun taking notice of this once-obscure organization.

Qin Yao caught something odd and frowned. "Wait, who’s my uncle?"

She knew her aunt was Lin Mei’er, but she had no memory of an uncle.

Lin Lan thought for a moment. "Hmm, his name was An… something."

Qin Yao’s eyes glinted coldly. "An Yi?"

Lin Lan smiled. "Yes, that’s the name!"

Then, she suddenly sensed a sharp, murderous aura radiating from her daughter.

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"So that’s how it is!"

An Yi, having heard the full story, grinned eagerly at Lin Chen’s icy poker face. "So you’re my future brother-in-law! No wonder I felt such a connection with you!"

Lin Chen gave him a flat look. "Don’t get cozy. Now that I’m Yaoyao’s real brother, I’ll never let you lay a finger on her."

"Come on, don’t be like that! Last night, when you said you wanted to find 'Jingjing,' I went out of my way to scout women for you. At least give me some credit!"

An Yi chuckled.

"Women?"

What nonsense was this guy scheming now?

Lin Chen had a bad feeling.

"Couldn’t find Jingjing, but I got you Xuexue instead!"

An Yi checked the time and smirked. "She should be here any minute—she flew in overnight."

"Xuexue?"

Before Lin Chen could ask who that was, the hotel door burst open with a bang.

A pretty, delicate-looking girl stood in the doorway, luggage in hand.

"Ah-Chen, I was worried about your injury… like, what if you had trouble going to the bathroom or showering? So, um, I came to take care of you."

Su Xue’er lowered her head, blushing.

She’d clearly prepared—wearing light makeup, dressed nicely, and even ditched her glasses.

Lin Chen arched a brow at An Yi.

An Yi shrugged. "You were hurt pretty bad. Thought you’d be bedridden for a year, so I got you a free nurse."

Lin Chen: "..."

Su Xue’er stepped inside, trembling as she cupped Hongtian’s dog head, tears welling up. "Ah… Ah-Chen, what happened to your eyes?!"

Hongtian: "..."