In the lavish living room, chuckles of laughter and teasing giggles filled the air as twenty women gathered, lounging around on plush couches and soft cushions.
In one of the couches, a man is sitting, his long white hair flowing down his shoulder as his golden eyes shined faintly.
A pink haired woman is lying on his lap, snuggling her face on his abdomen as he continued patting her head.
She softly moved her face from his belly and raised her head, bringing her lips close to his ears "You scoundrel... you managed to get 20 disciples from this world.. huh."
Hearing his wife, Goddess of Fate's accusation, Zhang Yuan smiled dryly and held her waist "Guess.. I am lucky."
(A/n: Check chapter 36 to know about her...)
Shui Yin narrowed her eyes slightly, a playful glint shining in them as she reached up and pinched his cheek. "Yeah, sure, just luck," she muttered, though her lips twitched into a small smirk. "You scoundrel."
