Su Wan stared blankly at the man in front of her, her almond-shaped eyes wide open.
Ming Ye actually said that he believed that she and Jiang Xuecheng were husband and wife!
To be honest, if she did not have her memories, from the perspective of a bystander, who would be willing to believe that an unknown commoner girl was actually married to the emperor of the God's Palace?
It was great that she didn't get laugh at for daydreaming!
Su Wan pursed her lips and thoughtfully glanced at Ming Ye.
Recalling what Ming Ye had said before, Su Wan couldn't help but guess the identity of this man in her mind.
"Ming Ye, can I ask you a question?"
Su Wan carefully looked at Ming Ye, and her gentle voice sounded probing.
Ming Ye's handsome side profile was as cold and hard as a statue. He turned his head and glanced at Su Wan. His voice was clear and cold, like a stream rushing across a rock on an autumn night.
