"Yes." "Yes," she replied. She looked at mo Yanchen holding Shen chengjing's hand and walking diagonally across the street.
The umbrella was huge, but mo Yanchen was afraid that the rain would drench Shen chengjing's body, so he leaned the entire umbrella toward her, leaving his body in the rain.
"What a loving couple." She said in a low voice, her cold eyes flashing with envy.
She had been raised as a Princess by the Li family since she was a child. She had never stepped out of her home and was isolated from the world. She didn't even know that the outside world was so colorful.
The people outside seemed to be more loyal than he had imagined.
The outside world was more colorful than he had imagined.
