He was moved.
She admitted that she was moved.
"You're talking about this man's love affairs in the Shadow Realm? Yimu will help you to sort it out. What you need to do is to tie him up." Feng Zhaohe lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his beautiful niece, who was as beautiful as a painting, and felt a little relieved.
As an experienced person, Feng Zhaohe knew that although his niece looked expressionless, her heart had already been moved. As long as his niece was moved, this matter was always easy to handle.
"No, Yimu must not interfere at this time." After Feng Luan had calmed down her throbbing heart, she looked at her graceful and gorgeous aunt very seriously.
Feng Zhaohe's brows furrowed for a moment, but he quickly relaxed and said, " alright, since you have your own arrangements, I won't interfere. This is also good, after all Yimu can not even protect herself."
"Yimu, Zhenzhen."
