Meanwhile, even though her body was bound by strange rope, Murong Mengxin sat casually in a weathered room, and her gaze was not afraid in the slightest. 'Sigh, that woman wasted my time, I've been waiting too long, but she still hasn't come here.'
"Looks like I don't have to worry about you, huh?"
Murong Mengxin pursed her lips at Xia Tian who suddenly appeared before her. "Why did you come here, husband? I don't want you to bother me by making fun of them."
Xia Tian shook his head at her words. "Even though I know you're very cunning, but you're still my woman. So of course, I'm worried about you."
"If you're worried about me, it should be your original body that came here and not your clone." Murong Mengxin replied with a soft snort, even though she said that she felt happy in her heart because Xia Tian was worried about her.
