At that time, Zhou Linghuai didn't think much of Mr. Xian Yun's words.
Naturally, he did not take his words to heart.
But now that he thought about it, Zhou Linghuai suddenly understood!
He was confused by the situation, while Mr. Xian Yun was a bystander. He had a mystery in his heart. This mystery was an obsession. This obsession was Bodhisattva, and this Bodhisattva was Yu Youyao.
He held onto his greed, anger, and obsession with Yu Youyao.
Zhou Linghuai's heart was in turmoil, and there was a dark tide in the depths of his eyes. However, his face was as calm as a mirror.
Seeing that her cousin was only looking at her and not saying anything, Yu Youyao panicked. "Cousin?"
"Okay!" Zhou Linghuai leaned forward and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. His fingertips gently caressed the phoenix tassel pendant by her temple. The green pearls swayed beautifully.
He was still a little immature.
