Zheng Yongyan was a little surprised by this answer. "You're from the same sect? Why haven't I heard of this before?"
Wei Chiyu said indifferently, "There are many things you don't know. Do you still want to read your palm?"
Zheng Yongyan had a reluctant look on his face. He looked at Zhou Xiaoli and finally said, "In that case, let's do it."
Thus, Wei Chiyu took Zheng Yongyan's hand and began to make things up.
Zhou Xiaoli drove the donkey cart and glanced sideways at the two of them.
She saw two men, one with a cold and domineering appearance, and the other a weak scholar, holding hands and talking. This scene…
Zhou Xiaoli could not help but let her imagination run wild.
However, the two of them did not notice Zhou Xiaoli's strange gaze. At this moment, one of them was talking passionately while the other was listening attentively.
