Ye Ge nodded. "This is what I'm worried about, too. What we can do now is try our best not to hurt people while still rescuing my wife. There isn't much time left, and I'm afraid my wife will be disappointed."
Every time Ye Ge referred to "my wife", Lu Jianxi felt a dull ache surfacing in her heart.
Whatever Ye Ge and the others discussed later, she was unclear about as her mind was in turmoil, as if there were two voices inside her: Jianxi, leave this place, go far away, don't watch other couples basking in their affection. Another voice insisted: you like Ye Ge, perhaps you can do something for him, liking someone doesn't mean possessing them.
Liking someone doesn't mean possessing them?
For some reason, at that moment she suddenly made a decision and continued turning to look at Ye Ge: "I have a way!"
...
It had been the eighth day, and Lady Nan Feng had still not seen Nangong Ye.
She felt a faint disappointment.
