Jiang Xiaoyue accepted Feng Qingxue's explanation. Indeed, she hadn't expected to fall for Lu Tianjun either.
But he was truly extraordinary.
He was very handsome, he had a good character, he was highly knowledgeable, and possessed the kind of knowledge that was profound and encyclopedic. He had the ability to unite his comrades-in-arms, easily earning his teammates' trust, and he was also very gracious.
Jiang Xiaoyue held her face with both hands, her large eyes curling into crescents.
Although Feng Qingxue didn't know what Jiang Xiaoyue was thinking, she felt that Jiang Xiaoyue's joy must come from Lu Tianjun.
Mutual affection is just that beautiful, that blissful.
"How do you like my nephew?" Feng Qingxue unnecessarily nudged her with her elbow.
