No one has ever said, "What's his status?"
Even more so, they say if the Princely Heir finds out, ten heads wouldn't be enough for the chopping!
Which Princely Heir!?
Who can chop off his head!?
Who dares to chop off his head!?
Cheng Liunian felt an oppressive gloom in his chest that he couldn't vent, turning his complexion to the ugliest degree.
At this time, the sound of Bai Shuxuan's voice slowly rose to his ears.
"Hong Zhu, don't say that. Maybe this gentleman has something he wants to discuss with me, let's hear what he has to say."
Bai Shuxuan said with a smile, her gaze falling on Cheng Liunian and seeming to contain much concern.
"Are you in some kind of trouble?"
"Is your health better?"
Upon hearing what Bai Shuxuan said, Cheng Liunian felt a slight warmth in his heart.
Indeed, surely so.
Miss Bai is truly his fated woman.
She cares so much about his feelings.
Even though his identity had not yet been revealed, Bai Shuxuan was still treating him this way.
