Mo Qiansu, standing in the outer hall, felt as if struck by lightning when she heard the words "chaos" and "depravity," her mind buzzing with shock.
Overwhelmed by fear, she steadied herself against the wall, barely managing to keep her trembling body upright.
She must have imagined it, surely her ears were deceiving her...
From inside the room, Gu Xuanye's haughty voice continued to carry through.
"Even if we're siblings, what of it? If I like someone, I will be with them no matter what! Conventional attitudes mean nothing to me!" Gu Xuanye curled his lips as if deliberately provoking Murong Qiong's nerves.
"Xiaoxuan, you can't! I'm begging you, let Mo Ran go! You really can't be together!!"
