"Really?" Lu Yang, smelling the undeniable scent of milk on Nan Liying's body, held her face, staring intently.
Nan Liying calmly met Lu Yang's gaze without any evasion, nodded seriously and said, "It's true!"
Lu Yang saw that Nan Liying seemed to understand what he wanted to express, so he directly said, "Aunt Ying, I've always been worried, worried that you actually detest me, even hate my aunt... After all, everything was forced upon you by us working together."
"In the very beginning, even up until I met you, I was full of resentment... I won't deny that!" Nan Liying admitted frankly, "But now, all I want to say is thank you, thank you for forcing me, for giving me the life I have now!"
Lu Yang stared deeply into Nan Liying's eyes.
He felt her sincerity...
Of course, he also employed some special detection methods peculiar to cultivators.
The conclusion was the same as the information gathered from looking into Nan Liying's eyes—her words were heartfelt and sincere.
