Xiao Chen was momentarily lost in thought.
He thought that the person she liked was indeed lucky, that even at such a time, she would not bear any grudge, but instead consider the feelings of the one who had left her behind.
"You must understand one thing, once Mr. Wuya leaves, he leaves," Xiao Chen said in all seriousness.
And he cannot come back!
As a man, he felt that he understood Dongfang Wuya quite well.
With a status like Dongfang Wuya's, countless women threw themselves at him, but not one caught his eye.
It just so happened that he had feelings for Qinghe. For a man who hadn't had feelings for ten thousand years, it was impossible for him to disappear without a word at the critical moment of marriage. There was only one possibility: Dongfang Wuya was not acting of his own free will.
The only person who could make Dongfang Wuya act against his will must be the mysterious individual who had stolen the Snow Bone Grass.
