Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat, and just as he hesitated about whether to speak or not, Liu Tingyu sat in front of Ling Feng, took his hand, and said, "Ling Feng, do you still remember the promise we made in the hotel?"
"Our meeting was a bond granted by heaven, and since that's the case, we shouldn't fail to cherish this bond!" Liu Tingyu said softly, "That was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard in my life. I felt that even if I were to die, I would surely die happy!"
Ling Feng frowned, "What are you talking about dying for? I won't let you die; who dares to take you away?"
Liu Tingyu, holding Ling Feng's hand tightly, said, "Ling Feng, how about I tell you a story?"
Before Ling Feng could say anything, Liu Tingyu began speaking on her own.
