This is simply spoiling, in Bu Tingyue's eyes, this is a feeling that should not exist.
"There's nothing we can do, we're rich after all," Bu Huoran said innocently.
"..."
"Oh."
"I have nothing to say, I'll continue reading."
...
In the inn's private room, there were still many feelings of reluctance on Song Yinghan's face. Her beautiful and elegant eyes showed a hint of sadness, with a faint scent of rouge spreading everywhere, accompanied by a light floral fragrance.
"We finally have to part ways..." Song Yinghan held Yuchi's hand, showing some grievance and reluctance.
"Yes."
Yuchi comforted her, "Don't worry, three years will pass quickly. After three years, I will definitely come to the Star Observing Platform. At that time, with just a bit of effort, you can make your father surrender. After that, you can come to Ascension Gate to cultivate and help me take care of the younger disciples."
"Alright."
