"First, I didn't quite believe Bai Liyan's words, and second... Whether he's Xu Qingyang or A'Liang, in my eyes, they're the same person." Thinking of Su Molang, a hint of helplessness appeared in Qi Cheng's eyes.
Ji Yunhuan looked at him and said, "Qi Cheng, don't you find it ironic? You befriended Su Molang. Who knew that in the end, he wasn't the real Su Molang."
After all, the real Su Molang should be Su Longyan.
"Really?" Qi Cheng didn't quite agree with Ji Yunhuan's statement. "Whether he's Auntie's child or the eldest young master of the Su Family, I only know that the one who saved me was A'Liang, not Su Longyan."
"..." Ji Yunhuan looked at him and kissed him on the forehead. "I don't know whether to praise you or to mock you. Who would've thought that someone as cold as you would be so sentimental?"
