She hummed softly, and her fingertips tapped lightly on the other person's chest.
"It's not the kind of admiration a sister has for her brother; she loves you with a possessive desire. When she sees a woman by your side, she wants to eliminate every woman around you!"
As she spoke the latter part, images of the suddenly sinking cruise ship on the Wucha Sea surfaced in Lu Xiaoyou's mind.
Silu, who was matchmaking for her, was merely an accomplice. On Rhode Island, who wanted her life the most? Of course, it was none other than Long Xingkui!
Long Xiliang clasped Lu Xiaoyou's hand pressed against his chest. She looked up and saw that the man's gaze had turned cold.
Those pitch-black pupils were wrapped in ice, and even his complexion darkened a few shades.
"Xingkui..."
"You don't believe me?" Lu Xiaoyou interrupted his voice, questioning:
