Han Luoli's deep, mysterious gaze fixed tightly on Ling Siyao for a long time, long enough for Gu Xiaoer's figure to disappear by the roadside.
The fluctuating emotions finally turned into a cold snort: "Ling Siyao, no matter how long it's been, you must realize one fact, she is my woman, and she even bore me a child. Do I need to remind you again who she loves?"
The one she loves...
"She loves you, but what about you? As far as I know, she's still divorced, why haven't you remarried? Is it because you don't dare or you can't? If I'm not mistaken, Master Qin over there... isn't easy to handle, is he..." Ling Siyao's somber eyes carried a trace of faint provocation, as he observed Han Luoli's increasingly darkening expression and broke into a smile.
"Han Luoli, bachelor, and she's unmarried, why don't I pursue her right in front of you and hold her in my arms?"
In a single sentence, the atmosphere within a ten-meter radius around the two dropped to freezing point.
