She had been waiting under the Qingmen for three hundred years, not daring to come forward and talk to the immortal young master. But she didn't know that these three hundred years were just the beginning of her bad fate with him.
She asked: Qiao Yan, do you know that I like you?
He replied: I know.
She also asked: Do you like me?
He glanced coldly at the short-legged but arrogant girl: I don't like it.
So decisive! What a shame! Dare to be angry but dare not speak out! She was discouraged. It was just a long journey to pursue her husband. She should ask again next month.
This entanglement has lasted for tens of millions of years, who is responsible for whom?