The wind rose, rustling through the leaves. His unbound black hair fluttered in the breeze, lending him an even more carefree air. Jun Mohan smiled gently, like a warm spring breeze. Dressed in white, he seemed almost celestial as he murmured softly, “Li’er...”
Awakening from her dream, Chu Yeli heard a voice calling beside her and abruptly sat up. She opened her eyes, their lively light spilling forth. A ripple passed through her clear gaze, but no one was there. Her delicate brows drew together, and she sighed, “No matter how far you go, to the ends of the earth, if you fall in love, then I’ll love you to the very end...”
The cold man restrained the murderous aura around him. His enchanting smile concealed a hint of sorrow as he lowered his head to gaze at the exquisitely beautiful woman before him. Luo Jingshang said gently, “If he is the one you love, then I’ll stay by your side and watch over you in silence...”
