"Are you Pu'er?" After asking, Xuan Zhi shook her head and clicked her tongue, though her eyes were filled with contempt.
"Exactly." Pu'er nodded, "Are you coming out to kill me?" He wore a smile, brimming with confidence.
"No, I just really understand why Jiang Li would fall in love with you, given that you look like an ancient-style handsome man from a television drama. Speaking so elegantly, I'm afraid the history in the real world is quite different?" Xuan Zhi raised her eyebrows, seemingly thoughtful.
"Is it necessary to ask these questions now?" Qian Cangyi glanced at Xuan Zhi.
"What if their old love rekindles?" Xuan Zhi turned her head, "Maybe we don't need to be at each other's throats, after all, he's not our target."
Jiang Li heard this question, did not refute, nor did she make any promises. She looked at Pu'er standing at the restaurant door, her expression somber and her eyes full of sorrow, like someone who had lost all hope.
