Long Xiliang's deep voice drilled into Lu Xiaoyou's ear, "He better not be some illegitimate child of the Long Family, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Lu Xiaoyou sneered, "Are you going to destroy Miemie Dragon?"
Long Xiliang didn't directly answer Lu Xiaoyou's question, he only said:
"I don't want you to develop feelings for him."
Once feelings are established, it's hard to let go.
Lu Xiaoyou laughed, "Even feeding a stray cat on the street once would create feelings, this is called compassion."
The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You weren't like this before."
Lu Xiaoyou wasn't a woman who was overly emotional.
"You've transferred your unexercised maternal instincts to Miemie Dragon after losing your child."
Hearing Long Xiliang say this, Lu Xiaoyou took a deep breath.
Her delicate, petite face, with rosy cherry lips slightly pressed together, and thick eyelashes that trembled slightly like butterfly wings in the wind.
