"This," Qing Ye started, stunned. The white-haired woman was equally taken aback, her icy gaze locked onto him. Feeling the chill of her stare, Qing Ye shivered. He hurriedly tried to defend himself. "Don't spout nonsense, Brother Fang! I, Qing Ye, have always been a very devoted man! And besides! And you—" He desperately wanted to retort: *You're the one who's devoted? Duanmu Baixue, Lin Xueyan, Zhao Shimai, and there's Meng Yao too! You call that devotion?*
But he was interrupted—not by Fang Chen, but by the white-haired woman.
"Please continue, Young Master Fang. I’d love to hear what other lovers he has," she said coldly. The tone made Qing Ye tremble. Fang Chen was surprised; he hadn't expected the woman to be so domineering. What was even stranger was that they hadn't known each other long, yet they seemed so deeply in love.
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