"Muyue..."
Lan Deyong whispered the name of the woman he loved. His time with Longlan had been merely to facilitate Jia Lingyun's plans. Perhaps there had been a flicker of genuine affection at the beginning, but it was just that—a flicker. Especially after learning of Longlan’s sordid, secret involvement with Wu Ai, even that trace of affection had vanished entirely.
Lan Deyong’s gaze drifted involuntarily toward Muyue. Even behind her black veil, Muyue felt his eyes on her, and she instinctively lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze directly.
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