Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Ye Qing Luo wasn’t a lady who was pretentious.
It’s just that Di Mo Xuan’s sentence that contained the word “betrothal gift” got her fearful.
This wasn’t the first time Di Mo Xuan had touched on this topic with her.
There was a clear understanding in her mind that it was impossible to have a melodramatic relationship with the supreme overlord.
But….
Everyone would have a vain side.
She was a woman after all!
To hear such luring words coming out from an attractive suave man constantly…..
What would happen if she took it for real?
“Wouldn’t it be great if we just let it become the truth?” Di Mo Xuan suddenly approached close to her face and she could feel the soft warm breath on her fair skin.
That mild and moist touch gave Ye Qing Luo a small goose bump on her arm.
The petite body of her trembled lightly in his arms as her ears flushed into a bright red tone instantly.
Di Mo Xuan’s smile turned more intense upon seeing such reaction.
Ye Qing Luo’s cheeks blushed into the same colour as her ears when she heard his laughing voice.
How did he know what she was thinking?
And what did he mean by this?
Let it become the truth…… what the hell?
Gosh, could we not say words that will let people get the wrong idea?
Ye Qing Luo was secretly impressed by Di Mo Xuan’s skill of teasing girls.
Can’t let your thoughts run wild, can’t have any wild thoughts!
She tried to brainwash herself, took a deep breath and on spur of moment lifted her elbow as she raised her legs and kicked madly.
Di Mo Xuan seemed to be able to read her like a book.
He shifted his body slightly and with a grip of his arm, he blocked her advances with no effort.
To avail of this opportunity, her figure took a swirl and her long silken robe fluttered into the air that rippled down into a blooming rose.
Her wrist suddenly broke away from the restraint of Di Mo Xuan.
She retreated five steps away from him.
“I will keep the Glower Flame Fan, take it that I owe you one and I will return the favour in time to come!” Ye Qing Luo fiddled with the fan and clasped her palm and fist together fronting him.
She turned her back and headed towards the direction of the Heavenly Pagoda after she completed her sentence.
Di Mo Xuan’s pupils were dark as the ink slab, the arc of his lips and corner of his eyes seemed to deepen as he watched her back.
Everyone surrounding him held their breath as they observed his expression.
“You may rise.” Di Mo Xuan turned around calmly, the look on his face was restored back to his usual cold and distinguished style.
He gradually made his way to the main stage.
The three senior master immediately gave up their seats and stood to the side of the Overlord, cautiously waited for his further instructions.
Everyone had a question in their head.
How did the Overlord and Seventh Miss from the Ye Family know each other?
And their feelings towards each other were clearly more to this!
Ye Qing Qian, in particular, her face was completely aghast by what she had seen.
The previous time Ye Qing Luo had a piece of garment from Di Mo Xuan, she had already deduced their relationship.
But because she hadn’t seen them contacted each other lately and the hearsay from Yuchi Ya, she assumed that Di Mo Xuan’s interest was only temporarily.
Hence, she didn’t read too much into it.
But…..
Ye Qing Qian had seen it for herself….. Di Mo Xuan’s attitude towards Ye Qing Luo.
That look was overdosed with puppy love!
An notorious useless thing, what had she done to deserve his affection?
If there was someone that he would like, it should be her, Ye Qing Qian!
How could Ye Qing Luo match up with the Overlord?
The myriad of injustices in Ye Qing Qian’s heart made her set her mind to charm Di Mo Xuan to her side!
If she was able to snatch Leng Feng Hua from Ye Qing Luo, she could do the same with Di Mo Xuan!