"No matter who it is, in your eyes, it is just a tool for you to obtain or consolidate your power. Apart from power, you don't know what love is. Whether it is family affection, friendship or love, you have none."
"So this is the difference between ruthlessness and heartlessness." Ouyang Xi raised his eyebrows: "But how did you judge that I am a ruthless person? Maybe I haven't met him yet."
He paused and smiled evilly: "Maybe I met him, but I just didn't say it."
Ling Wu glanced at Ouyang Xi indifferently. After seeing Ouyang Xi's eyes, she suddenly laughed out loud: "Don't you ever tell me that I am the person you met?"
"Why not?" Ouyang Xi jumped up from the recliner, walked to Ling Wu, pinched her chin with his fingers, and stared into her eyes: "Don't you know how charming you are?"
Lingwu tilted her head and removed her chin from Ouyang Xi's fingers, and sneered: "I think your princess is more beautiful."
Ling Wu is right. In terms of appearance, Ouyang Xuanxuan is indeed much prettier than her.
Ouyang Xi chuckled: "No, it turns out that there are times when you are not confident, Ling Wu."
"Do you think I would be an insecure person?"
Ling Wu shook her head mockingly, looked at Ouyang Xi amusedly, raised her fingers and slid them across Ouyang Xi's cheeks. Her tall phoenix eyes contained a glamor and temptation that did not belong to a fifteen-year-old. When she saw Ouyang Xi, her eyes narrowed slightly.
After a while, he chuckled: "Do you think I will be an unconfident person?"
Ouyang Xi grabbed Ling Wu's finger and put it to his lips: "You are indeed not"
"But I don't have confidence in front of you," Ling Wu took her hand out of Ouyang Xi's palm without hesitation: "Because even the most beautiful person is just a tool to you."
A trace of imperceptible anger flashed in Ouyang Xi's eyes, and then he chuckled: "It seems that you have really seen through me."
His expression suddenly changed, and he looked directly at Ling Wu: "What kind of person is Nangong Xuan in your heart?"