Ling Yun blinked his eyes and raised a finger with a smile: "If you want Lingwu to be obedient, only one person can do it."
Li Yan knew who Ling Yun was talking about, but he still asked in a deep voice: "Who?"
"Ouyang Xi"
Ling Yun shook his upright fingers, and the sweet smile on his face became even more serious: "Ling Wu once said something a long time ago, and I still remember it."
"Oh?" A smile appeared in Li Yan's eyes. He could vaguely guess what Ling Yun wanted to do.
"In this world, no one can hurt others' hearts, but people can only hurt their own hearts."
After Ling Yun said that sentence with a smile, he pleated his lips slightly: "Now, for Ling Wu, Ouyang Xi and her are the same as her, then Ouyang Xi can hurt her heart."
Li Yan suddenly sneered and looked at Ling Yun sarcastically: "You may have forgotten something. In Ouyang Xi's heart, Ling Wu is heavier than his life, how could she hurt her heart?"
"That's just that Uncle Li, you have never loved anyone," Ling Yun looked directly into Li Yan's eyes and said leisurely: "It is because he loves Lingwu that he hurts Lingwu."
"Love is not only love, but also contains more jealousy and selfishness."
Ling Yun suddenly giggled twice, then raised the index finger of another hand, and touched each other's fingers.
Yanran smiled: "If Ouyang Xi thought Lingwu had changed her mind and what would happen after she fell in love with Nangong Xuan? Even if he didn't kill Lingwu, he would have done a lot of things that made Lingwu give up on him.
Things, without heart, Lingwu will only be left with Youli Realm.”
Li Yan stared at Ling Yun's two fingers and suddenly stopped talking
A lot of love is indeed not as good as jealousy
Walking to Lingyun, he patted her shoulder gently: "It seems that it is indeed right to accept you, and I will leave this matter to you."