After everyone dispersed, Nalan Ling approached Che Yue. Nalan Ling glanced at Che Yue and saw that his expression had returned to normal. She patted Ting Qingyu on the shoulder reassuringly, "Don't worry, he is normal."
, let’s go back first and discuss the rest later!”
Ting Qingyu nodded solemnly. He would leave Changbi Hall tomorrow. He might never come back, right?
"Yu'er, I'm worrying you..."
"Don't be stupid, have a good rest... Ling, is he really okay? But Che suddenly became ill..." Ting Qingyu was a little worried, fearing that as soon as she left, Che Yue would become the same as before.
"Miss Ting, please don't worry. I'll stay here for the night and keep an eye on this brat." A carefree voice came from the door. Ting Qingyu looked outside in surprise. It was Ye Qitian, and he didn't leave.[
With this, Ting Qingyu felt relieved that there were still some things to resolve, so she comforted Che Yue and returned to Hidden Phoenix Pavilion.
But my heart still felt like it was stuffed with something, and I couldn't breathe.
If something happens to Cheyue again, what should I do?
Why……
In the Hidden Phoenix Pavilion, Ting Qingyu looked sad, while Nalan Ling was packing her luggage. She would most likely stay in Taoyuan Town with those beautiful men, while Ting Qingyu... might follow Che Yue, Ye Qitian, etc.
Can we find another place?
"Qingyu, are you really not with us?" Nalan Ling folded all her clothes into the package.
Ting Qingyu nodded, her pink face slightly red, "Che doesn't want me to be with those men, for fear that they will always have hope in me."
"Hey, you really value sex over friends. I won't force you anyway. It would be a bit inappropriate if you live with a lot of beautiful men." Nalan Ling said with a smile, but saw a little light appear on the terrace.
, in an instant, the light formed a young man in white. Nalan Ling was startled, and his eyes condensed.
Ting Qingyu stood up curiously and took a look outside. It turned out to be the Silver God whom he had not seen for many days!
Yin Shen was looking at Ting Qingyu and Nalan Ling coldly. His face was still cold and arrogant as usual, but Ting Qingyu always felt something strange.