Trash

"No, I don't want anyone. I just want my idol!"

Nan Gongli had been very interested in Jun Mohuang, who had blasted open the city gates, but this interest disappeared immediately after seeing Jun Jianlin.

Now that she had lost her idol and was lovesick, she had no mood to make friends.

Nan Gongjue continued, "What if Jun Mohuang's brother meets your requirements better than your husband?"

He had never seen Jun Jianlin before, so he had no idea if his appearance met Nan Gongli's standards.

It was just a last-ditch effort to divert Nangong Li's attention.

"Impossible. There can't be anyone better than my idol in this world!"

Nan Gongli immediately retorted insistently.

Her male idol didn't even have crooked eyebrows, eyes, and nostrils. He was the most perfect person she had ever seen in her life.

There was no one more perfect than him in this world!

"Big Brother is saying what if."

"Even so, I only want my idol!"