Xia Qinglee slightly frowned as she looked at him. In her mind, she could not help but recall the scene of her chasing after Leng Aotian. She could not help but sigh.
The excitement on her shoulder tugged at her rationality, "To be able to hear such words from your mouth, it is truly an ancient legend. Let me tell you, if I find out that you have some bad intentions towards Yuvyuv, I will not hesitate to make you pay the price. "
Looking at the determination in the woman's eyes, her cold and arrogant smile became more and more arrogant, "Do you really think that you have any ability? You are just an adopted daughter of Lu family, and you have been hiding behind Qin Yuvyuv all this time. "
Xia Qinglee's face was cold and the pain coming from her shoulder was getting stronger and stronger. She could no longer bear it.