"Hehe, true enough. These past two years, I've slowly started to feel it too. Dad, you were right. Actually, I just want to live a quiet, peaceful life…"
As she said this, Wu Mengting couldn't help thinking of Chen Tianlong.
Even though she said that, she still felt that if Chen Tianlong wasn't by her side, then living had no meaning.
"Thinking about that kid Chen Tianlong again, huh? Ai, what is love in this world, that it makes people pledge life and death to each other!" Wu Jian didn't say much more. Love could make people blind, but at the same time, love was the driving force for some people's entire lives.
His daughter had obviously been poisoned by love to the bone; she was probably beyond saving.
After the two of them had eaten for a while, Wu Mengting's face suddenly turned pale. The Demonic Qi flared up again. A wave of tearing, soul‑rending pain made it hard for her even to breathe.
