"The sister of Monarch Yuehan..."
Li Changqing looked somewhat surprised at the silver-haired girl.
In his heart, there was a stirring sensation.
The feeling was quite mysterious.
It was as if he was truly very familiar with this woman.
What exactly was going on?
Seeing Li Changqing's expression was a bit off, Mu Qingge glanced at Yue Qingwu, then at Li Changqing, and couldn't help but murmur, "I thought Mr. Changqing was a man whose heart remains still before beauties, yet it seems not!"
Clearly, he hadn't shown such an expression when he first met her.
"Not really." Li Changqing heard Mu Qingge's somewhat sarcastic comment and couldn't help but smile wryly, truly because he felt an inexplicable sense of closeness from Yue Qingwu.
It was indeed strange.
Even if there were a blood relation, there shouldn't be such a strong feeling.
There are many people in this world with blood relations, yet none seem to be like him.
