"Ah, you're Junior Sister Xiaoling!"
A clear, bright voice suddenly cut in.
Ye Liyuan glided over, her steps light and graceful. The flutter of her skirt carried a delicate fragrance.
Her eyes curved into crescents and a sweet smile graced her lips as she stood intimately beside Pei Yuhang.
"I feel like I remember you. Since you and Ah Han are so close, please, don't worry and just accept it."
At the sight of Ye Liyuan approaching, Fan Lingling's hand trembled violently, her fingertips spasming uncontrollably.
She quickly lowered her gaze, hiding the complex emotions that flashed in her eyes. "Alright, thank you, Fairy Ye..."
"..."
Pei Yuhang keenly noticed Fan Lingling's reaction.
Though her reaction wasn't overly dramatic, Pei Yuhang could still tell—she was afraid of Liyuan!
'Liyuan, just what... are you?'
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze involuntarily turning to the Dao Companion beside him.
'This... lover who has slept beside me for countless nights.'
