"Then I wish you the opposite of what you want," said Shen Qinghe, the corners of her lips slightly curved.
Nan Sheng sneered and repeated, "They are all mine, you can't take them from me!"
"Mm-hmm, except for Mr. Wuya, they are all yours," replied Shen Qinghe nonchalantly.
Nan Sheng immediately seized on the key point in Shen Qinghe's words, plotting in her heart, "You just reminded me. Mr. Wuya is the person you care about the most. If I take Mr. Wuya away from you..."
"It's not dark yet, I advise you to dream at night. Mr. Wuya isn't blind, how could he have eyes for you?" Shen Qinghe usually disliked such topics, but she wouldn't allow Nan Sheng to lay a finger on Mr. Wuya.
Mr. Wuya is worthy of the best woman in the Three Realms; Nan Sheng, with her fickle nature, what has she to match with Mr. Wuya?