บท 437: Chapter 437: Lu Yin, Where Are You Hurt?_1

Lu Yin, Qiao An… a little boy.

A complex undertow swirled in the depths of his eyes as his gaze slowly moved downward to rest on Little Nuomi's face.

He had felt a sense of familiarity with Little Nuomi, as if he had met her somewhere before.

He had asked Little Nuomi if they had met before.

How had she answered at the time?

"Beautiful appearances are countless, and good-looking people always resemble each other somewhat."

The little one's words echoed in his mind.

Similar?

Little Nuomi was clearly that little boy who had disguised himself as a girl!

At that time, she had called him a weirdo!

So, Qiao An had been meeting with Lu Yin right under his nose all along.

And he, foolishly duped, rushed to her side the first chance he got, worried about her safety.

Heh…

Scene after scene of the past now transformed into invisible slaps, fiercely striking his face.

Mu Jingxi, how foolish you are.

No wonder Qiao An was so defiant; perhaps in her heart, he was nothing but a fool?