Will she be Ling Qing Luo?

  That necklace is almost identical to the one he saw back then!

  All made of the finest "Pigeon Blood Red" rubies, Angel's Left Wing!

  Above, there is also a shallow "fall" word!

  He stared blankly at Mu Zhiyao for a few seconds before recklessly speeding home.

  A beautiful drift, the car stopped in front of the villa. He opened the passenger door and directly carried Mu Zhi Tai into his arms.

  He gazed lovingly at the peerless beauty in his arms, a faint smile playing on his lips.

  From the moment he met her, he felt she was just like Ling Qingluo!

  "Master." She carried Mu Zhi into the villa, and the servants on both sides saw him coming in, all bowing to her.

  He didn't respond and carried Mu Ziyu up the stairs.

  "Sister, sister, I really miss you..." Mu Zhi's hands wrapped around Nangong Dudu's neck, and a rare, charming smile appeared on her absolutely beautiful face.

  She is really beautiful in the morning dew.

  Her skin was as white as sheep's fat, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it could be blown away. Her cherry-red lips were raised in a very slight smile. Like a green lotus, she had a beauty that was untouched by the world.

  Nangong Duchen stared at her in a daze. His fingers slid across her delicate cheek.

  Is this stunning beauty the same girl from back then, who shared an uncanny resemblance with her?

  The next day.

  She gently pressed her temples and slightly furrowed her brow after Mo Zhi had left.

  Inadvertently, she revealed a rarely seen vulnerability.

  Last night, she drank too much wine, so this morning when she woke up, her head was throbbing with pain. She shook her head, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, unintentionally revealing a hint of weakness. She slowly opened her eyes.

  She looked around, everything made her feel extremely strange.

  Where is this place? Mo Zhi got up and was about to go out.

  "Alright, just lie down properly." Nangong Duchen pushed open the door, holding a bowl of hangover soup in his hand.

  Helpless, he could only lie down quietly.

  Nangong Duchen sat down beside her. She took the sobering soup handed to her by Nangong Duchen. She looked at Nangong Duchen with a surprised and delighted expression, unable to understand the doting love in his eyes.

  I really can't understand!

  "Xiao Er." He softly called out to her.

  "Chen Shao, what is it that you really want to ask?" Mu Zhi Tai retorted.

  She always felt that Nangong Dudou must have gotten his nerves crossed today.

  He actually called her "Xiao Er"!

  "Xiao Er, are you Ling Qing Luo?" Nan Gong Du Chen looked into her eyes.

  Mei Zhi's heart skipped a beat. Nan Gong Du Chen, what did he know?! She pretended to be calm and took a sip of the sobering soup, saying: "I'm not."

  Nangong Duchen gazed at her inquiringly: "Isn't that so? Then where did the necklace on your neck come from?"

  Mo Zhi splashed water and stretched out his hand to touch the necklace, suddenly enlightened.

  No wonder!

  No wonder he suspected who she was! It turned out to be because of this necklace! She clenched the necklace in her hand. She shouldn't have worn it!

  "Don't force me, I don't want to say."

  How could she tell him?

  What's going on?!

  "Why? Are you Qingluo's, aren't you? Why won't you admit it?" Nangong Duchen looked at her with a bitter smile.

  She remained unmoved and coldly spat out two words: "Sorry."

  "You don't want to say it's fine. I have another question. Do you still have a sister? What is her name? What was your original name?" Nan Gong Du Chen stared tightly at her eyes.

  "Who is it? Who told you?!" Her eyes were filled with astonishment.