Princess Against the World

"It's not that he forced me, but everything I have now is thanks to him!" Shang He bit his lip and whispered bitterly.

Dingdang looked at her with burning eyes, "You... hate him?"

"He has always wanted my life. Do you think...should I hate him?"

"..."

Shang He gritted his teeth and roughly explained the grudge between himself and Xing Jun.

Ding Dongting's eyes flickered and his expression changed.

It wasn't until she finished speaking that she sighed quietly: "About Xingjun... I did hear some bad rumors, but I didn't expect... that he would be so cruel to his granddaughter..."

"Sister Dingdang, do you know him?"

"...I know you, I've heard of it!" Dingdang's face changed instantly, and he forced a smile: "I didn't expect that there are actually people who look alike in the world..."

"Isn't it strange that we look alike? What's strange is that we all seem to have met together in recent times... Sister Dingdang, don't you think this is amazing?"

"...It's indeed magical!"

Dingdang's eyes flickered, and he slowly stared at where Ling Luoyu was.

"By the way, how come Miss Ling is with such a group of people in the middle of the night? And...it seems like she is practicing?"

"I really don't know... I just know that they are practicing! However, these are troubled times, with heroes outside fighting for hegemony, and the storm is rising. Any sect may be involved, so it is still necessary to find some ways to protect yourself. !”

Shang He raised his head, glanced at it indifferently, and raised his eyebrows indifferently.

"Forget it, it's not our business anyway... Sister Dingdang, let's go back. It's getting dark. We can have breakfast when we get back!"

Dingdang glanced in Ling Luoyu's direction again, responded to Shang He, and turned to leave with her.

During breakfast, Ling Luoyu appeared on time, feeling refreshed and not looking like he had stayed up all night.

Zhao Chan served everyone the porridge and arranged the dishes, then took a black bag and placed it in front of Dingdang.

Dingdang suddenly paused while drinking the porridge, and subconsciously looked at Zhaochan: "What is this?"

"This is the arrangement our wife has prepared for you, girl!"

Yang Bing and Shang He, who were sitting at the same table, both had expressions unchanged, while Ruan Qing raised his head in surprise and looked at Ling Luoyu with a strange expression, biting the spoon and saying nothing.

Dingdang bit her lips and pushed the brocade bag back: "Miss Ling, you saved my life. I'm so grateful. How dare I ask for your money again..."

"Miss Dingdang, to be honest, my brother told me about you..."

Ling Luoyu drank the porridge without raising his head and sat with his eyes lowered.

"I mean - NO!!"

Ruan Qingyou looked at Dingdang, but still did not speak.

Yang Bing and Shang He, on the other hand, seemed to have not heard their conversation and still lowered their heads to eat.

Dingdang's face was a little ugly, but he still pushed the bag back a little: "Miss Ling, whether I stay or not, I won't ask for your money..."

"Then you want my seat?" Ling Luoyu Youran raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as knives: "Miss Dingdang, how can you allow others to snore on the side of the bed? Especially next to me, Ling Luoyu, let alone Allow other women to look at you with eager eyes..."

Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly looked at Ruan Qing, half-smiling.

"Miss Qing must feel deeply about this!"

Ruan Qing's expression changed instantly, he threw his chopsticks with a bang, got up and left with a black face.