The man in front of him just looked at her coldly. There was no desire in his cold eyes. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse. "That woman just now, I like her very much."

Perhaps the other party is a stranger, Ye Miao suddenly had the impulse to tell the stranger everything. He used the word with patience, but felt vaguely in his heart, maybe not only like it.

His feelings for her may not be as simple as his liking for her.

"The woman just now? But she called your brother?" The woman was surprised. "Do you like your sister?"

Ye Miao didn't answer, but took out...