Lin Li didn't expect Shengling Yao to come. She didn't expect Shengling Yao to care so much about that woman. She was so frightened that she could not say a word.

"I, I, not... It's not me...

Autumn Jiayi leans in the bosom of Shengling Yao. The nervousness and panic just now have been swept away. She found that as long as he was there, she could be at ease, as if she were not afraid of anything. She wants to rely more and more on Shengling. Although she knows she can't rely too much on him, she just wants to be with him uncontrollably.

"Not you, who is that?"...