Half an hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao sent the Black Dragon Saint Heir and others to his own villa.
Then he and Cheng Tianxue along with Su Ruobai returned and headed toward Villa No. 8.
On the quiet stone path.
Cheng Tianxue and Su Ruobai leaned against Zhang Xiaohao one on each side, looking blissful and sweet.
"Zhang Xiaohao, did you know? I really envy them!" Cheng Tianxue said softly, her lips slightly parted.
"Xue'er, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaohao asked softly, holding the two women tightly.
"Zhang Xiaohao, you tell me, how long have we known each other? From the first day we got the certificate until now, we've stumbled along. Don't you think you owe me and Ruobai something?" Cheng Tianxue looked closely at Zhang Xiaohao and asked.
Upon hearing Cheng Tianxue's words, Su Ruobai raised her big, shiny eyes, black and white, and looked at Zhang Xiaohao intently.
