"But this matter, I must do it." He looked at her seriously and said slowly.
Mu Yiliang inexplicably felt a heavy weight in her heart.
She regretted slightly why she had brought up this topic!
"If it must be done, then you can only try your best to do it." She thought for a moment and said.
He chuckled softly, but the sound was filled with deep bitterness.
"You're right." The man nodded slightly, speaking word by word, "It's a pleasure to know you, Lady Mu."
Such a calm tone, yet it sounded so heavy and sorrowful.
Mu Yiliang stared at him, as if trying to imprint his image firmly in her heart.
She suddenly realized that those icy chills seemed to have returned, once again enveloping him, sealing his world completely.
Without the slightest trace of melting.
Mu Yiliang felt a stabbing pain in her heart. She clearly hated this feeling, but why deep down, did she still hold curiosity and expectation.
Even, she couldn't help wanting to know more about him.
