Ling Luo rolled her eyes, it turned out that Ji Liuli was here to sow discord between her and Yu.
"Senior Sister Ji, I think you must have made a mistake. What Mr. Luo saw was his deceased wife. Luo'er just happened to look somewhat similar to Mr. Luo's deceased wife."
Want to drive a wedge between her and Yu? Go ahead and dream!
In this world, there are many women who covet her Yu. If everyone can alienate their feelings by just saying a few words, how will they live in the future?
"Dead wife?" Ji Liuli was stunned, her eyes full of doubts, "But what I saw was clearly your appearance, Miss Ling."
Ling Luo snorted coldly and said: "The Tianyuan Continent is so vast and has billions of people. Even if people are similar, it wouldn't be surprising."
A trace of panic flashed in Ji Liuli's eyes, but she calmed down and then said: "Miss Ling, you are not the one who lied like this. I clearly heard that Mr. Luo kept calling your name."
Ling Luo's face turned cold and she scolded: "Ji Liuli, don't talk nonsense!"
It's time to stop trying to sow discord with other people's fiancés. Why are you so pushy?
"Talking nonsense?" Ji Liuli laughed strangely, looked at Ling Luo with an almost strange look, and said, "Then let me tell you in detail, how did I lie?"
Ling Luo's face was livid, and his chest was heaving with anger.
"That day, Mr. Luo entered the illusion of this young lady and saw a woman and a child. That woman looked exactly like you, Miss Ling."
Ji Liuli paused and said, "Oh, no, Mr. Luo should have seen two women. One was wearing a red gauze dress with a priest's crown on her head, and the other was wearing a green Xiang skirt with the same hairstyle as Miss Ling.
You are exactly the same, with an emerald hairpin hanging sideways in your bun."
Ling Luo's heart "thumped" as an ominous premonition emerged from the bottom of her heart, her face turned from ashen to pale, and her palms were covered with a layer of cold sweat.
"It's strange to say that I have been manipulating this illusion for many years, but I have never encountered such a situation. Mr. Luo, one moment called A Li to the woman in red gauze and a priestess with pearls and green crowns, and the next to the woman in green Hunan skirt.
The woman’s name is Luo’er.”
Ji Liuli chuckled lightly, with a sarcastic look on her lips, and said, "At that time, I thought A-Li was Miss Ling's nickname for you."
Ling Luo couldn't help but tighten her fists, and her heart felt as if she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. The taste was difficult to distinguish and the five flavors were mixed.
She had entered Ji Liuli's dream and saw only one person she loved most, and that was Xuanyuan Yu.
If A Li and Xun'er can still make excuses, why would he appear in Luo Ge's fantasy?
She can't understand! She doesn't want to understand either!
She has Yu, and it is enough for her to have Yu.
Thinking of Xuanyuan Yu, Ling Luo turned her head and looked at his perfectly contoured profile and his slowly narrowed black eyes full of displeasure, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
He heard it and cared about it, or... he cared about it very much.
"Yu..." Ling Luo called him softly and subconsciously held his arm, her voice full of uncertainty.
"It's okay." Xuanyuan Yu sighed softly, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed Ling Luo's furry little head, with a gentle arc at the corner of his lips, "That day at the Sky Arena, you fainted and were sent to the medical treatment.
I couldn't enter the room, so I went to watch the game when I was bored. I was watching the battle between Ji Liuli and Luo."