Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1084: Little Junjun~
"..."
Elder Ye was directly stunned and couldn’t turn his mind around.
He stared at Feng Liyan, dazed for a while, then blankly said, "...What, what did you say?"
"I said that the person the Little Princess loves is the reincarnation of the Soul-suppressing Beast, and the love between that human and the Little Princess can withstand trials. Demon Lord Nie Jiuque discovered early on that the soul fragment inside the Little Princess belongs to Immortal Shang Ying..." Feng Liyan earnestly and clearly repeated.
Elder Ye still hadn’t come around.
"...Little Princess and the Soul-suppressing Beast? How, how could this be..."
Elder Ye’s mind was a bit chaotic.
The Little Princess actually fell in love with the Soul-suppressing Beast?
How could it be?
"After discovering that person is the reincarnation of the Soul-suppressing Beast, I immediately brought the Little Princess back."
"Actually, I didn’t see the Demon Lord myself, it was the Little Princess who saw him, but the Demon Lord didn’t dare to recognize her..."
Elder Ye’s face turned slightly pale, looking at a destroyed pavilion dozens of meters outside the hall, murmuring, "Something’s wrong...something’s going wrong..."
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Wen Xiao’ai sat by the bed, her little hands grasping one of Ye Qi’s hands, her face full of unresolved worry, seemingly worried not just for the person before her but also for the one in her heart.
Just unsure of who she’s more worried about.
She glanced at Ye Qi, couldn’t help picking up her phone and dialing the only number saved in it.
But the phone couldn’t receive any signal, the call simply wouldn’t go through.
No network, she couldn’t even send a WeChat message, nor receive any information.
Jun Moyan, you must not be in trouble.
You must wait for me, I will definitely come back to find you.
Wen Xiao’ai stared at the familiar number on the phone screen, her fingertips stroking the name label, looking at the words "Little Junjun," a sour feeling rose uncontrollably in her heart.
When Jun Moyan saved his number for her, he typed "Jun Moyan" but then deleted it, asking her what name to save.
She blurted out "Jun Moyan" but quickly changed it to "Little Junjun."
She didn’t see how Jun Moyan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed in dissatisfaction when she said "Jun Moyan," nor how the corners of his lips slightly lifted when she said "Little Junjun."
Wen Xiao’ai felt poisoned.
Poisoned by something called "Jun Moyan," and without him, she would die.
It’s really not an exaggeration, it’s really like this.
This poison can’t be cured, and she doesn’t want it to be cured.
She really has never missed someone so much in less than twelve hours of separation.
It’s truly the kind of missing that makes you want to cry.
It seems she isn’t just sticking to Jun Moyan; she’s genuinely unable to live without him.
Wen Xiao’ai’s nose twitched, and tears welled up.
She lowered her eyes, looking at the phone, feeling particularly bad.
"Xiao’ai..."
A sudden voice pulled back Wen Xiao’ai’s thoughts.
She instinctively raised her eyes to look at Ye Qi, and her action of putting away the phone carried a bit of panic and guilt.
Why panic and guilt? Because Feng Liyan had repeatedly said that mentioning Jun Moyan in front of Ye Qi would hurt him.
He would be upset.
Wen Xiao’ai knew this too, as she had relied on Ye Qi a lot before, but now with Jun Moyan, Brother Ye Qi would certainly feel lost.
"Xiao’ai..."
Ye Qi tightly held her small hand, Wen Xiao’ai looked at Ye Qi who hadn’t yet awakened but started calling her name.
Suddenly felt particularly sorry for him.
