As the battlefield of the "Divine King Incident" a few days ago, Dragon Burying City was severely damaged, originally being a Disaster Zone, now it's full of ruins and debris.
Steel fras protrude outside, and the buildings are all riddled with holes.
The mighty convoy rolls over the dilapidated roads, making its way to the only relatively intact mansion in the city center.
This mansion was originally the villa of a chief of anti-governnt ard forces, but was confiscated after Dragon Burying City was liberated.
This ti, the "Divine King Incident" fortunately didn't affect it, thus it beca the place for Zhao Ji and Qing Lan's advancent.
The black convoy, resembling a long dragon, stops, and the guards get out of the cars first, scattering around to keep watch.
Once everything is settled, Shen Lingshuang finally gets out of the car, dashing to the back row, opening the car door.
As the car door opens, a boot-clad foot steps out, crushing the glass shards on the ground with a nerve-grating crunch, and Qiu Tu, clad in a black uniform, steps down from the car.
At this mont, on the rooftop of a third-floor section of the mansion, Zhao Ji and Qing Lan are watching the scene unfold from afar.
Qing Lan clicks her tongue twice, then says, "I must say, Qiu Tu really does have a good look. Not only is he handso, but he's got an extraordinary aura. No wonder he can attract so many won."
Speaking of which, Qing Lan seems to think of sothing, turns to Zhao Ji beside her, and says, "Sister Zhaoji, you must be very careful."
"I feel like Qiu Tu has had his eye on you for a long ti. He might just be plotting sothing against you."
"Be careful not to let him deceive you emotionally."
Perhaps because of Qing Lan's eye-pleasing talent, Zhao Ji rarely maintains a good attitude toward her.
Upon hearing Qing Lan's warning, Zhao Ji's face, as delicate as a painted picture, displays a cold, clear expression. She looks down at Qing Lan briefly, then finally says, "Don't worry, I'll be careful."
Upon hearing Zhao Ji's words, Qing Lan acknowledges her, just about to relax.
Yet, Zhao Ji coolly adds, "However, although he's a jerk, he hasn't deceived anyone emotionally."
"His affection for everyone is genuine."
Qing Lan: ???
At that mont, Qing Lan almost thought she had misheard. She turned her head, looking shocked at Zhao Ji.
Already particularly beautiful, Zhao Ji has ascended to Heavenly God, and is even more impossibly beautiful.
Just standing there, her graceful and elegant posture resembles a solitary, towering ice mountain, every line conveying chill and nobility.
Every ti she sees Zhao Ji, Qing Lan imagines wanting to be equally beautiful in the next life.
But upon hearing Zhao Ji's words at this mont, Qing Lan's desire evaporates: she feels Zhao Ji's beauty might actually be brain-swapped.
After all, Qiu Tu is such a jerk, yet Zhao Ji still clears him of bla?
While internally ridiculing, Qing Lan tentatively remarks, "How could it not be considered deception?"
"He originally got together with Tang Feifei. Later, he t Larilo, Lin Xi, even you...."
"If he truly likes you all, he could entirely break up first, then pursue you all."
"But he didn't. Instead, he chose to cheat. If this isn't emotional deception, what is?"
Upon hearing Qing Lan's words, Zhao Ji's eyelashes tremble lightly, resembling ice crystals gently swaying in dawn's light.
She coldly glances at Qing Lan, then says, "We cannot deprive him of his right to like others just because he likes himself."
"Moreover... he doesn't just like us. He clearly likes everyone, justifying his cheating."
"If he's the type to love one and forget one, why bother cheating?"
"Hence, this is a paradox."
Listening to Zhao Ji's logically coherent words, Qing Lan is utterly befuddled.
She doesn't know how to respond for a mont.
Moreover! She feels these words shouldn't co from Zhao Ji's mouth at all. When did Zhao Ji lose her clarity!
Indeed, as she recalled this idea, Zhao Ji's lips slightly curved upward, then she suddenly added, "These words were told to by my sister."
Qing Lan is stunned, almost not reacting in ti, then quickly looks up at Zhao Ji.
And then she sees Zhao Ji coldly watching Qiu Tu, who is steadily walking up, then lightly adds, "At that ti, I was just as shocked as you."
"Therefore, I've constantly warned myself not to beco like my sister."
"Hopefully, that conversation also serves you a warning."
After speaking, Zhao Ji turns and heads downstairs, evidently preparing to welco Qiu Tu.
Soon, only Qing Lan remains on the rooftop.
Qing Lan's mouth slowly gapes open, remaining wide for a long ti.
She genuinely didn't expect Zhao Ji to deliver such a reversal to her.
However, thinking about it now, Zhao Ji indeed isn't the type to be clueless.
In Qing Lan's heart, Zhao Ji has always been that type of strong woman, a master character, standing independently in the world, how could she be troubled by the mundane?
Like a jerk like Qiu Tu, Zhao Ji must have seen through him entirely long ago, without a hint of attraction!
Thinking this, Qing Lan suddenly feels as if she's found a comrade on the unified front.
She adorably turns around, her delicately sculpted face full of pride, 'Hmph! Surely, it's you and Sister Zhaoji who are the clearest people in this world!'
'Plus, with Sister Zhaoji's protection, I certainly won't fall into the hands of that jerk Qiu Tu.'
'I must learn from Sister Zhaoji, striving to beco like her!'
anwhile, as Zhao Ji finishes advising Qing Lan, she is leisurely moving down the stairs.
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