A slight smile curved her lips. "Ah Jue, is he more handsome, or is my husband more handsome?"
That smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, neither seductive nor alluring, yet it directly touched people's hearts and captivated their souls.
Such a smile and charm were something Jun Feijue had never seen before, and he was stunned for a moment.
He blurted out instinctively, "You..."
"Um."
This answer pleased Di Moyu greatly. He nodded slightly, his eyes softening, his smile deepening, and his thin lips parted slightly, his voice magnetic and clear, exuding irresistible charm.
"So, do you want him, or do you want your husband?"
Looking at the man's every smile and frown, Jun Feijue felt dizzy and his soul was immersed in that purple ocean.
He nodded vaguely, "You..."
"That…"
Di Moyu's smile deepened. He reached out and touched Jun Feijue's head, whispering in close breath, "If you want me as your husband, you can't have him. Are you willing?"
At this moment, Jun Feijue had already completely fallen under Di Moyu's allure and was completely unable to recover.
I just subconsciously followed along, answering, "I'm willing..."
"Cough cough cough..."
Just then, Chunhu Siqiong and Jun Weiyou, who had just received news that the two had woken up, arrived and witnessed this incredibly sweet and affectionate scene, which completely shattered their understanding of what a romantic relationship was like.
Di Moyu is definitely the super cunning type.
Turning her head to look at Feng Wuxi, whose features were almost distorted by jealousy and anger, Chunhu Siqiong couldn't help but shake her head and sigh softly.
This is completely on a different level.
You know, Di Moyu is incredibly strong and talented, but if you were even a little uglier or had an ordinary background, Feng Wuxi would still have a chance.
But unfortunately, Emperor Mo Yu is the super rich, handsome, and powerful man that all men in the world envy and resent. He has everything: status, position, strength, and good looks.
Even if this person has flaws such as being cunning, treacherous, petty, and extremely possessive, these are basically negligible under the dazzling aura!
"Hey, bro..."
Seeing Feng Wuxi's aggrieved and almost crying appearance, Chunhu Siqiong finally couldn't stand it anymore. She stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said, "Being weak is not your fault, but being weak and overestimating yourself is your fault."
"Pfft..."
That one sentence made Feng Wuxi's throat taste sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jun Weiyou: "..."
Looking at Chunhu Siqiong, who was completely bewildered, he sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
Are you sure this is meant to comfort someone, and not to hurt them?
Xiaoqiong and her owner are truly good friends; even their way of comforting each other is exactly the same—a heart-wrenching form of comfort.
Having won a great victory, Di Moyu, mindful of his status, did not make things difficult for Feng Wuxi. He merely gave him a cold glance before pulling Jun Feijue, who was still staring at him in a daze, past him.
In this situation, silence speaks louder than words, making it even more heartbreaking.
"Di Moyu, don't be smug. I just arrived later than you."
After finally catching his breath, Feng Wuxi clenched his fists and shouted at Di Moyu, "My talent is no less than yours. I will never give up. Even if my master doesn't want me, I will always follow him."
"oh."
Di Moyu didn't even turn his head, only giving a single syllable, which made Feng Wuxi so angry that he almost jumped up and down.
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