C135 Disaster

Wu Pingfan remained silent. He had only spent a month with the flower, yet he had grown fond of her in that short time.

Hua Jiaojiao noticed his furrowed brow and was somewhat perplexed. Despite his naturally detached demeanor, he was a man of deep affection and loyalty, which contradicted the predictions of the divination.

Could it be that he, outwardly cold and indifferent