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The Ghost King's Wife is Sassy and Beautiful
Chapter 445 - 445: I Chose My Man, I Trust Him!Chapter 445: I Chose My Man, I Trust Him!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
MO Beiyuan did know the person in front of him, Princess Qingli of Dajing, but he could not remember when he had become so familiar with such a woman.
“Why would I come to see you?’
Princess Qingli’s elegant face revealed a bitter smile. “It’s alright, I know.”
MO Beiyuan frowned.
What the hell was this woman talking about?
Why did she keep saying things that he did not understand?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYun Ran continued to smile. As a woman, she naturally knew what this woman meant.
She said some ambiguous words, wanting to tell others that her relationship with MO Beiyuan was not ordinary.
This person’s cultivation was not shallow!
At the very least, it was much more powerful than MO Beiyuan’s previous rotten romantic entanglements.
As a result, a straight man like Xuanyuan Yu fell for it.
“MO Beiyuan! Who is this woman? Don’t tell me you don’t know her? Even if you’re lying, someone has to believe you!’
MO Beiyuan’s temper was not very good. At least, he did not have the patience to deal with such a scene now. He frowned unhappily. “She’s Princess Qingli of Dajing.”
They knew each other, but they were not close at all!
He did not know why this woman was pretending to be close to him.
Xuanyuan Yu: “Wait, Dajing’s Princess Qingli? The mother of the little brat who threw mud at our Sweetcake! Great! So they’re old acquaintances!’
Previously, Sweetcake had been bullied. Now, he felt that Yun Ran had been wronged. Coupled with that, Xuanyuan Yu’s “gentle and refined” temper rose again.
Yun Ran glanced at the woman and had no intention of avoiding her gaze. Instead, she raised her chin at the woman and smiled beautifully.
Then, she stuffed the Sweetcake in her arms to MO Beiyuan. “You carry your daughter.”
The little packrat was also very awesome and exciting. She called him daddy in MO Beiyuan’s arms.
After Yun Ran handed the little packrat to MO Beiyuan, she walked towards the woman. The two of them were still a distance away, but the woman’s guards had the intention to stop her from moving forward.
But how could those guards be a match for Yun Ran?
In terms of cultivation, Yun Ran had an absolute advantage.
Those guards could not stop her at all.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYun Ran dodged the guards and arrived in front of the woman. Then, she leaned forward and said in a low voice, “These tricks of yours are useless against me. Not to mention that there’s nothing between him and you, even if there was anything between you before, it’s all in the past. Do you think I care? Or do you think I’ll have a feud with him because of your words?”
Yun Ran had lived a clear life all these years.
One sentence was enough to wake the world up!
MO Beiyuan’s identity and cultivation level were hankered after by a few young ladies. Yun Ran felt that this was nothing.
It was normal for people to like and hate one another in this world.
She also believed that since MO Beiyuan said that she was the only one, it was impossible for him to be entangled with another woman.
Clearly, what MO Beiyuan had just shown was that he was not familiar with Princess Qingli.
However, Princess Qingli was deliberately saying some ambiguous words. Then, she could not say that she was innocent.
“I chose the man myself. I believe him!’
Mu Qingli did not expect that she would be taught a lesson by a woman from a lowly and declining aristocratic family..