"Qing Ling, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Before Zhao Chen could react, Qing Shuang had already extended her slender jade hand and lightly tapped Qing Ling's fair forehead, chiding her, "Zhao Chen already has someone he loves. How could we do something like interfering in someone else's relationship? When it comes to love, it still depends on fate. What people like us should value more is diligent cultivation."
Although she had privately wondered what her ideal future husband might be like.
Once matters of the heart were openly discussed, however, she found it difficult to keep talking in that direction.
Perhaps it was still the shyness inherent to a young woman at work.
"Hehe, I was only asking."
Qing Ling blinked and said playfully, "Besides, it would be hard to find anyone in the entire Great Thousand World as young and powerful as Zhao Chen. If I don't seize the chance now, there'll be girls lining up in the future, as numerous as the stars. Wouldn't I regret it to death then?"
She muttered a few words, faintly revealing her true thoughts.
Honestly, she felt that no one could compare to the God Emperor before her.
Figures like the Flame Emperor and the Martial Ancestor were admired and revered by countless people, and even they looked up to them.
But they had certainly never entertained thoughts of romance with them.
The age gap between them was simply too great.
The God Emperor before them, however, belonged to the same generation as they did.
If there truly was a chance, why give him up and choose someone else who would be utterly outclassed?
Girls had a competitive spirit too.
Naturally, they still hoped their ideal husband would be one of a kind.
Zhao Chen merely smiled at her words.
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