"Auntie."
"This is a very complicated question to explain."
Hearing Liu Mei'er's question, Ye Qiu's face showed nothing out of the ordinary.
He was merely stating a fact.
"In the past, I didn't know Erlong, but Erlong knew me. Now it's exactly the opposite. I know her, but she has only just met me."
"..."
Liu Mei'er was left somewhat confused by Ye Qiu's words.
"Heh—Auntie, to be honest with you."
Ye Qiu had no intention of hiding his abilities.
Perhaps Liu Mei'er felt her time was almost up.
Ye Qiu also wanted her to spend these final days a little happier. There was no need for her to worry about Liu Erlong, nor any need to fear the passing of her life.
When Liu Mei'er looked at Ye Qiu, her eyes rippling with a springlike softness, Ye Qiu had already withdrawn his gaze from Liu Mei'er and looked toward the direction Liu Erlong had left outside the door. With profound meaning and extreme solemnity, he said, "Auntie, in the future, Erlong will become a very powerful soul master. And she will also be one of my wives. We will love each other dearly, and she will get along very well with those sisters of hers."
Ye Qiu had no intention of lying. He even openly admitted that he would have multiple wives and concubines—and far more than that, even.
"Wh-what?"
The springlike softness in Liu Mei'er's eyes vanished in an instant, and she looked at Ye Qiu in surprise.
At this moment, she was completely at a loss.
She was not shocked by the so-called "one of my wives," nor by those so-called sisters of Erlong's, but by the future Ye Qiu spoke of.
Was this some new way of flirting with women?
Liu Mei'er did not understand. This