Ning Yu Die looked at Luo Zheng, her gaze calm.
Xi Youqin covered her belly with one hand. Hearing Feng Ge's voice, she also raised her head and glanced at Feng Ge.
In the past, Xi Youqin would have responded with a bout of cold sarcasm. Any woman who came near Luo Zheng instinctively drew her hostility.
But after becoming pregnant, Xi Youqin's heart had settled considerably. This child had not come easily, and she did not want her emotions to fluctuate too wildly.
Feng Ge's expression was unexpectedly calm, but her exquisite eyes shimmered with stubborn determination.
Luo Zheng's performance in the Lineage Dragon Hall had left Feng Ge unable to save face, but she did not care about that. What she cared about was Luo Zheng's true feelings.
Feng Ge's eyelashes trembled faintly. She and Luo Zheng had not gotten along when they first met, but ever since their journey through the Dark Division, she had become enamored with that sense of security.
She also knew that, by comparison, the person Luo Zheng seemed to trust more was Ling Shuang. Thus, when it came to love, she had become even more aggressive and direct.
Luo Zheng said seriously, "Even if I like you, that doesn't mean you can treat Little Butterfly this way and lure her into compromising."
A trace of a smile appeared on Ning Yu Die's face. In the end, she hoped Luo Zheng would regard her as the most special one.
Xi Youqin quietly pursed her lips. She had fought with Ning Yu Die all her life, so she had more or less expected Luo Zheng's attitude.
There had originally been a hint of nervousness in Feng Ge's eyes. After hearing Luo Zheng's words, a touch of bashfulness appeared in them, and she merely said,