With a soft snort, Mo Ye turned her head.
Naturally, Mo Ye did not believe anything Wu Su Su had said.
She refused to believe that when Tian Fang, Jiang Yuni, and Bai Jiu Yi competed for the position of First Wife, Wu Su Su would really hold back!
Wait... where was Bai Jiu Yi?
She had clearly sensed Bai Jiu Yi's presence when she came to Clear Moon Mountain, but whether during the wedding procession or now during the presentation of gifts, she had not appeared.
Where had she gone?
Mo Ye certainly did not believe Bai Jiu Yi was some broad-minded woman.
After all, as long as one was a woman, who would not want to fight for a little more when it came to matters of "love"? Not to mention that she belonged to the Nine-tailed Sky Fox clan, which cultivated the Dao through love.
Bai Jiu Yi was definitely preparing something. Perhaps she would not ruin this wedding, just like Yuni and Su Su. They only wanted to make him uncomfortable, not truly put him in a difficult position.
But Bai Jiu Yi absolutely would not let this wedding proceed smoothly!
Just as Mo Ye was pondering this, a gritted-teeth sound came from not far away. The girl's small hand clutched her skirt, her tiny white fangs bit down on a handkerchief, and her fox-like eyes stared unhappily at Jiang Lin.
It looked as though the girl intended to rush over the very next moment and pounce on Jiang Lin, knocking him to the ground.
Sensing someone watching him, the fluffy ears atop Bai Qianluo's head twitched slightly.
When Mo Ye turned to look, the girl who was over ten thousand years old was still adorably clutching and gnawing on her handkerchief.
At that instant, their