Dong Xiang began to understand why even a goddess like Zhu Qingling repeatedly declared in public that she wanted to pursue Ding Ling.
Compared to Duo Ming Shu Sheng,
Ding Ling was indeed flawlessly inhuman.
Even though her heart belonged to the scholar, she had been captivated the first time she saw Ding Ling's portrait. And after hearing Meng Weici say that the portrait had captured only one or two of Ding Ling's essential charms, she could imagine how astonishingly charismatic the real person himself must be!
It was perfectly understandable that Zhu Qingling would fall in love with someone like him.
Not to mention that Ding Ling treated Zhu Qingling so well.
Thinking of all the things Ding Ling had done for Zhu Qingling, then recalling all the things the scholar had done to her,
Dong Xiang sat to the side, her heart filled with indescribable bitterness.
At that moment, she actually felt a little jealous of and envious of Zhu Qingling.
She had even thought, What if the person I met hadn't been the scholar, but Ding Ling instead? What would have happened? Would I have become the winner of the great female lead script Meng Weici talked about?!
The more she thought about it, the more entranced she became.
Meng Weici saw this and smiled in satisfaction, thinking,
I knew no one could resist the sect master's charm!
Now you know the difference between your scholar and the sect master, right? You know how small your world is now, right?!
After seeing a Kunpeng, how could a woman still take an ordinary skylark seriously?!
You used to be proud of your skylark. Now that you've seen a Kunpeng, will you still treat the scholar the way you used to?
People feared nothing more than comparison.
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