Tang Wuling: I Bought It Myself. Na'er Laughed in Exasperation: Without Over a Billion, You Couldn't Buy Shit

Tang Wuling hadn't understood before.

Now she felt that she did.

So this definitely wasn't lust, and it definitely wasn't her bloodline influencing her.

This... was love.

At that thought, Tang Wuling's expression actually grew more resolute, little by little.

Beside her, Na'er glanced up.

No matter how she looked at it, that expression was utterly foolish.

The corners of Tang Wuling's mouth curled upward all on their own, and her gaze was a little unfocused.

She looked completely immersed in some beautiful fantasy.

Na'er stared at her for two seconds, then immediately curled her lip in disdain.

That's all you've got? And you want to compete with me?

Na'er couldn't even be bothered with her and simply lay back down on the sofa.

Leaning back against the soft cushion, she sank into it again and continued watching television.

Clearly, she had no intention of going to bed.

The soul-powered screen in the living room remained lit, the program playing just loudly enough to fill the room now that it had fallen quiet.

Still, Soul Masters in this era rarely followed ordinary people's schedules strictly, so staying up at night wasn't unusual.

As long as their mental state allowed it, most Soul Masters could easily replace some of their sleep with meditation, then catch up on sleep when they truly grew mentally exhausted.

So Na'er wasn't remotely sleepy, and she watched television without the slightest qualm.

That look Na'er had given her, however, instantly sent Tang Wuling's temper flaring.

The goofy smile that had appeared on her face at the thought of Lin An vanished, and her brows furrowed.

"What was that look supposed to mean?"

Na'er ignored her, not even taking her eyes off the soul-powered screen.

Tang Wuling grew even angrier.

What's that supposed to mean?

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