To Gu Yue, the logic was very simple.
No matter why this fruit had ended up in Na'er's hands, who was she?
The original, the true Silver Dragon King.
And who was Na'er? A personified incarnation she had split off from herself.
So, rounding things off a little...
What was yours was mine.
All she had to do was snatch it back, right?
Perfect logic. Not a single flaw.
Na'er looked at the tiny Little Milk Dragon standing on Lin An's head.
She looked utterly adorable.
Yet she insisted on putting on the Silver Dragon King's lofty airs and ordering Na'er around. Na'er nearly laughed in exasperation.
"I already told you. Lin An gave this to me."
Na'er waved the fruit in her hand, then raised her gaze to Gu Yue, who was sprawled on Lin An's head.
"And we're about to get engaged."
"So, Miss Gu Yue, would you kindly..."
Na'er's smile was exceptionally sweet.
"Get off my fiancé."
Gu Yue: "?"
The entire dragon exploded.
"Nonsense! My wife would never give you anything!"
Na'er didn't argue. She merely waved the fruit in her hand again.
"Then what's this in my hand?"
Gu Yue: "..."
That one question stopped her dead.
She looked at the fruit, then at Na'er, before slowly lowering her head to look at Lin An.
Mist visibly began gathering in her big purple eyes.
Wife... had he really gone behind my back and secretly given this nasty woman something?
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
My wife would never betray me.
So someone else must be the problem.
Gu Yue's world-shaking intellect spun at high speed.
Finally, her gaze abruptly locked onto Tang Wuling.
Found you.
You're the culprit!
"You stole it, didn't you!"
Tang Wuling: "?"
She had just been standing to one side, only for blame