As her maid Xiaofang had said, Yang Chen and Wang Yueru stood together, embracing and kissing, their intimacy making even a fool understand what kind of relationship they had.
It was precisely when she saw this that Ruan Jinling's eyes reddened with tears.
Her body trembled faintly, and she found it difficult to accept everything before her.
She had once regarded Yang Chen as her Ruyi, her ideal husband, yet she had never expected that his heart already held someone dear. Though the two had no substantive relationship, even if it had all been her wishful thinking, seeing this still broke her heart.
The heart that had harbored such fantasies shattered completely.
"Let's go!" Ruan Jinling said, her voice choked with sobs.
Once she spoke, the people beneath her swiftly left with her.
Yang Chen appeared muddleheaded as he stayed with Wang Yueru, maintaining an exceedingly ambiguous relationship with her, but his mind was perfectly clear. He had naturally sensed Saintess Jinling's arrival and had likewise seen her leave in haste. He felt somewhat puzzled, unable to understand what Saintess Jinling meant by this.
Puzzled though he was, holding back Wang Yueru beside him was the crucial matter for now. Considering the major affair of the Forbidden Demon Clan, Yang Chen truly did not dare underestimate it. He completely catered to Wang Yueru's wishes.
It had to be said that these past two days had been hard on him. Acting looked simple, but it was extremely difficult, especially when it came to deceiving Wang Yueru.
This woman was shrewd as well. There had even been several times when he had not been entirely sure whether he could control her consciousness. He had repeatedly launched sneak attacks on her, attempting to corrode her mind with devilish qi, but no matter how