"Doesn't matter. Can't do it either."
"A taste for men suits your identity and your name very well." Disregarding Long Chenyang's feelings, Mo Hanxing added another jab.
He was using it to conceal the slight panic in his heart. Two dragons had come—and two extremely powerful ones at that. Their Fortune was so dense that he had never seen anything like it in his life.
Long Chenyang did not bother arguing anymore. He stepped out and looked toward Long Ziling, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
Did he have feelings for her? Before this, he could have said with certainty that he did not.
But now that he had seen her, he felt that perhaps there was a little something after all—and a tiny shred of guilt as well.
He had hooked up with Long Ziling's mother, yet he also wanted something to happen with Long Ziling. He felt like he was becoming a beast.
At last, they arrived.
Boom! Their forms rapidly changed, and they ultimately took human shape.
The man was handsome and the woman lovely; they looked like a pair.
Especially since, the moment they appeared, they were holding hands. This nearly made Long Chenyang, who had transformed into a handsome middle-aged uncle, lose it.
That tiny shred of guilt vanished without a trace. He gazed at Long Ziling with deep affection.
"Ziling, I've finally seen you again. I've missed you so much."
That tiny bit of feeling from before was real. But this display of deep affection was entirely an act.
Long Xiao stepped forward and looked at Long Chenyang. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Ziling's fiancé, Long Xiao."
Long Chenyang had no choice but to turn his gaze toward Long Xiao. He frowned. "Long Xiao... I think I've heard of you. Oh, right.