With his Divine Soul whole again, Pei Ling had grown even more formidable. Suddenly remembering what had happened before she fell asleep, Qiao Ranran's eyes trembled slightly. Once the Toxicity became complete, would it bring about such a tremendous transformation too?
Qiao Ranran had good reason to suspect that Pei Ling had done something to the Little Wooden Puppet.
But since Pei Ling had hung it so conspicuously by the door, Qiao Ranran walked past the Little Wooden Puppet with a smile, completely ignoring the expectant look it tried so hard to hide beneath a calm expression.
Qiao Ranran had eyes only for Pei Ling, who stood in the Courtyard playing with a leaf in his hand, bathed in sunlight. Even after all these years, he still had the air of a young man. Much of the fierceness between his brows had faded without her noticing, and as he stood there quietly, he seemed beautiful enough to take the whole world's breath away.
Pei Ling turned sideways and glanced at Qiao Ranran, delivering a devastating profile. She clutched her chest and managed a strained smile.
"Why are you smiling like that? What's on your mind?" Her smile looked so strained, as though seeing him made her miserable.
Qiao Ranran rubbed her nose. She just felt awkward and embarrassed. But as the saying went, if she refused to feel embarrassed, the embarrassment would fall on someone else. So she took a deep breath, steadied herself, and said, "Junior Brother Pei..."
"You're still calling me Junior Brother Pei?"
"Uh..." What else should I call you? Qiao Ranran wanted to say it, but she understood what Pei Ling meant. Pretending not to in front of him now would be unwise. "Pei... Pei Ling..."
"My name is Pei Ling, not Pei Pei Ling."
Qiao