Now that she had met a man like Brother Ling, what the hell did Tang San amount to?
It wasn't that she looked down on trash like Tang San, but compared with her Brother Ling, he was a firefly's glow beside the radiant moon, not worth mentioning at all.
Only after meeting her Brother Ling had she learned that such an outstanding, extraordinary man existed in this world.
What a pity, what a pity. That foolish woman Tang Yuehua had her eyes obscured by a single leaf and couldn't see a Mount Tai like Brother Ling. So foolish, so naive...
Meanwhile, Tang Yuehua, who was playing the harp, slightly furrowed her delicate brows as she looked at "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy" that had appeared before her. How had this strange Diary Copy appeared in front of her?
Why could this thing float in midair? Looking closely, the Diary Copy seemed almost like an illusion.
Tang Yuehua tentatively reached toward "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy," only to discover that her slender, scallion-white fingers passed through it. She couldn't touch it at all.
Huh... how strange... Tang Yuehua pondered briefly, then tentatively tried to open the Diary Copy.
Sensing her intention, "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy" actually opened on its own.
A man's very pleasant voice sounded beside her ears, and Tang Yuehua involuntarily began reading the diary at the pace of his speech.
The more Tang Yuehua read, the more alarmed she became. Someone was actually watching her! She hurriedly turned and scanned her surroundings several times.
But she saw no suspicious person watching her at all.
What's going on? There seems to be only me in this courtyard right now. Her brows knitted tightly...
Chapter 258: Godlike Means
What Tang Yuehua found even harder to understand was that her love for her