Without completing the sentence, he had interrupted the Nangong Liuyun who was in the midst of brewing an affectionate mood. His eyes coldly swept towards Su Zian, it was like blocks of ice which had successfully condensed for millennium. Immediately, the last part of the sentence that Su Zian had wanted to say froze in his throat. He was unable to say another word.
How extremely complicated was Su Zian’s mood in his mind right now, only he would know.
All these years, he had always regarded Su Luo as a good-for-nothing. He never once cared about her one bit. However, in the end, he would never have expected that His Highness Prince Jin, whom he had tried very hard to curry favor with, would actually treat Su Luo favorably.